Until the Morning Comes

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Pairing: Akichi (?); well, it's Koichi and Akiyama ^_^
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters
Warnings: graphic sex scenes (again? Vacation has this effect on me, it seems...)
One-shot


Summary: A bit of foolish randomness. Aki uninvitedly "visits" Koichi after concert. And, of course, the inevitable happens. It's admittedly the average "chain-reaction of happenings under special circumstances and since the damage is already done, why don't we" story-line. But hey, there's nothing wrong with that, once in a while, is there?


Note: This one kind of came to me when I finally got to watching the Mirror encore. Generally I think that Aki doesn't get enough credit or love. I know he's out of the Jimusho and it just might be a bit silly, but to me he's still my favourite MA member. As it is, I can't even tag this one properly. I really hope the moderators will, otherwise I'll be scared that the fic will get lost in here. ^_^"  Love Episodes will continue very soon, but I can only write them as they come to me. ^_^"

Koichi groaned, as he rolled over, getting up from the floor without any drive.

“This had better be a fucking emergency,” he muttered irritably as he made his way to the door.

He cursed loudly as he tripped over his shoes and then finally opened the door.

“Yes?” he asked bitingly.

Akiyama blinked at him. “Ano…” He scratched his arm. “Hi,” he offered with a smile.

“What do you want?” Koichi inquired, sounding annoyed.

“Well, I… I wanted to… to ask about tomorrow’s choreo. You know, the audience thing,” Akiyama tried.

 

Koichi blinked at him, tilting his head slightly, then shaking it in resignation. “No, seriously, what is it?”

“Nothing much, sorry,” Akiyama admitted. “I just wanted company.”

“So you keep ringing here for 20 minutes?” Koichi bit at him.

Akiyama flinched. “Sorry,” he mumbled out. “Yaracchi kinda threw me out when I insisted I wanted to chat. As for Shin-chan and Yonehana… they’re both still out,” the boy explained.

Koichi looked at the other for another moment, then stepped aside, leaving the door open.

“Fine,” he sighed, “come on, then. But no chatting,” he declared. “How come you’re still so energetic? We had two shows today.”

 

“Don’t know,” Akiyama shrugged. “Why are you always more energetic during the second show? I guess it’s a personal rhythm thing. I always get vivid once I’m done working.”

“Well, I want to sleep once I’m done working,” Koichi told him, flopping back down onto his already set-up futon.

“Right,” Akiyama sighed out, sitting down on the floor and looking a bit helpless.

“What more?” Koichi asked exasperatedly.

 

“Nothing,” Akiyama assured him.

“Aki,” Koichi spat at him, “if you make me ask you everything twice it’ll only take longer and annoy me more. So just say it already.”

“No,” Akiyama insisted. “You’re gonna yell at me,” he said warily.

“Fine,” Koichi scoffed. “This will be my third time asking you. And believe me, if I don’t get an answer now, THAT’S when I’ll yell at you,” he explained, his voice already gaining volume.

“Okay, okay, okay, okay,” Akiyama muttered quickly, moving his hands defensively. “Ano… you wouldn’t happen to have… something to eat? I can’t go back and my wallet…” he explained, obviously embarrassed.

Koichi sat back up to look at him. He pointed out the room and Akiyama actually followed the gesture, before he heard Koichi’s icy voice.

“There’s the door,” the KinKi Kid told him. “Make sure to pull it closed when you leave.”

Akiyama moaned desperately. “I’m sorry,” Akiyama whined. “I haven’t eaten since lunch.”

 

Koichi just made a dismissive sound, flopping onto his futon again. Not daring to speak up again Akiyama just kept sitting there. He decided that he would not move until Koichi explicitly told him to leave. Well, until he told him to leave again. Koichi was a heated character, after all, but he also calmed again easily. A longer silence followed, in which neither of them said anything, or even moved a lot. Akiyama felt his feet going numb from sitting in an awkward position, but dared not shift too much. He didn’t really know how long they had been arranged like that, but he felt that it was long enough to guess that Koichi had actually accepted his presence and he didn’t want to ruin that. His hands kept twitching nervously, but other than that he just kept still, letting Koichi have his rest.

