Fic, 26 Birthday Kisses, Could Have Been Anybody Else

[mousapelli]

Title: Could Have Been Anybody Else [Kitayama/Fujigaya]
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 for how well alcohol suits Kitayama.
Summary: Fujigaya isn't drunk enough, and also is jealous of club girls.
AN: For 26 Birthday Kisses, Kiss Three: Drunk Kiss

First Kiss | Good Luck Kiss | Drunk Kiss | Kiss and Make It Better | On-Screen Kiss | Morning After Kiss | True Love's Kiss | Goodbye Kiss | Good Morning Kiss | Surprise Kiss | Meltykiss | Goodnight Kiss | French Kiss | Congratulations Kiss | Sealed With a Kiss | Hello Kiss | Kiss Under the Mistletoe | I Forgive You Kiss | Birthday Kiss | Blown Kiss | Kiss on the Forehead | Kiss on the Hand | Kiss on the Cheek | I'm Sorry Kiss | New Year's Kiss | Welcome Home Kiss


Kiss Three: Could Have Been Anybody Else

Anybody with eyes can see that Kitayama is a breast man. The girls in the clubs aren't leaving much to the imagination certainly, but with a few drinks in him, Kitayama is more than willing to investigate what little mystery is left. It doesn't hurt that he's a popular idol, and that his cheek is exactly the height of most girls' breasts since platforms are back in.

"You're going to get photographed again!" Fujigaya snaps, reaching out to snag Kitayama by the elbow and peel him away from the girl in the pink leather corset.

"Mean!" Kitayama complains, but he switches easily from the girl's ample bosom to Fujigaya's shoulder. The girl narrows her eyes at Fujigaya, but Fujigaya gives her a glare that sends her clattering off in her heels, all the while holding his own drink out of Kitayama's clumsy reach.

"You've had enough," Fujigaya informs him, making Kitayama whine and rub his cheek against Fujigaya's shoulder, but he doesn't fight really when Kitayama makes a grab for Fujigaya's half-empty glass and then downs the rest of it in one go.

"Slee~py," Kitayama announces after finishing, and Fujigaya takes the glass from Kitayama before he can drop it and shatter it all over the floor, thunking it down on the bar.

"Let's go then," Fujigaya says, and starts tugging Kitayama towards the exit of the club. Kitayama isn't resistant so much as he is easily distractible, and more than once Fujigaya has to step between his bandmate and some girl or other, all of them scantily clad and too familiar, and Fujigaya's words of excuse get rapidly less polite the closer they get to the door.

He doesn't even bother to find Yokoo on the dance floor to tell them they're leaving; he'll just text Yokoo later to tell him they made it home safely. It's a relief once they break out of the packed club into the night air, still cold with the chill of spring, and Fujigaya stops for a second to take a deep breath and let his ears stop ringing from the thump of the techno before he moves them along.

Fortunately the subway station is close by, because Kitayama is leaning more heavily against Fujigaya with every step, yawning and dragging his feet. Irritation burns off the rest of what little buzz Fujigaya had going, but he thinks of the club girls with their bodies pressed up against Kitayama's and wraps a tight arm around Kitayama's waist rather than pushing him away.

The train is pulling in right as they reach the platform. Fujigaya sighs in relief as he shoves Kitayama onto it and into the nearest seats, because he knows from experience that as soon as Kitayama is down, getting him back up again will be next to impossible.

Sure enough, as soon as the train is in motion, Kitayama mumbles, "Taipi is pointy, ne," against Fujigaya's collarbone, and then promptly starts snoring.

Fujigaya stews about that in silence the whole way until Kitayama's stop, and thinks about leaving him on the train and continuing onto his own stop. After a few minutes, though, Fujigaya discards the plan, if only because then Nikaido would no doubt seize the position of Leader and begin his reign of terror and food thievery. Senga would probably cry too, Fujigaya consoles himself, and nobody wants that.

