Addicted v1
Lovemode Fanfic

He'd made the tea too strong again, Izumi reflected as he stared out the window at the hazy england rain. He always made it too strong. He just didn't have the knack for it that Takamiya had. Takamiya's tea was perfect every time. Not that he needed the tea to be perfect. It was fine the way it was. Like the slightly overcooked half-eaten breakfast still on the table. It was edible, and he didn't need it to be more than that.

It hadn't really come as a mind-numbing realization one morning. It was small things that added up over time that had brought it to his attention. Like how he really could wake up to an alarm clock when Takamiya was away. Or the one time his cellphone battery had died, preventing him from calling his older lover for driving directions, and he'd found that he really could find his way around London's streets without help. There was also the afternoon he'd gotten off work early, and come home to find Takamiya fast asleep. His body had gone through the motions of brewing the tea, and setting the table automatically. Which was when he'd realized that not only did he know how to brew tea, but he knew exactly where all the dishes and silverware was located.

Of course, the tea had been too strong then too. But, of course, Takamiya had insisted he'd liked it that way.

A small smile tugged at Izumi's lips at the memory, before he sipped from the too strong tea currently in his cup. What it all meant, added up together, was that he didn't need Takamiya to take care of him. It wasn't really shocking. He had taken care of himself before the other man had come into his life. There'd been his parents, of course, but his father lived in another city at that time anyway. His mother had cooked and cleaned when she was home, but she was away a fair amount herself - visiting his father mostly. He'd had school - and sometimes work - so he wasn't always free to go. That was why they lived apart to begin with - his schooling.

He'd known the bus and subways of Tokyo well enough to get wherever he needed to go. He had money from his work for take-out if he didn't want to cook. Phonecalls from his father were rare, though his mother called every few nights to check on him when she was away. He'd never felt neglected, even when they stopped celebrating holidays because his mother didn't feel right celebrating without his father. Even when birthdays became just another day in the year. Most of his friends' families were the same way. Holidays weren't as important now that they were older. Birthdays were celebrated with friends if at all.

He'd never once questioned if that was how it should be - or - rather - how he wanted it to be. Until Takamiya had made himself a fixture in his life. Slowly he'd been forced to reexamine his views on everything - including himself. Some changes were easy to adjust to. The fact that Takamiya would never let any holiday, let alone his birthday, go uncelebrated had been easy. It just seemed right to spend those days with him. Other changes were much harder. Even now he wasn't good at openly expressing the emotions that Takamiya was so free with. Most of the time he could only bring himself to give small, private confessions to his lover. How they were enough for him compared to the showering affections he gave in return was still a mystery to the younger man.

He couldn't begin to imagine life without Takamiya, though. Even if it was a reality he knew he'd eventually face. 'I'll be there to see you off in the end' - his promise to him, was as far as he could bring himself to think. Beyond that his mind simply drew a blank. As stubbornly refusing to imagine that reality as it had once stubbornly refused to consider his feelings for Takamiya. The only brief thought of life without his older lover had come before he'd first even admitted what was between them, when Aoe had told him to cut him out of his life. 'It would hurt too much.' Even now the words rang true.

He'd once refused to give up Tokyo for his father, but for Takamiya he'd given up Japan. Nor could he say he regretted it. Being with him made it worthwhile. "It'll be alot of trouble for me if you don't take responsibility for me for the rest of my life.' His lips twitched in amusement as he remembered those words. They weren't quite right. Weren't exactly true. He didn't need him to be responsible for him, or take care of him. He could make-do in the end, but...

His wandering thoughts were interrupted by the phone. He hastily picked it up. "Takamiya and Sakashita residence."

"You know, it's not technically your home, so I don't see why you always add your name in there. It's an awful lot to say in greeting."

Izumi set his teacup down with a scowl. "Aoe-san." He greeted. "Why are you calling so early?"

"I thought Takamiya would pick up - he was due in last night, wasn't he?"

"He was delayed with the publisher. His flight's due in this morning. I thought you were him calling."

Aoe snorted at that. "Why do you wait at the house instead of going to the airport?"

Izumi glowered at the phone. "It's none of your business."

"Let me guess, the one time you did go he kissed you in front of everyone or something equally embarrassing and completely Takamiya."

Izumi felt his face flush at the other man's all too accurate guess. "Why did you call the house instead of his cellphone?"

"I bet you punched him too." Aoe continued as if he hadn't been interrupted. "Created a scene."

"I didn't punch him." Izumi snapped irritably. "Are you going to leave a message?"

"So you can conveniently forget to give it to him?"

"That was one time - and it was accidental."

"I'd told you it was urgent."

"I wrote it down, is it my fault he didn't check his messages right away?" Well..he supposed in a way it was... "It obviously wasn't that urgent."

"Not as urgent as what you were doing instead?"

Izumi blushed again, cursing Aoe's accurate guesses. "Well, call back next time and..." He trailed off when a beeping sound let him know another call was coming through. "I've got another call - it's probably Takamiya. Gotta go. Call later."

"It's rude to just hang-"

Izumi hit the button to end Aoe's call with a smug smile, picking up the other line. "Takamiya and Sakashita residence." He greeted cheerily.

"Good morning." Takamiya greeted. "You sound happy."

"I just hung up on Aoe." Izumi told him, just as cheerily. He heard the sigh over the line. "It's not like he tries to be polite either."

"I know."

"Did you get your luggage already?" Izumi settled into one of the oversized chairs by the phone.

"I'm waiting for my car. You could have picked me up."

A smile tugged at his lips upon hearing the slight pout in his older lover's voice. Then a light blush colored his cheeks. "I don't think the airport personnel would appreciate us frenching in the gateway again."

"But it was so sweet when you actually kissed me back..."

Izumi blushed deeper, burying his face in his legs. He was usually embarrassed by Takamiya's public shows of affection. He'd surprised them both by returning the kiss. But one time of being politely asked by the airporst personnel to not block the off-boarding passengers had been humiliating enough. "Idiot." He berated the other man.

"My car's here. I'll be home soon. I love you."

"I..." As usual the words stuck in his throat. "...Can make some fresh tea. Drive safely." He told him instead before hanging up. He stared at the phone for several minutes, as if expecting it to ring again. When it didn't, he stood up to go clear the dishes and ready a pot for some fresh tea.

As he ditched the now cold food from the table he reflected on his thoughts from earlier that morning. Perhaps he didn't need Takamiya in his life, but he was addicted to having him there.

Salmon


I wrote this for the Lovemode LJ community a few years ago. I wrote 2 versions actually. I guess you could dub them the "Happy" version and the "Sad" version. I started with the Happy, and ended up writing and posting the Sad instead. I later posted both. And I'm sharing them here as well.