 

“There’s a bento in the fridge,” Koichi finally stated.

The silence had been so deep, the voice started Akiyama a bit. But as he processed and understood the meaning, he smiled thankfully and, as silently as possible, got up to move to the little box that stood near the door. There was a small bento inside, which Akiyama grabbed eagerly, looking around for chop sticks. He bit his lip, but knew it was out of the question to ask Koichi about it.

It seemed, though, that Koichi had guessed he’d have trouble, as his voice sounded again, declaring, “Side board.”

 

Akiyama blinked for a second, then checked the small side board in the fridge and found a pair of fresh chop sticks at the bottom. He smiled again, taking the item out. Making sure to find a more comfortable position on the floor, he started to eat. There was silence again. Once Akiyama was done eating he placed the bento with the chop sticks on top on the small table next to him. He bit his lip, pondering what to do. He dreaded addressing Koichi again, who might well be asleep already. He sighed, slumping back against the wall. He looked at the ceiling for a while, trying to find something appealing to it that might distract him enough to kill at least one or two hours. Then he could go and check whether Yonehana and Shingo were back. His fingers kept drumming against his knee. He felt edgy and didn’t really know what to do about it. His gaze fell upon the fridge again. With another sigh he shifted slightly and opened it again. What he found was not outstanding, but it could help to keep him occupied – or assimilate him into Koichi’s mood. Several small bottles that contained Vodka and other brands. Akiyama shrugged to himself, taking a bottle out. The next day they only had night performance, so it should be fine, he decided, as he drowned it in one gulp.

 

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“Nh,” Koichi made, shifting slightly on the floor. He felt disturbed somehow. Like there was something, or someone in his room. He knit his brows. Was that a rustling sound?

 

Right, Aki. Damn, why can’t he just be a bit easier to handle, then he wouldn’t get himself into such situations and I could have my rest…

 

With a start Koichi sat up, flinching strongly at a loud clashing sound.

“What the fuck?!” he demanded, turning around to yell at Akiyama for making so much noise.

However, as he took the other’s form in, he blinked. Akiyama was lying halfway on the floor, trying to keep his balance, and giggling helplessly.

“What are you doing there?” Koichi demanded, getting up and walking towards the other.

That was when he noticed the empty bottles on the floor.

 

“Ooooohhhhhhhh,” Akiyama dragged out. “Koichi’s awake,” he declared happily. “Hi, Kou-chan,” he giggled, waving stupidly at the other.

Koichi squeezed his eyes shut in desperation. “What on earth do you think you’re doing?” he asked through pressed lips.

“I’m entertaining myself so you can sleep,” Akiyama explained.

“Of course,” Koichi sighed, rolling his eyes. “But with you making so much noise I really can’t sleep,” he told the other.

Koichi grabbed Akiyama and with a seemingly superhuman strength pulled him up from the floor and managed to drag him to the futon. He told himself that the other boy was really tall and heavy and that’s why he finally slipped from his grasp to fall back onto the floor rather ungraciously, but in the back of his head he felt a tinge of satisfaction at the view.

“Oooww,” Akiyama complained lazily.

Koichi just scoffed as he sat down next to his colleague, watching him warily.

Akiyama pulled up onto his elbows and sat back up.

“Kou-chan,” he muttered out.

 

He was about to lose his balance again and grabbed onto Koichi’s shoulder for support. The smaller boy resisted the urge to shake the offending hand off and have the other slop down again. He regretted his decision when Akiyama shifted more weight onto him, leaning on him to pull himself up a bit more.

“Kou-chan,” Akiyama repeated. “I’m sorry,” he said, actually sounding guilty. “Really, I… I just burst in here, bother you, eat your food,…”

Koichi sighed. “Drink my alcohol,” he added teasingly. “You know that I’ll have to pay for that, right?”

 

“Sorry,” Akiyama said again and while he still sounded sincere Koichi wondered for a second whether maybe that was the only word he could produce coherently in his current state.

“Can’t be helped now,” Koichi mumbled. “But you owe me,” he told the other.

