Krystal Swift

Title: The Baseball (Ohno/Kame)
Author: KrystalKatz
Rating: R
Length: Chaptered,
Genre: High school au, romance
Parings: Ohno Satoshi/Kamenashi Kazuya, Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki,
 Disclaimer: I only own the plot,
A/N: Matsumoto and Sakurai are older than the others in this.
 
Kame woke slowly smiling as he felt Ohno’s arms tighten around him his breath tickling his neck, it had been two and a half weeks since the meteor shower, he had told himself that he would talk to his father but he hadn’t. He had tried a few times but fear got in the way every time, Ohno had told him that it didn’t matter but he really did want to be able to tell everyone that they were dating and not give a crap like Nino and Aiba. Aiba had apparently moved in with Sakurai and surprisingly the older guy was even more cheerful, he hadn’t seen Nino for a few days as he was ill. His father had been out of town on business so he had been spending as much time as he could here in the art studio with Ohno.  He knew the artist had a loving supportive family he had been to visit them once, Ohno’s mum was an artist too and she had a similar dreamy absentminded feel, but she had been very welcoming and had said she wanted to paint them both sometime. He had been terrified of meeting his father, images of his own circling in his mind but Mr Ohno had been pleasant, he ran the gallery that showcased both Mrs Ohno’s and Ohno’s work, he had even thanked him for looking after his son. After dinner he had taken him aside while Ohno and his mum had been talking about brushstrokes and had thanked him for making sure his son no longer slept outside. The house had been quite large and had smelt vaguely of paint but it had been so warm that Kame had to stop himself from sobbing when it was time to leave. He felt Ohno stirring beside him and he smiled as Ohno opened his eyes
“Hey” Ohno mumbled blinking sleepily
“Nice dream?”
“I dreamt about you… But it wasn’t nice” Ohno answered stroking the younger guy lightly and kissing his cheek, “You were covered in blood and I couldn’t reach you”
“Nothing like that’s going to happen, Satoshi” Kame told him, his heart jumping nobody had ever cared for him the way Ohno did but he could never understand why. Ohno nodded but the fearful look didn’t leave the artists eyes. Kame smiled pecked his lips a few times pushing him own on to his back and straddling him. Ohno started to grin his hands going to his waist his beautiful fingers “’Toshi, why are you with me?”
“Because you liked my painting”
“A lot of people like your paintings” Kame frowned and Ohno let out a laugh caressing his cheek and pushing his hair behind his ear,
“True, but the only reason I agreed to let my parents sell them was because of you” He said his hand going to the faded painting on Kame’s chest tracing it with a finger “You might not remember, but we knew each other before”
“We did?”
“Hmm, for about a week” Ohno nodded “You were about eight or nine, I was painting in the field while you were practicing baseball every day after you finished you would sit next to me…”
“I remember” Kame murmured looking down at him again, “You painted that purple baseball field”
Ohno grinned obviously delighted that he had remembered “It was only a rough painting,”
“You said you’d show me when you’d finished but you never did”
“Because I never finished it, until last week” Ohno said motioning for him to stand up, confused Kame did so and Ohno pulled him to the far end of the art room. The artist moved some of his paintings aside and then grabbed a large one from the back, Kame had been intrigued by this canvas for a while but Ohno had refused to let him see it. As it was brought out into the light Kame’s mouth fell open, it was beautiful, it was a large portrait of Kame playing baseball but on his jersey was other images, like snapshots of their time together, even them as young children, sitting under a cherry blossom tree, the shooting stars were flying over his head, there was still the fantasy feeling with the purple grass, it felt like he was looking at a dream. Kame smiled looking at his boyfriend
“It’s amazing” he said “But I can’t see why I made you sell your pictures”
“Hmm, you said that my pictures made you happy, you never looked very happy but I hoped it was true. I had to go to Europe with my mum, I didn’t have time to tell you and when I got back I didn’t see you again, I remembered what you said so I agreed to let my pictures go to a gallery…”
“But you didn’t know if I would see them…”
“No but I hoped you would” Ohno shrugged “To be honest though I forgot you for a bit until I went for a walk and I saw you on the baseball field”
“You recognised me?”
“Yes, you haven’t changed that much… I was surprised when you were the one they sent to… Watch me”
“You didn’t seem surprised” Kame mumbled amazed about it until he remembered that Ohno had said ‘I know the real Kame’
“Trust me I was, you weren’t the same as before though…”
“I saw your paintings, I started too really like art but I wasn’t allowed to so I would secretly buy the magazines and I would sneak into shows, I didn’t know where the guy from the park and I completely forgot about you… I’m sorry Satoshi”
“It’s okay,” Ohno beamed and Kame wrapped his arms around him tightly and kissing him. There was a polite cough and they pulled apart,
“Sorry, Kame-chan, Ohno-kun… Sho-chan asked me to give you this” Aiba said “I did knock…”
“It’s okay, Aiba-kun” Ohno smiled taking the envelope “its Ninomiya-kun’s Christmas present”
“Eh? So why am I giving it you?” Aiba asked confused
“Because I’m painting it…” The artist laughed and pulled open the envelope and inside where some photos of Nino in various poses. Most of them seemed to be candid shots, but they looked like some of the photos Kame had seen in the art magazines.
“Wow… Who took these pictures?” Kame asked looking at the photos in amazement “They’re beautiful”
“They are, I think they were taken by Matsumoto-san” Ohno answered studying the photo’s closely “My dad would love these for his gallery”
“So Matsumoto isn’t just a model and an actor he’s also an amazing photographer? I bet Nino’s pretty pleased that he smashed that windscreen that day” Kame mumbled remembering with regret how stupidly he had reacted. But then again he had gotten Ohno out of it, he wouldn’t change a day of it, he decided.
“Wow I’m really going to have to show dad these” Ohno mumbled after he had looked through them all “In a few weeks there’s an exhibition of photographers…”
“Shouldn’t you ask Matsumoto-san first?” Kame told him softly and the artist nodded
“I will, will you tell Sakurai-san thank-you?”
“Yeah…” Aiba grinned from where he was looking at a painting of a cat chasing a butterfly. Kame smiled it wasn’t very big but he knew it was worth a couple of thousand strangely though Ohno had refused to sell it.
“Sakurai-san likes that picture, but I told him it wasn’t for sale” Ohno was telling him
“Eh, I was just looking at it… It’s beautiful ne? It looks like Wiggles”
“Wiggles?”
“He’s mine and Sho-chan’s cat… He was a stray”
“Did you find him by the river bank?”
“Yes”
“Then that is ‘Wiggles’ I wondered what happened to him” Ohno laughed Aiba pulled his phone of his pocket and showed them a photo of the same cat that was in the painting “he looks like he’s doing well”
“He’s a spoilt indoor cat” Aiba grinned, his eyes shining fondly as he looked at the photo
“You should take the painting” The artist told him
“Eh?” Kame and Aiba said together and Ohno laughed at their excited faces
“The painting is of Aiba-chan’s cat, it should belong to him”
“But I can’t afford
“Not everything is about money, Aiba-chan, I’m just glad he’s doing okay, I used to call him Boo-Boo, because of his leg”
“That’s so cute” Aiba grinned “I can really have the painting?”
“Of course” Ohno told him nodding.
“Wow, thanks” Aiba was beaming when he left clutching the painting. Kame smiled kissing his generous lover happily
“What did I do to deserve you?” He asked as Ohno wrapped his arms around him and buried his face against his neck, Ohno chuckled
“I think it was something to do with a baseball and a window” He answered and Kame let out a laugh
“I love you”
“Me too”
That afternoon there was an excited buzz in the classroom and Kame froze when he saw newspapers on the desks
“What’s going on?” He asked his classmate who gave a laugh
“Apparently Ninomiya from class 3E is a fag”
“What?”
“It’s all over the paper… You’re on the baseball team, ne? Has he ever tried it on with you?”
“Go fuck yourself” Kame mumbled
“So defensive, so after you win a game do you all just have a big orgy in the showers?”