So he shakes Kitayama half-awake when the train slides to a stop, and drags him out into the station. The brief nap along with the sharp wind outside the station seems to have re-energized Kitayama temporarily, and he pulls away from Fujigaya's arm to walk on his own.

After a second, though, he reaches out to catch Fujigaya's hand, swinging it between them and singing a slurred version of "Kis-My-Me-Mine." Fujigaya hopes there aren't any paparazzi hanging around or that have followed them from the club, and wonders if trying to look more like a girl would make the situation better or worse.

Maybe both, he despairs as Kitayama drags them through a spin that is a hell of a lot more graceful on skates, giggling loudly.

The lights are out in Kitayama's apartment when they stumble through the door, Kitayama's mother no doubt already asleep. The door is barely shut before Kitayama slides arms around Fujigaya's waist and presses close against his back.

"Stay over," he coaxes in a poor, drunken impression of a whisper, and he's already dragging Fujigaya along to his room before Fujigaya can really answer. Fujigaya sighs and digs his phone out of his pocket to text his mother in case she's waiting up for him.

He feels guilty when he gets a mail back immediately from his mother which reads Don't cause Kitayama-san any trouble! But he forgets all about it when Kitayama takes the phone out of his hand and drops it on his desk before pushing Fujigaya down on his bed.

Alcohol really suits Kitayama, Fujigaya has always thought, and his breath catches as Kitayama stares down at him for a long moment, his cheeks flushed and his eyes liquid-dark. Kitayama smirks like he knows, then drops heavily on top of Fujigaya, warm and loose-limbed.

"You're heavy," Fujigaya snaps, still irritated, but Kitayama finds his mouth just then and silences him with a lazy kiss that tastes of triple sec and amaretto. The taste is far headier on Kitayama's tongue than when it had been in Fujigaya's glass, and when Fujigaya swallows he feels the burn of it down his throat, heat spreading out from everyplace Kitayama is rubbing against him to his fingers and toes.

It's only a minute of Kitayama's lazy, winding kisses before Fujigaya growls and shoves Kitayama onto his back, rolling on top of him and taking control, but Kitayama seems more than happy enough to give it up. He's pliant and willing as Fujigaya strips off their shirts and undoes their jeans, distracted by Fujigaya's navel piercing as though it's the first time he's ever seen it.

And if Fujigaya is a little rough, thinking of Kitayama pressed tight against club girls, Kitayama doesn't seem to mind that either, seems to enjoy it in fact, arching into Fujigaya's touch when he digs his fingers into Kitayama's flushed, smooth skin, when Fujigaya sucks bruises along Kitayama's collarbone. Kitayama muffles his noises against Fujigaya's hair, cheek, neck, making Fujigaya shudder every time Kitayama gasps his name or begs please please please.

When he collapses against Kitayama, shaking and dizzy, Fujigaya knows he should feel better, that he's thinking too hard on stupid things, but instead his release just makes him feel raw, and the fingers that Kitayama ambles through Fujigaya's hair just grate his nerves. He rolls over onto his back, off Kitayama, and wonders why he can't just be a happy drunk too.

It doesn't help; Kitayama just follows him, rolling over and flopping his head against Fujigaya's chest, scrunching until his neck is in a comfortable position. "Pointy~" he sighs.

"I know!" Fujigaya snaps, tired and working on a headache and at the end of his patience. "I'm not a girl and I don't have breasts and I'm pointy, okay?! Get off if you don't like it!"

Kitayama lifts his head to blink at Fujigaya, squinting in confusion against sleep-heavy eyelids.

"What are you talking about?" he asks. "Of course I like it."

Fujigaya chews on that for a few seconds. "What?"

"Stupid Taipi," Kitayama giggles, laying his head back down and getting comfortable again. "It's because you're different than all those club girls. Breasts are nice, but they all feel the same. Taipi is different, right? That's better."

By the time Fujigaya shakes off his surprise, Kitayama has already fallen back asleep, but he doesn't give any protest other than a sleepy hum when Fujigaya pulls his head up for another few lazy kisses that taste of triple sec and amaretto.