Akiyama’s head fell onto his shoulder and Koichi thought the other had fallen asleep, but then he realised that Akiyama actually tried to nod.

“I’ll pay you back,” he declared determinedly.

Koichi felt yet more pressure against his body and finally gave way as the other seemed to push at him insistently.

 

“Close your eyes,” Akiyama stated simply and Koichi, tired and totally clueless simply did without question.

The second he felt his lips being nipped, his eyes flew back open instantly. He pushed at the other who had bent down over him, but found that Akiyama didn’t really move at his force. He couldn’t help wondering yet again how he had moved the other to the futon in the first place. Akiyama unceremoniously pressed their lips together again, only releasing Koichi when he slapped against his arm hard.

“What are you doing?!” Koichi demanded.

“I… I’m sorry,” Akiyama said yet again. “I made you feel uncomfortable, so now I’m gonna make you feel good,” he decided.

Koichi stared at him. “WHAT?!?!?!”

“Sssshhhhhhh, Kou-chan,” the taller boy tried to soothe him, cupping his face softly and strangely Koichi found the gesture slightly appealing.

 

Not that fact, but his being surprised about it so much had Koichi remain still instead of slapping the caressing hand away. Akiyama smiled down at him, before he bent down again to plant another kiss on the smaller boy’s lips. Koichi flinched slightly at the contact, but did not move away. His eyes were still open and staring at the other in confusion and wonder. Akiyama released his lips again.

“It’s more fun with both parties participating, you know,” he said lowly and Koichi thought he actually heard a seductive tone in the other’s voice.

 

“B-but…” Koichi stuttered out, trying to clear his head. “I’m not gay,” he stated firmly.

“Neither am I,” the taller boy declared.

“So, why are you doing this again?” Koichi asked.

Akiyama sighed. “Kou-chan, don’t make things so complicated. Can’t you simply enjoy a good thing when it’s offered to you? There is more than just black and white, you know.”

“I don’t really need any more than that,” Koichi told him.

“Oh?” Akiyama made, raising a curious brow. “Didn’t you tell me you made out with Tsuyoshi?”

 

Koichi gaped at him, blushing at the memory. “That was… once. And it was ages ago. We were only 16. That doesn’t count. We were just kids and curious and…”

“But it didn’t really feel bad, did it?” Akiyama insisted. “You told me. You said you were surprised that it was actually nice.”

“Well, I was young,” Koichi defended himself. “And just being touched was… nice,” he finished, looking away, embarrassed.

“Being touched always feels nice – if you’ll let it,” Akiyama told him.

Koichi looked at him sceptically.

 

“Look,” Akiyama smiled at him and Koichi thought he seemed rather sobered out already, but the thought got lost as the other continued, “I’m not asking you for anything. I’m offering you a little pleasure. Relax,” he suggested, nipping Koichi’s lips lightly again. “Forget about the stupid gay thing and just enjoy being touched, having someone close… There is pleasure in that.”

He kissed Koichi again and while the smaller boy still did not actually participate, Akiyama felt his lips more plush against his own.

 

“Close your eyes,” he instructed again and again Koichi complied. “Stop thinking,” Akiyama whispered against his lips. “Just feel. Let go, I’ll guide you. I promise I won’t take anything from you, I won’t request anything and if you want me to, I’ll stop. But let me try and make you feel good.”

“Aki…” Koichi mumbled out unevenly, but then his lips were sealed again and he decided that since he was being kissed and he couldn’t exactly do anything about it (and he doubted that Akiyama would actually indeed stop) he could at least try and enjoy it. So he let his lips part very slightly and nipped at the others’ hesitantly. He felt the pair curve into a smile before they pecked against his own again. And again. Soft. Warm. Plush. Koichi had to admit that it did indeed feel nice. He relaxed a bit more, tilting his head slightly to angle them better and Akiyama instantly caught onto this sign of consent and kissed him a bit more demandingly.

 

Koichi sighed, still feeling a bit uneasy about actually liking any of this, but complied anyway, letting Akiyama change the angle, nip and even lick lightly at his lips, leaving the lead to the taller boy and letting himself be consumed by the sensations. He wasn’t sure when he had agreed to frenching, but he must have somehow since they were entangled in a heated lip lock, with tongues and saliva and all. And it was nice. Koichi hesitantly snaked his arms around the taller form above him, seeking more contact.