“What the fuck does it have to do with you, who he sleeps with? Just because he’s gay doesn’t mean he any different as a person” Kame snapped hitting his hand on the desk. “You all liked him before, right? So why should it be any different now?” the class stared at him in silence and then the teacher came in. That night his dad was meant to be coming home, Kame’s heart pounded as he saw his dad’s shoes in the entryway, indicating he was back. Taking a deep breath he prayed he hadn’t read the paper, but as he opened the kitchen door he saw it spread out over the table
“So did you know there was a fag on your team?” Mr Kamenashi asked in a dangerously calm voice motioning to the paper with his head
“N-No” Kame lied though he knew he wouldn’t be believed, sure enough the chair went flying and his dad moved towards him
“Don’t lie to me” His father snapped
“I’m sorry… I knew… But… I stay away from him…” Kame whispered knowing that was a mistake,
“Don’t act like such a fucking woman” His father snapped punching him in the stomach, “If you’ve got something to say it clearly!” Kame bit his lip tightly closing his eyes he thought about Ohno, as the punches continued to rain down on him. At some point he must have passed out when he woke up it was dark and he was alone. Crawling to his bag he pulled out his phone and called Ohno. When the artist arrived he took one look at him and took him home to his parents. Mrs Ohno gave a gasp running for a first aid kit and almost tripping on the rug as she did so,
“We should call the police” Mr Ohno said as he checked the wounds on his stomach.
“No… Please… I’m fine” Kame said trying to sit up, but Ohno just held him down, smiling gently “Please… Toshi” He begged and Ohno nodded kissing his forehead. Mrs Ohno arrived back with the box and his wounds were gently treated and then he was tucked up in Ohno’s bed. He was completely baffled that neither of the artist’s parents seemed to care what their relationship was and was treating him like another son. Ohno settled in the be beside him not to close to upset the bruises but close enough that Kame could feel his body heat. “I’m sorry that I troubled you…”
“It was no trouble, Kazuya” Ohno told him taking his hand “I love you”
“I love you too” Kame murmured looking at Ohno’s face and the moonlight that was playing on it, “I really love you” Kame spent the weekend with the Ohno’s and he found that though Mrs Ohno was an air head she was very attentive and more than once he found himself with her arms wrapped tightly around him and his face buried in her neck and he wasn’t ashamed to admit that at sometimes he cried. She stroked his back gently murmuring in his ear that everything was going to be okay. On Sunday Mr Ohno took him to the gallery and showed him the plans for the photography show and when he went into the office he saw pride of place on the wall was Ohno’s first ever drawing of a cat and dog, in bright green and blue wax crayon with the words ‘TO, mY POppa’. Mr Ohno laughed his eyes shining
“I knew from that day that he was going to be just like his mum” He said “I was always a little worried about him, just like my wife, if he gets distracted by a butterfly he would happily walk in front of a bus” He laughed “But just like his mum once he loves something he never lets it go, he really loves you…”
“I’m sorry”
Mr Ohno let out a laugh and gently patted his shoulder “As long as you love him too don’t be sorry”
On Monday he went to school wearing a borrowed uniform but he was completely happy. He even wanted to practice baseball, he had a free period in the morning normally he would spend time with Ohno but today he changed and went to the field.
“I thought you’ be here” Ohno smiled as he leant against the cage and watched Kame practiced his swing, Kame laughed
“For the first time in a long time I actually wanted to practice” He said
“You should be careful, you’ll pull your side” Ohno said his eyes narrowing with anger, Kame smiled and nodded his side was starting to ache again.
“I’ll just go change” he said giving Ohno's hand a quick squeeze and going to the changing rooms, as he was passing the coaches office he saw Nino
“With all the attention you’ve been getting lately with regards to your personal life… We can’t guarantee you the scholarship…” He heard and he saw Nino’s eyes narrow with anger they both everybody knew that wasn’t the real reason, Kame was angry as he went into the changing room, he pulled some pain killers out of his bag and swallowed them with a gulp of water, he flinched as he took his shirt of surprised when Nino came into the room kicking the lockers, they stared at each other for a minute and then Kame winced accidently hitting his side as he tried to put his shirt back on
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just an accident” the younger said knowing that Nino would know it was a lie but he knew Nino didn’t want to hear about his father. “They revoked your scholarship?” He asked Nino looked at him with a raised eyebrow, “I overheard” Nino kicked the locker again and then nodded
“Yeah, having a fag on the team would bring down morale apparently, fucking shit it why should it matter to them who the fuck I sleep with?”
“Because life’s not that kind” Kame mumbled sitting on the bench and looking at him thinking about his dad and the reaction he was going to get when he went home tonight.  Nino kicked the locker again, “Aren’t there other schools?”
“There are but it will just be the same, who’d want a gay guy on their team? Here the coach made sure could have time to prove ourselves I can’t, fucking, deal with all that shit again. Jun’s just going to blame himself over this crap… Why the fuck am I telling you this?”
“Because I’m the only one here” Kame answered with a small smile, “and it’s good to vent”
“What would you know about it? You can’t even come out” Nino snapped Kame flinched, that was true he couldn’t even come out at school let alone anywhere else “Sorry”
“No you’re right, I can’t, I want to for Satoshi but I’m a coward” Kame whispered looking down at his hands “My dad would kill me”  Kame gave a nervous laugh trying to cover what he had just said “Um… So what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know” Nino mumbled and for the first time since they met Nino actually looked helpless.  Kame watched him sink to the floor and resting his head in his knees, Kame closed his locker letting out a sigh and went to sit beside him he had no idea what to do, but he remembered the way Mrs Ohno’s hugs had felt and he quickly put his arms around him, Nino stiffened slightly but then returned the hug, letting out a sigh and a small sob escaping his lips.
“What the fuck is going on here?” A voice screamed from the doorway and they both jumped apart, Kame was terrified as he looked at his dad, he’d known that he would have to deal with his anger tonight be he hadn’t expected him to turn up at school and to find him hugging Nino
“D-Dad” He managed trying to pacify him. Mr Kamenashi’s eyes were murderous as they looked at Nino,
“What the fuck do you think you were doing to my son you fucking queer?” He snapped his fists clenching. Kame felt his heart race in his ribs as he father came towards Nino
“No wait, dad…” He said his voice shaking wildly
“Wait? That little faggot had his hands all over you and you’re telling me to wait?” Mr Kamenashi ragged “I read all about him in the papers, what so he’s sucked you off too? What is this? A homo team, are you a fucking little faggot too?”
“Y-yes”
“What?”
“I-I’m gay” Kame confirmed his legs felt like they were made of jelly but he moved forwards to cover Nino, looking steadily at his father. Mr Kamenashi’s eyes were blazing as they turned back to Nino,
“You fucking pervert, you’ve corrupted my son”
“N-no, Nino didn’t do anything…” Kame’s voice died as he was pulled up by his collar, Kame flew into the lockers like a woollen or paper doll, his body seemed to explode when it connected to the metal frame of the lockers, and he faintly heard Nino shout something and then let out yelp. Kame tried to move but pain ripped through the right side of his body in waves, he gave a whimper as a shadow was cast over him and he felt his father’s fist connect to his face. Kame closed his eyes, he honestly thought his life was over he just hoped it would be quick.
“So you like hitting boys do you?” The assistant coach snapped grabbing him by the neck and throwing him against the wall, “How about you try that with someone the same size?” he spat his fist connecting to Mr Kamenashi’s face. Kame tried to speak but all that came out was a low moan, he was dimly aware that Nino was trying to get him to talk
“Oi, Kame” Nino said and Kame could feel a hand touch his face, “Kame, look at me” the coach was still punching Mr Kamenashi “Coach!”
“Hai” He said giving another punch and then pulling out his mobile and phoning for an ambulance.
“Sa-Sa…”
“I’ll go find him” Nino said quickly standing up and running from the room. Ohno frowned at the painting for a few days he had been thinking of how to get Kame away from his father, his parents had agreed to him staying with them but he was worried that Kame wouldn’t want to leave, Ohno chewed his lip and then smiled as he heard the door open thinking that it was the base baller,
“Ohno… Kame…His dad…” Nino said skidding into the art room, Ohno looked at little dazed and then he saw the blood staining Nino’s hands and shirt,
“Where…” He said his palate and brush dropping to the floor, he followed Nino out just as an ambulance came into the school yard. The assistant coach Otani refused to let them into the changing room insisting that they let the ambulance crew do their job. Mr Kamenashi had run off, while the ambulance was being called. Students were looking out of the window but Ohno didn’t care, he gave a small shout as Kame was brought out, but he wasn’t allowed to go with him. He stared at the floor and then he found himself being pulled into a car that was being driven by a woman that looked vaguely like Nino. They arrived at the hospital and after waiting for two hours they were told they had talk to the staff nurse on duty. The woman they were introduced to was stern but had a grandmotherly look in her eye
“Are you a relative?” She asked after Ohno had asked to see Kame,
“I’m his friend” Ohno said
“I’m sorry we can only talk to family…”
“It was his fucking family that did that to him” Ohno snapped causing Nino to jump
“Let’s put it this way we can only talk to a legal adult” The nurse said gently understanding flashing in her eyes
“Then put me down” the female Nino snapped and Ohno blinked at her, “Ninomiya Kari”
 “Are you family?”