Comments

[bu-yao-ren.livejournal.com]

and that his cheek is exactly the height of most girls' breasts since platforms are back in.
Oh my god. I nearly died a tea-assisted death right there.

This, somehow, was incredibly cute. -goes to re-read-

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

kitayama = not a tall guy XD

thanks!

[bu-yao-ren.livejournal.com]

Yes |D

What cracked me up as well was the thought of Nika as emperor, and Yokoo on a dancefloor.

And I have the feeling that the way I imagine Taisuke comes from your characterization. :o

[xxlithiumflower.livejournal.com]

This fic has finally helped me figure out what Kitayama reminds me of! Imagine a slutty chipmunk with a beer bottle in its hand. (No, I will never get that image out of my head either.) I... mean it in a good way?

This was so oddly cute and your writing is as fantastic as ever and, and --

Nikaido would no doubt seize the position of Leader and begin his reign of terror and food thievery.

I, for one, welcome our new bedroomy-eyed, food-stealing overlord. *_*

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

I, for one, welcome our new bedroomy-eyed, food-stealing overlord. *_*
ROTFL. best comment ever!

Drunk Kitamitsu looks so pink-cheeked and cuddly! no wonder he always gets photographed with girls!

[silverrangel.livejournal.com]

...YES.

*goes to read*

[silverrangel.livejournal.com]

and that his cheek is exactly the height of most girls' breasts since platforms are back in.

Oh god I know I shouldn't laugh, but MAKING FUN OF MITSU'S HEIGHT AHAHAHAHAHA.

"You're going to get photographed again!" Fujigaya snaps, reaching out to snag Kitayama by the elbow and peel him away from the girl in the pink leather corset.

I have a feeling possessive!Taisuke is making a comeback.

but he thinks of the club girls with their bodies pressed up against Kitayama's and wraps a tight arm around Kitayama's waist rather than pushing him away.

aslfjdslkafsk he is so CUTE, even when he's trying to be badass and "back off girls he's MINE." FALSKFSALJFSADLJF;ALDFS!

Sure enough, as soon as the train is in motion, Kitayama mumbles, "Taipi is pointy, ne," against Fujigaya's collarbone, and then promptly starts snoring.


*DIES*

if only because then Nikaido would no doubt seize the position of Leader and begin his reign of terror and food thievery. Senga would probably cry too, Fujigaya consoles himself, and nobody wants that.


I think this sentence is as funny as it is because you know it's true. Nikaido was a scary little junior, after all.

After a second, though, he reaches out to catch Fujigaya's hand, swinging it between them and singing a slurred version of "Kis-My-Me-Mine." Fujigaya hopes there aren't any paparazzi hanging around or that have followed them from the club, and wonders if trying to look more like a girl would make the situation better or worse.

I had to take a second to stop reading, just so I could imagine this scenario in my head. Then I had to stop and take a breath, because I was laughing too much.

When he collapses against Kitayama, shaking and dizzy, Fujigaya knows he should feel better, that he's thinking too hard on stupid things, but instead his release just makes him feel raw, and the fingers that Kitayama ambles through Fujigaya's hair just grate his nerves. He rolls over onto his back, off Kitayama, and wonders why he can't just be a happy drunk too.

Aw, it figures that Taisuke would be a melancholy drunk, since he's so happy when he's sober anyway. BUT. :/

"It's because you're different than all those club girls. Breasts are nice, but they all feel the same. Taipi is different, right? That's better."

asd;lkfjdsalkfjslk I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. ♥ Like, there's tons of stuff from real life that's incorporated into it so that it's believable (of course Kitayama being a ladies' man isn't exactly a big secret, but). jfllasf I wish I could say more, it's just I was expecting this to be really lighthearted and cheeky like all your other Kisumai fics, but it was sweet and cute and a little sad. I liked it 'cause it's not just Kitayama and Fujigaya together as a couple, already, like in most others; it shows how they could've maybe gotten over the awkwardness and distance with each other, and it was awesome. AWESOME. ♥♥♥

P.S. Were there pictures of drunk!Kitayama leaking out that I never heard of? :O

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

awww, thank you!! this is such a nice, detailed comment! ♥

I do love possessive Taipi, i don't think that's a secret XD but also i don't think it hurts that Kitayama really puts on this air of "flaky leader ne~" when i don't really think he's half as much an airhead as all that, it's just a cute act.