 

It was nice to be close. And Akiyama was warm and his hands were smooth and his hair (when had he moved his hands again?) surprisingly soft. He actually had to try hard to swallow a moan when his lips were suddenly released. The smaller boy blinked up at Akiyama, who just grinned down at him, before moving forward again, nudging his face to the side. Koichi’s look of confusion turned to one of utter shock when he felt soft and slightly swollen lips nip at his neck.

“Aki,” he said, licking his own lips, “I don’t know if that’s…”

“Ssssshhhhh,” Akiyama shushed him again and his breath tickled Koichi’s skin pleasurably. “I said I won’t ask for anything in return,” he assured the other. “Just relax and enjoy what I give you.”

 

“J-just…” Koichi tried again, but then bit his lip against another sound as the other brushed the outline of his left ear. “No fair,” Koichi complained breathlessly. “You can’t use that. Ah…” He gripped at the other again, shifting slightly on the floor.

Akiyama kept teasing his ear a bit more (to make sure he would silence any kind of complaint, Koichi was sure) before he turned his attention back on the neck, licking and nipping, sucking and biting softly.

“Don’t leave a mark,” Koichi warned half-heartedly, at the same time offering more flesh to the other that he could attend to.

 

He knew he absolutely enjoyed it too much, especially considering that he was the sober one of them, but he decided to just say hell with it. He was being offered a good making out session and why spoil such a nice thing? Thus, when Akiyama felt for his shirt and started to open the buttons with deft fingers he showed no resistance anymore. The shirt did not come off completely, but Akiyama let his hands roam over his chest, feeling it up and down, smoothing up his sides lightly, which made Koichi giggle a bit. That got him some attention from the taller boy and they looked at each other and to Koichi it felt almost unreal how comfortable he was. With a smile on his face he moved up slightly to brush their lips together and Akiyama immediately complied, kissing him thoroughly again. Koichi sighed happily, his own hands starting to roam over the other’s back. Then he pulled at the shirt, wanting it off. Akiyama stopped kissing him to look at him and Koichi nodded.

 

“I… you’re so nicely warm,” Koichi said. “And the shirt is… in the way…”

Akiyama just smiled, moving away a bit to remove his own shirt, before resting his chest on Koichi’s again.

“Better?” the taller boy asked, rubbing against the other teasingly.

 Koichi simply nodded, a sigh escaping his lips. He wanted to kiss the other again, but then Akiyama broke out of his loose grip to move his body down a bit, nipping at Koichi’s collarbones. Koichi let him caress the sensitive spot, moving his hand into Akiyama’s hair again, shifting him slightly this way or that to show him where he wanted to be touched – and just as promised Akiyama complied with his every wish, trying to please him as best he could. And Koichi mused he must have wanted to be pleased thoroughly as somehow he’d had Akiyama move down to his nipples, attending to them lovingly. As he pushed further down he met resistance and frowned down at the other.

 

“Just…” Akiyama licked his lips, “do you want me to suck?” he asked nervously. “Because… I wonder if I can actually do that.”

Koichi looked at the apologetic look the taller boy gave him and smiled. “Nothing you don’t want to give,” he said softly.

Akiyama smiled back and moved up to kiss him in thanks. Koichi let him for a while, setting a new mood, before pulling back.

“But then, what will you give me?” he asked, knowing it should definitely be off to be so eager, but deciding that at a certain point of arousal he would just want to get more.

“I could pull it,” Akiyama offered. “That would be okay.”

Koichi simply nodded at him as he loosened his belt and opened his pants, which were already restraining him more than he had thought. Deciding that they would totally be in the way he simply slid them off altogether, which actually startled Akiyama.

“What?” Koichi asked warily. “Too much?”

 

“No, no,” the taller boy waved him off. “So long as you’re comfortable.”

Koichi nodded, lying back down. “Ne,” he said softly, pulling the other close to peck his lips lightly. “Want me to pull you too?”