“No but I’m a legal adult” She said “That’s what you said you needed…”
“Will you be able to cover the costs?”
“Of course, Ohno-kun, I’ll deal with this, go and see him” She said turning to him and smiling gently. Ohno returned the smile quickly before running out of the room. He went into Kame’s room and his heart almost stopped when he saw the bandage that was wrapped around his head and the machine that was beeping loudly. If it was possible his boyfriend looked even smaller in the big bed.
“Kazuya?” He mumbled gently he wasn’t expecting an answer he just wanted to hear something other than the ‘beep’ he sat in the chair, tears forming in his eyes. Two days moved slowly and it didn’t seem like Kame would ever wake up. Ohno didn’t move from his side, until Nino came to visit and told him sternly to get a drink and some fresh air. Kame opened his eyes slowly wishing he hadn’t when pain flooded into his body, he was surprised when he managed to look around and saw not Ohno but Nino sat beside him,
“Hey, sleeping beauty” Nino grinned,
“I’m sorry about your eye” Kame mumbled as he saw the fading bruise on the elder’s cheek
“It’s okay” Nino said touching it with a small smile
“What happened… To my dad?” Kame asked wondering why he even cared.
“Otani-sensei, beat him and then he ran off, the police tried to find him but there’s been no sign of him at your apartment” Nino answered
“How do you know this?”
“Nee-chan, is down as your legal guardian but Mr and Mrs Ohno are dealing with the costs” Nino shrugged “We didn’t know who else to connect…”
“There isn’t anyone else” Kame mumbled, wondering why the cared they barely knew him, he’d only seen Nino’s sister a few times when she’d come to fetch Nino from school and at the practice game. “I’m sorry for the trouble”
“Trust me Nee-chan doesn’t think of it as any trouble but she has threatened to kill your dad if she ever sees him” Nino murmured “And she’s always been a woman of her word”
“I’m really sorry… He wasn’t always like that…” Kame mumbled thinking of when he was younger and his mum was still with them.
“Oh-chan, was here but I sent him to get a drink…” Nino told him after a while
“Oh-chan?” Kame said in surprise, he would feel jealous if he could anything but pain, Nino gave a laugh
“Relax, Kame-chan, I’ve got more than enough problems with my own boyfriend, I have no desire to steal anyone else’s”
“How is everything going?”
“Well because of what happened in the changing room the rumours are running riot, apparently I did this, I was raping you,”
“Shit… I’m sorry”
“Stop apologising…” Nino told him “I’m going to fetch Oh-chan, he’s going to hate me for sending him away and missing you waking up” Kame gave a small laugh regretting it when pain stabbed at him again, judging from the casts, he had broken his arm and leg. He bit back a sob as he realised it could have been a lot worse, he was terrified that his dad would come back and finish the job, the door opened and  he jumped and then his heart leapt when Ohno came into the room
“Hey” The artist said with a gentle smile coming to sit in the chair Nino had left
“Satoshi…” He mumbled horrified that it came out more of a sob, he reached out with his good hand and Ohno gripped it tightly as they both cried together. A few days later when Ohno came into the room he was surprised to see Kame sitting up in bed
“Kazuya?” He mumbled
“I’m fine” Kame lied looking down at his now useless hand, the chances of him ever playing baseball again were slim to none, he should be happy about that but there was a time he had really loved playing. There was also what he was going to do about his dad, as Nino had said his dad had vanished somewhere, he was happy about that but he had no idea how he was going to live. Ohno obviously didn’t believe him and came to sit beside him on the bed
“Don’t lie” Ohno told him and Kame let out a heavy sigh
“What am I meant to do now?”
“What do you mean?” Ohno asked “Hopefully as soon as you’re well enough you’re coming home with me”
“What?”
“I don’t care even if your dad comes back, you’re not going back to him” The artist told him, Kame let out a sigh his ribs aching painfully
“Everything’s simple to you ne?” He smiled, his heart getting lighter as he rested his head against Ohno’s shoulder
“No… I love you, and I was terrified that I had lost you, Kazuya, I’m not letting you go ever again” Ohno told him breathing in the scent of his hair. Kame closed his eyes really hoping that everything would be okay now.
 
A/N: It seems a lot of people actually do like Kame/Ohno’s story THANK-YOU XD SakurAiba next, I hope you enjoy this part too ^.^

Title: The Baseball
Author: KrystalKatz
Rating: NC17
Length: Chaptered, short series
Genre: High school au, romance
Parings: Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki, Ohno Satoshi/Kamenashi Kazuya
 Disclaimer: I only own the plot,
A/N: Matsumoto and Sakurai are older than the others in this.
 
 
Nino coughed loudly, it had been a few days since he had seen the meteor shower with Matsu and as if the stars had been listening he had actually gotten sick, he coughed again and then groaned as he could swear he felt the earth spin, he was half way through fastening his tie when he noticed Kari staring at him. Her arms were folded across and her lips were nothing more than a thin line
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“Sch-*Cough*-ool” He said slowly
“Yeah, I don’t think so” She muttered coming forwards and checking his temperature,
“I can’t stay in here all *Cough* day, Grandma could get sick” He snapped pulling on his blazer with almost trembling hands, Kari bit her lip before grabbing his phone and moving out of the way before he could protest, it didn’t take long for her to find the number she was looking for and she dialled it quickly
“Hey baby what’s up?”
“Matsumoto-san, it’s Kari, Kazu’s sister”
“Ah, is everything okay?”
“Kazu’s sick”
“What? Is he okay? What’s wrong?”
“Cam down his got a temperature and a cough… But he’s trying to go to school…”
“I’ll be right there” Matsu said asking for the address and then hanging up, Kari looked at her younger brother almost smugly, not afraid of the deathly glare she was getting,
“Nee-chan, what if he gets sick?” Nino snapped before going into another round of coughing and then very reluctantly admitted defeat if he went to school like this he would only allowed in the building for a few minutes. Kari went to fetch a glass of water while Nino sank onto the bed, glaring at the wall, he really hated being ill.
“Stop pouting, so what you get your stunning model boyfriend to look after you, it really is the end of the world” Kari said handing the water and some tablets
“I have to practice baseball…” Nino grumbled taking them “I need that scholarship…”
“How’s that going anyway?”
“They’ve been to look at *cough* me and they said *Cough, cough* I just have to pass the entrance *cough* exam” Nino answered, Kari smiled
“That’s good then, you don’t need to be practicing, rest and get better so you can focus on your exam”
“When are you going back?”
“I’ve still got two weeks holiday” She answered as the doorbell went, Kari went to answer it and the remembered vaguely that he had never actually told the model where he lived, he must have found out somehow though as Kari was now leading him into the tiny bedroom. He had never been bothered about how small and cramped the place was until he saw Matsu standing there, the model didn’t seem to care though and quickly put a hand on his forehead
“Have you seen a doctor?” he asked his eyes narrowing when Nino shook his head “Why not?”
“It’s just a cold” Nino answered looking slightly flustered his eyes going to Kari, he didn’t want to say ‘Because I can’t afford it’ though it seemed Kari didn’t have any problems saying it and Nino’s blush darkened his flushed cheeks.
“Well I take you my apartment and we’ll get the doctor to come there… Don’t moan”
“What if you catch it?” Nino asked not wanting that to happen, Matsu had just started filming the special, and with his other work he was busier than ever, the model smiled and kissed his hot forehead
“Then I get sick” He answered grabbing “I promised I’d look after you, and you don’t want your grandma getting sick do you?”
“I guess”
“Good wrap up and stop moaning” Matsu told him and Kari let out a laugh,
“At least you found someone that isn’t afraid of you” She said throwing him a yellow sweatshirt and a coat Nino wanted to glare but his head was already aching so he decided against it and turned to the model again
“How did you know where I live?”
“I had to ask Sho-san to ask Aiba, do you know they’re living together now?”