Kitayama totally reads as a breast/leg to me, yes, but then again, he also reads as a probably not real picky guy either. I bet he's a guy who's into experimentation. And, during one of those batches of Kitayama with girls pictures, he looked totally sloshed in that one shot, and it was adorable. he just looked all sleepy and cuddly and also was wearing a yukata so asdglkjagdljalgjaga. I bet he's a kissing drunk.

Thanks. yeah, it did turn out a little sad, or at least not as lighthearted as usual. It's weird how sometimes that happens.

[silverrangel.livejournal.com]

I bet he's a kissing drunk. Oh my god, I could SO see that. :> And yeah, I think his whole cute act is just that, an act, since in real life he's a lot calmer and acts cool, which I find hilarious since he's like, a head shorter than everyone else. Um, idk, I make no sense. :/ Is he really the leader then? 'Cause I remember reading an article about how they don't have a leader, and everyone was like, "Well, I think it works out well even though we don't have a leader..." Or something like that.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

i just read that too, but i think it was a way older article that just recently got translated, if i'm thinking of the right one. Because Kitamitsu is definitely the leader these days, although Kisumai is like kat-tun in that they are all pretty strong individuals so it isn't the same as being Arashi or NewS's leader, for instance.

but he's also the way, way oldest, so except for Nikaido who is kind of like kouhai-fighting kitamitsu in the best way possible for the position of Leader, i think that's how everyone expected it to be.

also, at first, the members of both halves of the group had been shifted around so much they weren't expecting to be a long-term group, and then you don't really need a leader.

[silverrangel.livejournal.com]

I need to be more observant, I never picked up on that. 8D If anything, I always figured Fujigaya and Kitayama were the unofficial leaders, if only because Kitayama has that aura and Fujigaya yells at them during dance practice like an irate mother.

Oh my god, I hope that Kisumai lasts. I know they've only been a group for like, three years and all but they are so good together and they actually LIKE each other. D:

[procreational.livejournal.com]

Sure enough, as soon as the train is in motion, Kitayama mumbles, "Taipi is pointy, ne," against Fujigaya's collarbone, and then promptly starts snoring.

Fujigaya stews about that in silence the whole way until Kitayama's stop, and thinks about leaving him on the train and continuing onto his own stop. After a few minutes, though, Fujigaya discards the plan, if only because then Nikaido would no doubt seize the position of Leader and begin his reign of terror and food thievery. Senga would probably cry too, Fujigaya consoles himself, and nobody wants that.
did I just c/p a whole paragraph....yes, I think I did. :| The Kis-My-Ft2 hierarchy is so interesting. ajdgs so dead.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

i love Kisumai and their inner workings. the kitayama/nikaido battle for leadership always makes me smile.

thanks!

[coldsnap.livejournal.com]

Fujigaya is my favourite Junior, I think, and it's nice to see him getting some love, especially when it comes in this sort of package! It's the "That's better", though, that tugs on my heartstrings and made me fall a bit in love with this.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

he was the first member of Kisumai that i learned, and i have a huge soft spot for him. Thank you, I'm glad you liked it!

[harunomasu.livejournal.com]

so sweeeeetttt~~~ xD
no wonder hirosuke is my OTP ^^
thanks for sharing!

[uchikins.livejournal.com]

Hirosuke at its best ♥

[bethaviv.livejournal.com]

I get this picture of Kitayama with the silliest smile saying "pointy" (in Engrish of course) after reading this fic xD