Akiyama’s eyes widened at that. “You… really don’t have to. I said I wouldn’t ask for anything.”

“I know,” Koichi nodded. “That’s why I’m offering.”

“But I’m paying you back,” Akiyama reminded him.

 

“You have already given me pleasure for more than a hundred miserable nights,” Koichi told him. “And I think it’s nicer to share pleasure instead of just taking it.” When Akiyama just kept looking at him, he urged, “Well?”

Finally the other nodded, pulling off his pants too.

“Omg, you’re hard,” Koichi gasped, looking bluntly at the other’s cock.

“So?” Akiyama asked, blushing helplessly.

“No, sorry,” Koichi waved him off. “I just… I mean… so, you liked doing that to me?”

Akiyama blinked at him. Then he smiled softly. “I guess so,” he admitted. “Your skin is very soft,” he told Koichi, “and you’re nicely warm and your hands feel good when they touch me and you smell nice and I like when you shift against me…”

 

Again, it should definitely be awkward. Maybe it even was, but at the same time Koichi felt flushed with the compliments raining down on him and he really wanted to be touched by this guy who appreciated him so. So, instead of shaking his head clear again, he smiled at the other, pulling him close. They lay down side by side, hands roaming freely over newly exposed skin as they initiated another kiss. Feeling no hurry whatsoever they enjoyed their little session like that, before lazily moving their hands further down, still stroking soft and heated skin. Koichi jumped a bit when his cock was grasped firmly. He bit his lip against a moan as he set his own hand on Akiyama’s dick. The feeling was new, the sensation a bit strange, but again not unpleasant, so he started to pump the other carefully. He felt the hand on his own cock move too and finally couldn’t hold it all in anymore and released a pleasure-filled moan.

 

“Koichi,” Akiyama breathed and Koichi looked at him, never stopping his movements. “Show me what you like,” the taller boy requested and Koichi moved his hand away from the other and placed it over Akiyama’s hand that was stroking him, guiding a little, giving a short basic instruction on what he liked. After a while Akiyama grabbed his hand and placed it on his own dick again, doing the same for Koichi. They smiled at each other, foreheads touching, as they kept working each other to completion. Koichi closed his eyes as he felt his body flushed with heat.

 

“Ngh,” he sighed out. “Aki, I’m close.”

The other nodded against him, pulling Koichi’s hand away from his crotch to let him concentrate on the sensation. The smaller boy did just that, bucking into the other’s hand.

“A bit tighter,” he sighed out. “And faster.”

Akiyama did as instructed, applying more pressure, pulling quickly. He pressed a few light kisses against Koichi’s nipples and felt the other shudder helplessly as his release washed over him. The taller boy smiled gently as he saw the sticky mess Koichi had left on his hand and his own stomach.

“Again, you don’t have to,” Akiyama said gently once Koichi shifted into a more upright position again, “but… will you finish me too?”

“Of course,” Koichi said, already grasping for his cock again. “It would be cruel to leave you like this. Just tell me when you come.”

 

Akiyama just nodded absentmindedly as Koichi was already pulling him again. He moaned, rolling his hips up.

“Good,” the taller boy sighed and Koichi felt flushed as he looked at the other.

Soon the hand on Akiyama sped up and concentrated on pleasuring the head. The taller boy sighed again, as he drove up more demandingly.

“Oh god, yeah… more,” Akiyama sighed.

Koichi bit his lip, trying to pull yet a bit harder. “Like that?”

Akiyama just nodded, gripping the sheet under him. “Oh, oh… I’m close. More, please.”

 

The smaller boy kept his rhythm up and let the other add whatever pattern he enjoyed. Soon he could feel Akiyama starting to shake in anticipation. Deciding that he wanted to give him that final throw, he grabbed the other’s balls with his free hand, stroking them softly. And that did it. Akiyama yelped a bit in surprise and spasmed his release, coating Koichi’s hand with sticky substance. He sighed satedly. Koichi looked at him in amazement and, deciding that the damage was done anyway and just a bit more could definitely not hurt, he bent down to kiss Akiyama again eagerly. He found the other answering happily and so they entangled in yet another long kiss that grew slower and softer as it went. When they had finally come to merely nip at each other again, Koichi sighed happily.