“Ye *Cough*” Nino groaned holding his chest and frowning “Are you sure you want me to *Cough* to come? What about the *Cough* Special?” Matsu rolled his eyes wrapping a scarf around his neck and then pressing their lips together,
“I’d happily get sick if you get better” He said as he pulled away, Nino was torn between happy and embarrassed as Kari let out a laugh and then moaned as she packed Nino’s bag
“Seriously, it isn’t fair that my brother gets the perfect boyfriend…You have a flaw right?”
“I’m sure Kazu will say I do” The model laughed
“More than one” Nino mumbled wishing the room would stop swaying from side to side. Matsu supported him quickly with his hip and wrapped an arm around his shoulder
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah… Just dizzy…” Nino answered engulfed in the models scent, Matsu clicked his tongue as Kari finished packing his bag. “What are you going to tell grandma?”
“I’ll tell her that you gone to stay with a friend while you’re sick,” Kari shrugged handing Matsu the bag, Nino found himself unable to protest anymore. He was dimly aware of getting in the models car and being woken up and taken to Matsu’s bedroom. At some point the doctor had come but he could really understand what was being said there was something about ‘Hospital’ and he had protested violently against that so the doctor had just left a prescription for medicine making Matsu promise to call him if anything changed. Nino fell into a strange mixture of dreams, in one of them he was on the baseball field and the ball never hit Matsu’s window, he had never gotten with the model and for some strange reason, in his dream he had gotten with the artist, Ohno, he pulled his eyes open just as they were about to kiss. To his embarrassment he was shouting ‘Jun’ as he did so; the model came to the bed at the sound of his name, worry in his face
“Kazu are you okay?” He asked coming to sit on the bed.
“Y-Yeah…” He croaked sinking back into the pillows “Bad dream…”
“Poor baby” Matsu grinned stroking his face, and Nino sighed at the coolness of his fingers against his hot skin “Are you hungry?”
“Not really”
“Too bad you have to eat” The model told him, Nino pouted and Matsu pinched his nose tightly as his phone rang “Saved by the bell, ne?” he laughed pulling it out of his pocket, “Hai, Moshi mosh”
Nino watched him on the phone, thinking how amazingly beautiful he was, maybe I should kiss Kame, he thought with a smile, thinking about the dream, it had been scarily real, the artist was cute but he was really glad that he had smashed the windscreen that day. “I can’t… I told you… Fine just for an hour… Okay, I’ll see you soon…” Matsu sighed handing up the phone and then turning to face him he gently stroked Nino’s hair lightly “Sorry, baby, I’ve got to do an interview… will you be okay for about an hour?”
“I’m not a baby…”
“But you look so sick” Matsu said chewing his lip
“Go before I kill you *Cough*I’ll be sleeping anyway” Nino said holding his chest and doing his best to glare at him. The model kissed his forehead again smiling
“Okay but make sure you do sleep” He agreed “No playing on games”
“You know its strange that my boyfriend sounds like my dad” Nino grinned slightly as Matsu pinched his nose. After he was gone Nino stared up at the ceiling, he must have fell back to sleep at some point because he woke up to the sound of a doorbell. Thinking that the model had forgotten his key, his legs felt like jelly as he made his way to the door “Jun?” He mumbled for some reason his head felt ‘Spacy’ as if it didn’t really belong to him. He unlocked the door and was positive his heart was about to leap out of his chest as he saw not Matsu but Takashi Kei. Takashi looked at him in confusion his face going white
“Who are you?” He asked Nino who blinked almost sure that he was having another fever dream “Why are you in my son’s apartment?”
“I’m… Ninomiya Kazunari… I’m a friend of Jun’s…”
“Shit, I knew he was into guys but I didn’t know he was into children” Takashi said pushing his hair away from his handsome face, Nino felt his face go red and his heart pounded angrily
“I’m not a kid!” He snapped, then wished he hadn’t when his head started aching, he gripped the sofa for support as the door was opened again and the model came in.
“Kazu, why are you out of bed?” Matsu asked, ignoring his father he put a hand on Nino’s forehead frowning when he felt the fever almost burn his hand “Go back to bed” he murmured kissing his cheek, Nino raised an eyebrow but nodded going back to bed on shaky legs “What are you doing here?”
“I didn’t realise I needed a reason to visit my son”
“I didn’t realise you had earned the right to treat me like your son” Matsu said back as he put the kettle on, and then started to warm up the last of the soup. Takashi clicked his tongue
“When did you start shacking up with children?”
“When did you start to care?”
“Stop acting like a child, you’re 24 years old”
“Wow you remember… Could you move?” Matsu asked wanting to get into the fridge, Takashi moved and Matsu pulled out some milk
“I don’t have milk”
“I wasn’t making you a drink”
“The reason I’m here…”
“I knew there was one” Matsu mumbled warming some milk and honey in a pan, Takashi watched him with an almost amused expression on his face,
“They want me to guest in the special, but I wanted to run that past you…” he said
“I already knew, and I already decided not to care”
“They want me to play your older brother, because we have a similar look”
“I wonder why” Matsu sighed spooning the soup into a bowl and the putting the warm milk onto the tray and grabbed Nino’s medicine from the side. Going into the bedroom he found Nino propped up against the pillows looking nervous as well as sick and Matsu gave him a reassuring smile sitting on the bed and putting the tray on his lap “Eat and then take your medicine okay?” he said gently, Nino nodded his stomach turning as he looked at the food, Matsu smiled kissing his forehead and ruffling his hair,
“Did your interview go okay?” Nino asked trying to stall eating, he was sure the food would taste nice but at the moment everything tasted bland and almost sickly.
“Yeah, Kazu are sure you don’t want me to call the doctor again?”
“I’m fine” Nino grumbled dimly aware that Takashi was watching them through the bedroom door, and he tried to force the soup down his throat. Matsu watched him with a smile, he really was worried the doctor had mentioned Nino going to the hospital but the student had put up so much of a fight they had given up on the idea but if Nino wasn’t feeling any better by the morning he was going to force him no matter what. He watched as Nino eat most of the soup and drank all of the milk and then kissing his forehead he took the tray, closing the door and pushing Takashi aside
“Seriously how old is that kid? He looks 15” Takashi asked as they went into the kitchen
“He’s 17” Matsu answered “And who I choose to sleep with has nothing to do with you
“Is he living here?”
“No he’s just staying here while he’s sick”
“If the press got wind of this… Can you imagine the storm it would cause?”
“Hmm, I don’t care…”
“You should do, this is your career…”
“Kazu’s more important than my career” Matsu told him meaning it “Anyway people finding out I was your bastard son would be more of a scandal ne?”
“You’re in love with him?” Takashi asked ignoring his last comment as he sat on one of the kitchen stools
“Yes I’m in love with him” He answered without even needing to think about it as he turned to wash the dishes “Are you leaving now? You came to say what you wanted…”
“Jun you know I am trying here…”
“Yeah and you’re 24 years too late” Matsu dried his hands on a towel and glared at his father
“My parents watched the drama you were in and they saw that we had too many similarities between us”
“And what does that have to do with me?”
“They would like to meet you”
“No thanks” Matsu said quickly “I don’t want to play happy families with you or your parents”
“Jun…” Takashi started but Matsu ignored him until he left, as soon as the door closed behind him the model sagged with relief, resting his hands on the kitchen counter he wondered why his contacts seemed to be irritating him more than ever, he went into the bathroom and removed them. Nino was asleep when he went to check on him and the model watched him for a while resting against the wall, he wondered how he was going to be able to deal with both Hiro and his father at the same time, he hadn’t told Nino but the actor had already started causing trouble, the interview today was mostly him fielding questions about his ‘lover’ that Hiro had ‘accidently’ let slip about. He had neither confirmed nor denied the rumours but he knew that as soon as people saw him and Takashi were seen together he was going to have to deal with that crap too. People weren’t stupid, it wouldn’t take much for people to put two and two together, there had already been comments about how he had a similar look to Takashi Kei even Kari had said it. He looked back at Nino, he hadn’t even finished school yet he shouldn’t have to deal with everything being his lover would mean, more so since he probably didn’t want to be in the relationship in the first place, he honestly thought that maybe Nino didn’t want to be there,  .  Matsu sighed silently going back into the living room and rubbing his temples trying to find a way out of the maze of thoughts in his head, maybe now was a good time to retire from entertainment, he had just fallen into modelling and the acting had just followed, but if he did give it up he honestly couldn’t see what he’d do instead. He had only graduated school he had never gone on to college, though he had wanted to be a photographer at one point, he even had all the cameras stored away, there was also the problem of Sakurai, he wasn’t being vain but he knew pretty hot right now, everybody wanted him, a lot of that had to do with his manager if he did decide to quit the agency could fire Sakurai out of spite, he didn’t want that to happen, Sakurai was a good friend more than manager and all the problems he and Aiba were having at the moment he knew he couldn’t hurt them more. He flipped through the script not really seeing it as he tried to find a way for them all to be happy, but with his mood being so dark, it felt impossible.
“Are you okay?” Nino asked softly coming up behind him, Matsu blinked pulling himself out of his thoughts, he gave a smile tugging him gently down on to his lap and wrapping his arms around him as Nino gave a shiver.
“I’m fine… I was just thinking” He answered nuzzling and kissing his neck “You should be sleeping”
“I tried” Nino told him twisting around and burying his face against Matsu’s chest “But I can’t sleep… I keep having strange dreams… What did your dad want?”
“To tell me that he is going be in the special as my older brother” the model answered his hands making circular motions on his back,
“Will you be okay?”
“I’ll be fine, I learnt a few years ago that I’ll have to deal with him sometimes” He said “My second photo shoot was with him… Kazu, do you love me?”
“mm?” Nino mumbled sleepily his eyes, closing as he listened to Matsu’s heartbeat. The model gave a chuckled and scooped him into his arms holding him tightly,
“Come on, baby” He said taking him to the bedroom and lay him on the bed, he hugged him tightly kissing his forehead and stroked his back until Nino fell into a deep sleep, Matsu smiled watching him sleep for a while before taking off his glasses an throwing them on the side and falling to sleep himself. Nino groaned opening his eyes, everything still felt like it was stuffed with cotton wool and his head was aching just behind his eyes, rubbing them he looked at Matsu who was still sleeping next to him, his hair in tangles around his face, and Nino couldn’t help but reach out and stroke them away, even though his heart ached with guilt when Matsu opened his eyes and looked at him
“How are you feeling?” He asked straight away pushing his sleep away and putting on his glasses and then resting a hand on his forehead “Your temperature seems to have eased a bit but that’s more than likely because you’ve been asleep, how you feel?”
“M-y… Head hurts and my… Throats sore but… I feel a bit better” Nino croaked wincing as he realised how bad his throat did feel, it was like someone had scraped it with sandpaper.
“You sound like an old man” Matsu laughed though his eyes were showing his concern as he got out of bed and vanished into the kitchen, when he came back Nino gave him the best glare he could manage and then was almost force fed some peach water while the model vanished into the bathroom. He drank it all letting the cool water sooth his throat before going to brush his teeth and wash his face he really wanted a shower but he doubted if his legs would support him for long enough, even now they had started to tremble. He was about to sway when he felt Matsu wrap an arm around his waist and gently help him back to bed,
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I was just thinking about having a shower, I feel pretty gross” He mumbled, and Matsu rolled his eyes leaving the bedroom for a minute he came back with a bowl of water and a cloth. Very carefully he pulled off the sweaty clothes and started washing him. The cloth moved over is sweaty skin and despite himself Nino trembled with excitement, he closed his eyes, as Matsu moved over his stomach and before he could stop himself he let out a gasp. The cloth stalled and opening his eyes he saw a troubled expression on the models face
“J-Jun? What’s wrong?” Nino asked
“Nothing… I was just thinking how… Fucked I had to be that I’m actually thinking of taking advantage of a sick person” Matsu answered his voice shaking, Nino let out a laugh that started a short round of coughing.
“Would you feel better if you knew that the sick person want you to take advantage?” he asked
“Kazu… Are you with me because you want to be with me?” Matsu mumbled as he kissed his forehead lightly. “I know I raped you that first time…” Nino rolled his eyes looking grumpy for a moment before saying
“Why is someone like you even with me? I know Nee-chan *cough* was only joking before when she said I had the ‘perfect boyfriend’ but I honestly *cough*can’t believe you want to be with me, I can’t help but think you’re *cough* trying to make up for taking my virginity, but you shouldn’t be worried… I was already in love with you *cough* before” Nino said almost gasping for breath, the model stared at him unable to believe what he was saying,
“You loved me before?”
“Since before you *cough* were sick” Nino confirmed, he knew it was more than likely his medication that was allowing him to be so honest and once his fever was gone he would really be embarrassed about saying all this but he really wanted to try and lift some of the shadow from Matsu’s eyes. “Okay, you being drunk *cough* wasn’t the ideal first time, but *cough* you were amazing”
“Kazu” Matsu smiled kissing his forehead again, the cloth moving over his skin “I really wish you weren’t sick right now, I’m not with you because I feel guilty or anything like that, I love you”
“If your acting career ever ends you’ll make a good nurse…” Nino sighed as the water soothed him Matsu gave a laugh and kissed him fully on the mouth almost sucking his breath away, the cloth ‘unintentionally’ slipping further down his body and ending up over his over crotch. Nino moaned into the kiss as Matsu began stroking him lightly. Matsu smiled trailing his kisses down Nino chest and stomach until they reached the stiffening member “Are you okay?” He asked looking up at Nino’s face his breath tickling the aching member. Nino thrust his hips up so the tip was touching his lips
“P-Please” He moaned shivering as Matsu tongue poked out and licked the head. Matsu grinned putting his mouth over him. Matsu sucked him hard, he wanted to take his time and savour the moans and gasps Nino was letting out but Nino was still sick and needed his rest. He licked the slit hungrily tasting the pre-cum, Nino bucked his hips groaning his name. Matsu smiled moving his head quicker as he knew Nino was almost ready. Sure enough was a loud grunt Nino came hard into his mouth and then lay panting against the pillows. Matsu swallowed what was in his mouth and then very quickly pulled his jogging bottoms down and pumping at himself. The sight of the panting Nino was enough fuel a strong enough visual for him to release his own seed in a matter of minutes and he sank heavily onto the bed next to him.
“I’m all sweaty again” Nino moaned rolling over onto to his chest and kissing him sleepily. Matsu let out a laugh hugging the smaller man
“I’ll wash you again” He promised as they both fell back into a lazy sleep
 
A/N:  Ah lots of MatsuMiya fluff the perfect way to deal with a vodka and coke hangover :D the next part is MatsuMiya again because I really just got caught up in Nurse Matsu and nothing much happened in the chapter, ne? Hope you enjoy ^.^

Title: The Baseball (Ohno/Kame)
Author: KrystalKatz
Rating: NC17
Length: Chaptered, short series
Genre: High school au, romance
Parings: Ohno Satoshi/Kamenashi Kazuya, Matsumoto Jun/Ninomiya Kazunari, Sakurai Sho/Aiba Masaki,
 Disclaimer: I only own the plot,
A/N: Matsumoto and Sakurai are older than the others in this.
 
It was the baseballs fault; he would always blame that baseball...
Kamenashi Kazuya went almost nervously to the changing room, forcing a bright smile on his face, wondering how long he could long he could keep his act up. Just outside the changing room he saw his senpai Nino being chatted up by some girl, Nino didn’t notice him as he went in. He was getting changed when Nino came in and went to his own locker,
“Another girl, Nino, did you get her number?” He asked, not really caring but he really wanted to be able to fit in on the team
“No” Nino chuckled opening his locker and taking off his tie
“Of course he didn’t, girls don’t do it for our little, Nino, ne?” Another teammate Aiba said with a laugh surprising Kame who raised his eye brow looking at Nino, who was pulling off his school shirt,
“You mean you’re a fag?” he asked his mouth falling open, he was surprised that he could be so open about it, and that the team didn’t seem to care
“Relax, you’re not my type” Nino laughed as he put his baseball uniform on, Kame couldn’t relax though and started shifting nervously whenever Nino looked at him, Nino noticed and a smirk curved his lips as he teasingly went to throw his arm around Aiba and kissed his cheek Kame’s face twisted slightly, he guessed to the others he looked grossed out. “Come on lets go warm up” He said making it more suggestive than it should be, Aiba wrapped his arm around him and hugged him tightly. Kame watched them go and then turned to the rest of the team that were joking and messing around
“You don’t give a shit that they’re gay?” He asked
“Should we?”
“I doubt they’re going to jump us in the shower…” Another laughed
“Yeah Yamada, wishful thinking” The other laughed hitting his arm, “Either one of them is better looking than your last girlfriend”
“You seriously don’t give a shit that they’re gay?”