 

“I might still regret this in the morning,” he declared, “so I’m gonna tell you now that this was really nice. Really.”

“I don’t know about tomorrow,” Akiyama admitted, “but what’s there to regret? We had some fun together and that’s all there is to it. I enjoyed it a lot and I guess I’ll happily remember it.”

Koichi nodded, smiling.

They decided that waking up naked together might actually be embarrassing, so after getting cleaned they put their clothes back on and settled on the futon together.

“Is this alright?” Akiyama asked warily as he felt Koichi move close.

“It’s a one-night-thing,” Koichi told him, “and the night is not over yet. We’ll get all straight again in the morning. But right now, let me enjoy the afterglow of this.”

Akiyama smiled and pulled the smaller boy close. They exchanged a few more light caresses, intent to memorize the feeling and then settled down to finally get some sleep.

 

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“Really, Koich
i, I’m sorry,” Yara said for the umpteenth time. “If I had known he’d bother you like this…”

“Yeah, whatever,” Koichi waved him off. “Just make sure it doesn’t happen again. Akiyama is hard to handle when drunk and I hardly slept all night.”

“Next time I’ll just lock him into the bathroom,” Yara decided.

“Oi!” Akiyama complained. “Ne, Koichi,” he addressed his friend. “Stop being so unfair. Tell him we had fun last night.”

 

Koichi smiled at him. “We certainly did,” he admitted. “But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re a poor drunk and I’m totally overly tired.”

“I’ll make it up to you,” Akiyama declared.

Koichi blinked at him in wonder.

“I’ll buy you a coffee,” the taller boy offered smiling.

“Buy me lunch too and we have a deal,” Koichi told him.

Akiyama nodded frantically and Koichi laughed at that.

 

“Really,” Yara whispered to Shingo, “it’s quite unusual, don’t you think?”

“What is?” Shingo asked, blinking.

“Usually Koichi’s totally cranky when he didn’t sleep. But today he’s all cheery.”

Shingo shrugged. “Maybe Aki bedded him last night?” he suggested.

Yara stared at him in disbelief. “WHAT?!?!?!”

Shingo laughed. “Come on, I’m kidding,” he said, waving the other off. “Most likely Koichi’s just posing, saying that it was all that awful so he can get free lunch.”

“You think he’d do that?” Yara mused.

“Sure thing,” Shingo nodded. “Just watch, I bet he’ll drag Aki into the most expensive restaurant in the district.”

“Poor guy,” Yara said, shaking his head. “Maybe we should treat him on dinner?”

“You do,” Shingo suggested. “You kicked him out, after all.”

“Yeah, fine,” Yara sighed. “At least they seem okay in concerns of dynamics. Looks like we’re gonna have a good show tonight.”

“Aki,” Koichi suddenly called out. “Stop doing that.”

 

As the other two MA members turned around, they found Akiyama hugging Koichi fiercely trying to peck him on the cheek. Yara sighed, peeling the insistent boy off Koichi.

“Aki-chan’s never ending love for our little Prince. Go, get us a cab instead of fooling around.”

“Yes, sir,” Akiyama grinned and was already out the door.

“Sorry,” Yara said to Koichi.

 

Koichi laughed heartily, though. “Forget it. I assure you, I absolutely enjoy being adored.”

“Okay,” Yara mused. “So, shall we jump you too?”

“If you do, you will sleep on the street tonight,” Koichi warned them.

“Aw,” Shingo pouted, making a face. “Kou-chan loves only Aki.”

“Shut up,” Koichi said playfully. “And if I did, it’s my right as the Prince, isn’t it?”

“Most certainly, your highness,” Shingo said, bowing slightly. “Shall we go, then, your majesty?”

“Yup, let’s,” Koichi said determinedly, and the group set out for their day’s rehearsal.

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That's all for now. ^_^  *sighs*  I wonder if anyone will actually care to read this. ^_^"  But I simply adore Akiyama, so I wrote this as a kind of tribute. And I still hope I'll see him on stage again, if not as a JE member. Love Episodes tbc soon. ^_^