“They win games” Yamada shrugged “And it’s not like they’ve done anything”
Kame hissed slamming his locker shut as he went out to the field, Nino and Aiba were already warming up and both had happy smiles on their faces. It wasn’t fair, Kame thought as he looked at Nino, the guy had everything why the fuck. He thought as he prepared to throw the ball, he really didn’t mean to throw it that hard or that fast, but he could control his anger, Nino managed to hit the ball but it had no control and it went sailing towards the car park, there was a loud smash and everyone stared in horror as the expensive looking windscreen shattered. Nino ran forwards letting out a few swears as he did so, Kame stood rooted to the spot, looking down at his hands. He had just ruined any chance of getting on the team, his dad was going to kill him he thought. His heart thumped as he heard a new voice
What the fuck have you done to my car?” Kame turned his mouth dropping open a he saw a smartly dressed guy come running towards them, ‘Fuck’ Kame thought looking at the guy, he didn’t seem the easy going type and if Nino accused him there would be no way his father wouldn’t hear about this
“Fuck” Nino was swearing hopelessly looking at the car and then the guy
“You smashed my window, and all you can say is fuck?” The guy said taking his sunglasses off and folding his arms across his chest, glaring at Nino using every inch of their deference in heights, Kame couldn’t help but notice that the seemingly rich guy didn’t resist using the time to check Nino out “You’re still in fucking school so I doubt you can pay for it right?” Kame took a deep breath his mind swimming waiting for Nino to sell him out but to his surprise he didn’t Nino just said that he would work of the cost of the windscreen. Even then he couldn’t stop himself from letting out a snide comment
“Well at least you’ve got a pretty boss” He said “And from the way he checked you out maybe you’ll end up getting fucked...”
“Go fuck yourself” Nino spat and looked like he wanted to kill him “This is your fault”
“Nino-chan” Aiba said quickly coming to put his arm around his shoulders and motioned to the pretty guy who was on his phone “You know who that is?”
“No”
“Matsumoto Jun, the model/actor” Aiba said excitedly “He was just in that drama we watched the other day...”
“What you fucking fags watch dramas and drool over the actors do you do each other’s hair too?” Kame snapped deciding to go the whole hog, after this he knew he wasn’t going to be able to stay on the team judging from the way the team was looking at him.
“That’s enough... You asked for a try out you haven’t made it” The coach said his loud voice cutting over the team that had started to defend Nino and Aiba.
“What?” He snapped even though he was expecting it, he let out a hiss and stormed off the field handing back to the changing rooms. As he was passing he saw a scruffy paint splattered senior watching him with a sleepy smile on his face, Kame glared at him and then went into the changing rooms. He kicked the locker a few times and then to his horror he sank to the floor and cried already hearing the things his father was going to say. He hugged himself, as if trying to protect himself, and that was how the coach found him ten minutes later. His cheeks flushed hotly as he looked at the kindly older guy, the coach let out a sigh and sat on the wooden bench
“You can stay on the team, Nino and Aiba said that didn’t give a crap about what you said, the decent thing for you to do would be to pay for the windscreen… But since Nino’s taking care of that, you can do something else… The principle wants someone to help out one of the art students…”
“What?”
“It seems we have a genius art student that needs a babysitter, his name is Ohno Satoshi…”
“Ohno Satoshi?” Kame repeated his mouth falling open, he couldn’t believe it, he had admired Ohno’s work for a while the guy really was a genius “He comes here?”
“It seems so… So the arrangement is, you’re allowed on the team but you have to make sure this guy doesn’t space out too much… You can find him in 4-B art room… Oh and Kamenashi-kun, this is your only chance and you’re only getting this because of those ‘fags’” The coach told him, Kame nodded and picked up his bag, deciding to go straight to the art room. He knocked nervously on the door and was disappointed when he didn’t get an answer. He was going to leave when he decided to try the door anyway. To his surprise it opened easily and slowly he went inside almost choking on the smell of paint and white sprits. Canvases were everywhere; beautiful colours surrounded him as made his way through the maze. Some of the pictures he recognised from the art books he secretly read and he could only guess at how much they were worth and they were just scattered over the dirty floor. He heard a noise behind him and he turned to find the artist himself staring at him wearing paint covered overalls and a surprised expression on his face. Kame blinked it was the same senior that had been watching him earlier
“Um… Hello… I’m Kamenashi Kazuya… I’m meant to help you…” The baseball player said wondering why his mouth felt dry, “You can call me Kame… If you want…Or not…” Ohno continued to stare at him in silence and then turned to a half painted canvas
“I’m Ohno Satoshi” He said and that was the only words Kame managed to get from him. The artist worked in silence for hours, and Kame wasn’t sure what he was meant to do, he tried to tidy the studio but the amount of paintings made it impossible plus he wasn’t sure where Ohno wanted them. He tried talking to the artist but Ohno kept his eyes on the canvas his face almost shining with interest. It was late when he finally moved away from his picture to study it. Kame was sat on a desk he looked at the picture to and his mouth almost dropped to the floor. It was stunning, a fantasy world with rolling hills and amazing pools of water, three moons were in the dark purple sky,
“It’s beautiful” Kame breathed Ohno turned to him and gave a start as if he’d forgot he wasn’t alone, the artist gave a small smile and then nodded his head
“Thank-you” He said “You should go home now, it’s late…”
“Um wait what am I meant to do?”
“We can talk tomorrow” Ohno told him and then grabbed a school bag and motioning for him to follow him out of the studio. Kame did so and once they were outside Ohno locked the door and gave Kame a rueful smile “You’d better take the key I always end up forgetting to lock up and people shout at me…” Kame stared at him, Ohno was looking surprised, like he didn’t know why people would get mad at him for not locking up, was he really so fucking clueless as to how much his paintings were worth? He took the key and walked in silence to the bus stop “See you tomorrow, Kame-kun” Ohno said as he got on his bus and gave a wave. Kame looked at his watch his heart almost falling out of his chest as he saw what time it was. He was meant to have been at home practicing his throw with his dad four hours ago. He hitched his bag up on his back and ran for home praying that his father wouldn’t be too mad with him and trying to think up an excuse, obviously he couldn’t tell him the truth. His dad hated artists and if he knew his son had almost been kicked of the team because of two fucking fags, he would have exploded. He arrived at his house and very slowly went inside, his father had always had dreams of being a baseball player though his skill had never matched his ego. He dropped his bag and shoes in the entrance and went to the living room, his father was sat on the brown leather chair glaring at the baseball glove and ball on the coffee table
“Do you realise what time it is?”
“I’m sorry I’m late” Kame said quickly, hanging his head
“Where were you at the arcade again?”
“N-No, I was at the batting cages” He lied, praying that he would be believed, he wasn’t. He tried to shut his father out as he raged about ‘Wasting talent’ and ‘No good children just the same as your mother’ it ended like all their ‘talks’ with him being struck in the stomach and his dad storming to the nearest pub to drown his sorrows. Kame went into his bedroom, and lay on the bed looking up at the ceiling. His father had been the same since his mother had left them five years ago before then they had actually been very happy and baseball had been fun. He rolled onto his side wincing as pain flooded into his stomach, he remembered Ohno’s painting, thinking of how beautiful and peaceful the imaginary world had looked. He wondered if baseball existed on that world, he hoped not as he smiled wishing he could go there. The next morning his father was snoring loudly, lost in an alcohol induced coma, Kame left the house as quietly as he could making sure he still had the key for Ohno’s art room. He was about an hour early for school but when he arrived, Ohno was already sitting beside the studio sketching. Kame blinked the senior was just wearing the same paint splattered shirt and trousers, he came closer and his heart leapt when he saw sketches of him.
“Kame-kun, you’re here” Ohno said with a smile looking up at him, Kame found himself smiling along
“When did you get here Ohno-senpai?” He asked unlocking the door,
“Um, the sun was just coming up, so about three hours?” Ohno answered flipping his sketch book closed
“T-hree hours?” Kame gasped,
“Yeah, I wanted to work on my painting, but by the time I got here I realised that I didn’t have the key anymore”
“Why didn’t you go home?”
“I thought about it but I decided to take a nap first and when I woke up there wasn’t enough time” Ohno answered, Kame blinked wasn’t this guy meant to be a genius? How the hell could he just fall to sleep in a school yard? They went into the art room and Ohno switched the light on, the studio felt just as cold as it was outside but the artist switched on a small heater in the corner and motioned for Kame to sit in the wooden chair. Kame did so and Ohno went straight to work on his painting, yesterday the baseball player had thought it was finished but that didn’t seem to be the case. He watched as Ohno’s brush moved over the canvas filling in the details,
“You’re on the baseball team ne?” Ohno asked after awhile
“Y-Yes”
“Do you like it?”
“Huh”
“Baseball?”
“I love it… Or I used to” Kame answered with a sigh running his fingers through his hair, Ohno frowned from where he was mixing paints
“But you don’t anymore?”
“No… I do…”
“I was watching you yesterday, you didn’t seem to be enjoying it…”
“Why were you watching me?”
“I was tired and I needed some fresh air, you looked troubled and I couldn’t stop watching you”
“I don’t get on with the team in this school”
“Why?”
“It’s my fault, I was a jerk to two of the players, because they’re gay”
“Do people that are gay bother you?”
“Yeah, it’s not normal, it’s gross and unnatural…”
“It’s as natural as being straight” Ohno said with a smile, “But that doesn’t sound like Kame-kun”
“How do you know?”
“Because I know Kame-chan”
“We’ve only just met, how could you know me?”
“Hmm, I wonder” Ohno smiled before falling silent again, Kame frowned and looked at his watch he let out a cry and then grabbed his bag
“I was here early and now I’m late” He said panicking “Senpai aren’t you going to be late too?”
“I don’t go to class… I already know what I’m going to be doing…” Ohno answered “You should try harder with your team, ne?”
Kame nodded but deep down he knew it was impossible, he couldn’t apologize to Nino and Aiba he couldn’t let anyone know. Thoughtfully he left the art room, after school finished he went to a locksmith and had an extra key made, before going to the art room. He didn’t like the idea of Ohno sitting out in the cold, even though it was summer the temperature still got pretty low. The weeks passed and although he still couldn’t get on with the baseball team, his relationship with Ohno was blooming in a way that he never wanted he found himself loving the times when he was in Ohno’s studio watching him paint. He knew he was half in love with the artist before he even realised, that thought terrified him, he’d always known that he was different it was the main reason that he had reacted to Nino and Aiba. If his father found out there would be no way he would be able to survive. It didn’t help when he came into the room and saw Ohno fast asleep on the camp bed they had put in there. He looked so cute as he slept his face was so innocent Kame found himself moving forwards as if something was controlling him, he knelt beside him and ran a finger over his face and then slowly brought his lips down and kissed him. He moved away quickly his eyes wide in fear. He rubbed his lips quickly trying to forget the feel of Ohno’s against his, Ohno yawned opening his eyes slowly
“Hey Kame-chan” He said with a sleepy smile
“Aren’t you meant to be painting?” He said turning away before he could be seen blushing,
“I’ve finished” Ohno told him softly rubbing his eyes, Kame sighed putting a bag of food on the table
“Then you don’t mind if I go early” He said
“Nope, you have somewhere to be?”
“I need to practice we have a game coming up” he answered wanting to get out there as quickly as possible, Ohno came to close as he searched the bag for food.
“You don’t practice with your team?”
“No”
“You still don’t get on with them?”
“I’m leaving now” Kame said quickly, waving a hand and rushing from the room. Ohno watched him leave and then smiled as he ran a finger over his lips. With a chuckle he went back to the painting he worked on when he was alone. It was a painting that he would never sell. Kame stayed away from the studio as much as possible after that, saying that he needed to practice, a month went by and Kame was still avoiding him. Until the last real game of the season, Kame winced in pain as he unlocked the studio and went inside, pain rippled down his side his dad has been worse than ever after the match. Even though they had won, he maintained that he had been sloppy, and made him practice his pitch until his fingers were bleeding. When he asked for bandages his father had hit him until he sank to the floor and then stamped on his stomach until it felt like his insides were splitting open. Kame stumbled to the camp bed Ohno had in the back room and sank into it thankfully as his eyes grew dark. When he woke Ohno was gently treating his wounds,
“Who did this?” Ohno asked, Kame didn’t answer for a while, and just stared at his face
“My dad… I’m not really the manly son he wanted”
“There are different types of ‘manly’, and you are a good person” Ohno told him softly as he gently pressed the cold wet cloth on the bruises. Kame shivered letting out a gasp biting closing his eyes
“I’m gay”
“I know” Ohno told him, and then kissed his forehead “It doesn’t make you less manly”
“H-How did you know?”
“You kissed me when I was sleeping” Ohno grinned “It was nice” Kame’s face went the colour of the rising sun and he closed his eyes again,
“I hate myself”
“I know, but you shouldn’t…”
“Do you hate me?”
“No… But next time kiss me when I’m awake” Ohno grinned and kissed him slowly.
“I can’t do this… I can’t be gay” Kame said pulling away from him tears forming in his eyes, “I can’t its wrong…”
“Kame-chan, being who you are isn’t wrong, it’s how you were made…” Ohno told him gently, and then kissed his forehead and then eye lids “I love you”
“Wh-?” Kame murmured his cheeks going scarlet, he tried to get away but Ohno held him tightly
“You should rest, those bruises are nasty” He mumbled, “I’m not going to do anything…”
Kame relaxed knowing that he could trust him this was Ohno after all. He stayed and let Ohno take care of him soothing the bruises on his body, as he watched him he realised he had never seen this expression on the artists face before. It was so gentle and loving, Kame’s heart thumped as he moved forwards and pressed their lips together.
Their relationship changed again and although Kame would never admit that they were dating they did spend a lot of time kissing and touching each other. A few months passed and Kame slowly began to feel like he was actually a member of the team, he tried to bite his tongue around Nino and Aiba but he was still so scared that someone would realise and his father would find out that he couldn’t hold his comments to himself. He was surprised when he saw love bites all over Nino’s back and chest and he guessed that Nino and the model were dating. Secretly he was happy for them but he would never be able to say that out loud. One day he went into the art room and found Ohno glaring at a painting,
“What’s wrong?” he asked coming to sit on the table and looking at him
“It won’t work” The artist mumbled
“Can I help?”
“Hmm…” Ohno smiled turning to look at him a strange glint in his eyes, “I want to paint on you…”
“What?” Kame mumbled wondering if he’d heard him properly
“You have amazingly beautiful skin… I want to paint on it…”
“You’re weird” Kame told him with a faint blush, but didn’t resist when Ohno removed his shirt and brought a box of body paints to the table. He shivered when Ohno ran a hand over his skin. Ohno picked up a brand new paintbrush, and dipped it into the paint, Kame tried not gasp as he saw the intense expression on Ohno’s normally empty face, for the past few weeks he had wanted the artist to look at him like that and now he was. The cold paint was spread over his skin and Kame couldn’t stop the shiver of excitement that ran down his spine, he closed his eyes trying to focus on anything that wasn’t the movement of the brush or the soft breaths Ohno was letting out. It was too late he realised, when he felt his member twitch, he heard Ohno give a soft chuckle and when he opened his eyes again he was surprised at the new expression on his senpai’s face “O-Ohno-sen-“ the paintbrush fell to the floor with a soft clatter and Ohno’s graceful fingers were moving the paint over him this time, Kame’s breathing quickened and his was horrified to realise he was almost panting, Ohno nudged his legs apart with his hips and stood in between them rubbing their groins together
“Hnn” Kame groaned his hands gripping the table tightly
“It’s smudged” Ohno said pouting as he looked at the painting on Kame’s chest, Kame opened his tightly closed eyes and gulped as he saw the disappointment in his senpai’s face
“I’m… Sorry” He said and then let out a soft gasp and Ohno thrust his hips forwards, pressing his own hard member against Kame’s. “S-to-p… Wh-at ar-r you…Do-ing?” he panted as Ohno continued to the rock their hips together. Ohno didn’t answer but gently pushed him back onto the table and then easily climbed on top of him, attaching their mouths together the protest died in Kames throat and he gripped at Ohno’s ass quickening the movements of the artist. He had dreamt about Ohno touching him like this and now it was finally happening. Suddenly Ohno stopped and the baseball player hissed angrily glaring up at him the artist smiled and quickly pulled their clothes off so they were both naked, the paint on Kames chest had transferred onto Ohno’s
“I don’t have a condom” Ohno whispered in Kame’s ear as he took some of the body paint and began preparing Kame’s hole. Kame gasped at the strange sensation his hips bucking as he felt Ohno’s nimble fingers pressing at something as they twisted and stretched him. He decided he didn’t care if Ohno had a condom, he just wanted to feel him inside
“Ohno, fuck me… Please” He gasped Ohno smiled and pulled his fingers out Kame spread his legs and Ohno positioned himself in between them, the tip of his member pressing at the prepared hole, Kame closed his eyes biting his lip as with one movement Ohno pushed in deeply “Agh!” He gasped as Ohno’s hips slapped against his
“Sorry” The artist growled in his ear, “Kazuya, feels… Good…” Kame blinked at the use of his first name but given the situation it was acceptable. He arched his back and spread his legs letting Ohno move in deeper, they both let out soft moans as the pace quickened. He clung to Ohno’s shoulder as the artist sucked at his neck, groaning deeply. Kame moved his hips to match Ohno and a fire built up in his stomach Ohno reached down and gripped at his member pumping it quickly in time with his thrusts until they were both coming with loud screams.  As they lay panting wildly Kame couldn’t help but laugh, his heart twisting as he tried to work out if he was happy with the new direction of their relationship was going.
“Are you okay?” Ohno asked kissing his shoulder, Kame nodded there were so many risks if his father found out he wouldn’t even see his next birthday but right now he really was okay, he decided. The next few weeks were magical kissing Ohno felt like being able to taste heaven, Kame decided wrapping his arms around the artists neck and pulling him close. It had become a regular pattern between them every time Ohno felt stuck for inspiration he would attack Kame and they would have sex. It wasn’t like they were dating it just helped relieve stress, something that they both needed. They were so lost in the kiss neither noticed they weren’t alone until they heard a beeping noise, they turned and Kame’s heart almost fell out of his chest when he saw Nino smirking at them his eyes hard. Ohno vanished into the backroom and judging from the size of his erection Kame couldn’t blame him for not staying
“This isn’t what it looks like” He said getting from the desk and rearranging his uniform
“You weren’t making out?”
“Look, please, don’t tell anyone about this …” He found himself pleading, his father would either disown him or kill him if he found out about this
“You’ve pretty much made mine and Aiba’s lives hell and here you are making out with Ohno, and you don’t want me to tell anyone…”
“Fuck I know I deserve it, but Ohno-sempai doesn’t please, people already think he’s weird, he’s not like you and Aiba he can’t just laugh things off like you guys do…” He lied he didn’t think Ohno would care or even notice if people found out but he didn’t think Nino would stop telling anyone for him, and after the way he had treated him and Aiba he wouldn’t blame him.
“You think it’s easy for Masa to just laugh it off either!” Nino spat running his hands through his hair angrily,  “Fine, but if you say one more thing about Masa, I swear I’ll out you both in morning assembly and I’m keeping the picture…”
“Thank-you” Kame said with a nod, almost dropping to the floor in relief, his knees were shaking
“Yeah well, anyway the reason I came was to give Ohno this” Nino said handing him an envelope
“Thanks, I’ll give it to him… Ninomiya, I am sorry for what I said…”
“Whatever” Nino shrugged and walked off, shaking his head, Kame stood holding the envelope stunned
“Are you okay?” Ohno asked coming to wrap his arms around him resting his chin on his shoulder “Sorry I left…”
“It’s okay…” Kame said in a weak voice letting out a breath and allowing Ohno to pretty much stop him from failing. The artist kissed his cheek and then sat on the chair pulling him down on top of him, murmuring softly against his neck. “He has… A picture” Kame said “My dad’s going… to find out…”
“He won’t” Ohno told him his arms tightening around him. The baseball player didn’t know how to react, he wanted to stay here with Ohno but he was terrified of his dad finding out. Ohno kissed him lightly on the neck again. As he went home Kame was terrified his father somehow already had seen the picture, he nervously opened the door, his father was nowhere to be seen and Kame let out a soft sigh of relief and went to his bedroom. He went to sleep, where ever his father was he would be to drunk when he got back. The next morning he was out of the apartment and at school before the sun was up. He didn’t go to the art room but went to the field and practiced his pitch. Too his relief it seemed that Nino had kept his word about not telling anyone but the picture still weighed over him. He saw Nino a few times but the older guy barely looked at him, he went to the art room and found Ohno sitting on the desk
“I talked to Ninomiya-kun” He told him softly “He’s deleted the picture”
“What?” Kame’s heart leapt at those words, Nino could still tell people but the picture was no longer hanging over him, he threw his arms around Ohno and hugged him tightly. As promised he stopped taking the piss out of Aiba and in all fairness the tall guy seemed to be having enough problems, he at the school early on morning deciding to get some extra practice they had a game later that day, it was only a practice match but he wanted to be at his best. He was surprised to Aiba at the batting cages, he hadn’t seen him for a few days and the last time he had the taller guy had been crying
“Aiba-san?” Kame said coming to him and touching his shoulder Aiba jumped looking at him
“Kame-kun?” He said in a slightly breathless voice wiping his eyes
“Um are you okay?” Kame asked, Aiba gave a small smile
“It’s okay you don’t have to try and be nice…”
“I’m not trying to be nice, I really want to know…” Kame said quickly, grabbing his arm to stop him from leaving, Aiba gave a watery smile and broke down telling him about his boyfriend and his cousin. Kame listened to the story playing with his bat for a while and then he spoke up
“You’re stronger than that though” Kame said coming to sit beside him, “You and Ninomiya, are really brave I couldn’t do what you do…”
“What?”
“My mum left me and my dad a few years ago, before then I used to enjoy baseball, but when my mum left him my dad changed he became obsessed with the idea of me becoming a professional baseball player. He makes me practice every night, I’ve forgotten what it feels like to enjoy playing, and I’m so scared of him that I won’t even tell him the truth… Even though you knew your parents might not accept it you told them the truth… And you can tell people who you’re in love with, like Ninomiya and Matsumoto-san, you’d have to be blind not to see that they’re dating… But they don’t care… I wish I was like you… You should tell your cousin to go to hell”
Aiba’s mouth fell open as he looked at him, “I never realised Kame-kun, could be nice” he said
“Don’t tell anyone,” He smiled “phone your boyfriend and tell him that you want to speak to him…” Kame grabbed Aiba’s phone from his pocket and searched through the phone until he found Sakurai’s number and dialled it before Aiba could protest.
“Hai, Masa?” Came a voice almost straight away and Kame tossed Aiba the phone grinning as he headed to the art room, he found Ohno inside without even saying hello he wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly kissing his lips quickly. Ohno smiled as they broke apart
“Come to my game” Kame asked surprising himself just as much as Ohno, the artist nodded quickly and then pulled him into another kiss. They were about to catch the bus to the school when Aiba and a man he assumed must be Sakurai pulled up and offered them a lift,
“This is Sho-chan”
“I know Sakurai-san” Ohno mumbled with a sleepy smile and Sakurai grinned at them through the mirror. Kame couldn’t stop himself from smiling when he saw the artist in the crowd he had brought his sketch pad with him and was sketching furiously, the younger guy couldn’t help but blush when he saw Nino watching him with a smirk. It was only a practice game but it didn’t stop him from playing his best, this was the first time Ohno had come to one of his games and he wanted impress him. They won easily and that night Ohno gently made love to him on the camp bed in the art room. Kame smiled as he watched Ohno sleep, he really didn’t care anymore he wanted the world to know that he was in love with Ohno. They spent all Sunday in the art room and when Monday came Kame didn’t go to lessons that day still hanging out in the art room, Ohno painted on his skin gently and Kame thought his heart would melt with the emotions that were running through him. They were acting like this would be the last time they would be together.
“Come with me” Ohno said suddenly, grabbing Kame’s hand and dragging him out of the art room, they walked in silence until they reached the school roof, it was pretty late in the evening and Kame wondered what his dad would be doing,
“What are we doing here?” He asked as Ohno pulled him to a wall and then pulled the baseball player onto his lap hugging him tightly.
“Matsumoto-san told me that there was going to be a meteor shower tonight, and the person you watch it with is the person you’ll stay with forever…”
“And you want to watch it with me?”
“I want you to know whatever happens, I’m always here for you to come back to” Ohno told him and claimed his lips in a sweet kiss. Kame smiled his heart beating quickly against ribs, as they both looked up at the sky, it was cloudy and the air was cold but even if he couldn’t see them he was glad to be here with Ohno. The clouds parted and they watched in wonder as the stars moved across the sky, like thousands of fireflies. Kame closed his eyes quickly making a wish that he would be strong enough to tell his father the truth.
 
A/N: Kame/Ohno’s story, this is actually the first one in the series that I started to write, next is SakurAiba… I hope you like it ^.^