Here's the new multi-chapter I've been hinting at, where we begin with Tenimyu and go right through Takumi-kun. This involves real people, most of whom I know NOTHING about, so don't read if that offends you and please don't expect accuracy. Timeline will also be extremely fuzzy, partly out of ignorance and partly to suit my story needs.
This is a DaiMao story, but there will be other characters, er, involved. Angst as usual, badbadtouch, hurt/comfort, Mao is pedo-bait. As always, Tomo is snarky, because it pleases me.
"Hatsukoi" means "first love." Update schedule will depend on how fast the writing goes, so no promises! But I'm dedicated - the story will get done. Ready? Okay.
HATSUKOI
Chapter 1
Aniki,
I told you I'd email every day, see? I miss you and Touchan and Kaachan already, but I'm fine, really. It's already interesting, and it's only been one day.
We haven't started rehearsals yet, really. We were told to take the day, between fittings and table reads, to get to know each other. I'll tell you a little about my teammates. You might want to save this email to refer back to. Do you still save all my mails? You have such a brother-complex.
My Golden Pair partner, Oishi, is being played by Toyoda Yuya. He's really friendly and promises to look after me. He's three years older but a lot of fun. He joked that I could call him "Aibou" but Masuda-san (our minder) says that could start rumors. Yuya is really kind and I think he'll be a good friend.
Fuji Shusuke is being played by Furukawa Yuuta. He's four years older, also nice, but quiet like his character. He says he prefers to listen rather than talk. He's really handsome and the girls are going to go nuts over him, I hope he doesn't mind.
Inui Sadaharu is played by Takahashi Yuuta; we call him Taka to avoid confusion, since we have a Yuuta already. He's kind of intense but goofy too; he got Masuda-san with a whoopie cushion and kept a straight face while we laughed. He seems to be getting in character, wearing his glasses a lot. He seems smart and told me to tell him if I need homework help. He's seven years older, by the way.
Kawamura Takashi is played by Ogasawara Hiroaki, or Hiro-san. He's nine years older, which seems like a lot. I haven't gotten much of an impression of him yet. I think he's concentrating a lot.
Momoshiro Takeshi, played by Makita Tetsuya. He's seven years older, and I don't think he's too keen on making friends, he mostly just talks to Hiro-san. Well, I can't make friends with everyone, right? He did call me cute. Blech, you know how I feel about that. :(
Kaidou Kaoru, the tough guy, is being played by Yanagishita Tomo, three years older. He's interesting. He has a very sweet look but he rolls his eyes a lot and has a dry, sarcastic sense of humor. I can't tell yet if we'll get along. He's got everyone calling me "MaoMao," and one other thing...
Our youngest, and star, Echizen Ryoma, is Sakamoto Shogo, he's two years younger. He's a lot more humble than his character, but seems confident and comfortable, much more than I'd be. The others and the crew are referring to us as "the babies." Shogo will be doing tutoring with me, so I hope we get along.
Finally, Watanabe Daisuke is our captain, Tezuka Kunimitsu, nine years my senior and our senpai. It's funny, sometimes he's really serious like Tezuka, and the next he's doing funny poses. (He likes to imitate Beat Takeshi-san.) He looks like a movie star, really handsome, and reminds me of you. He says he'll be looking after all of us, and he actually pulled me aside and said if anyone bothers me to tell him right away. I don't know why he's worried, everyone seems so nice.
And that's what I know about the 4th generation Seigaku! I, of course, am Kikumaru Eiji, the oddball acrobat. I hope I make everyone proud, especially you guys. Talk to you soon!
- Kyou-chan
daimaodaimao
Kyousuke was a patient 16-year-old, thankfully, because after accepting the role in Tenimyu, it seemed life was all meetings. Here they were in one, after a table read that their director Ryokyou-san seemed pleased with. Kyousuke looked around at his castmates. Tomo had pulled his bandana over his eyes, Taka was in character and studying a notebook. Yuya, next to him, patted his arm, and Daisuke gave him a reassuring smile, having sensed the kid was uncertain about his performance.
"Okay," Masuda called them to order, "let's go over and rehash a few things. First, I'm depending on all of you to behave like good citizens here and on the road. I don't want complaints or calls from police. Even those of you who are of age, no drinking, no clubbing. If you want to leave the hotel, you need my permission, and no going off alone. You'll be busy, so I expect you to eat properly and get as much rest as you need each night. No getting sick either."
Tomo fake-sneezed.
"No diva behavior, and no fighting amongst yourselves. We're glad to have you all, but you're replaceable. I doubt I need to say this, but you're expected to attend all your scheduled lessons and give one hundred and ten percent."
Taka squinted. "According to my calculations, not mathematically possible."
"Funny. If you need extra help, ask, no matter what it's for. Family can visit, but give us notice first. Shogo and Mao-kun, we and Daisuke-san have spoken to your parents and will be giving them reports. I know it's hard being away from home, but please think of us as family."
Shogo shrugged and smiled prettily. Yuya squeezed Kyousuke's shoulder. "We're here for you, babies," Yuuta said.
"I don't babysit. Ow." Daisuke had shoved Tomo. "I'm reporting that."
"Roommate assignments for the hotels are subject to change, but for now stay as follows. Tomo and Watanabe. Makita and Ogasawara. Mao-kun and Yuya. Shogo and Yuuta. Taka, you'll be with one of the Higa team, Aramaki Yoshihiko."
"Don't worry, guys. I'll take notes on the enemy."
"Everywhere we go together, we use the buddy system and do head counts. Please don't blow your per diems on junk food, the caterer has asked me to tell you. What little time you have off needs to be approved by me, and if I say a guard needs to be with you, no arguing. Mao-kun and Shogo, you two stay indoors or within sight of at least one person in this room or the tutor. I had to swear on my unborn children to your parents you'd be watched, and Mao-kun, your brother..."
"Whatever Aniki threatened, I apologize," Kyousuke groaned.
"Make sure he hears from you every day, or he'll have my head and I'd like to keep it."
Yuya smiled. "Cute."
"On that note, babies, I'd like you to leave the room briefly and wait in the corridor for me to get you."
Shogo pouted. He was a cute boy, used to getting what he wanted. "No fair. We can handle whatever you - "
"Nope. Out."
They obeyed, and Kyousuke, at least, did so without argument. Masuda sighed when the door was shut.
"I'll get right to the point. We consider looks when casting, which is why you're all handsome - "
"Flattered but not interested, thanks," Tomo said flatly.
"I heard he's with the guy he did that BL movie with," Makita whispered to Ogasawara.
"I don't put out for everyone who gropes me," Tomo said coolly.
Masuda cleared his throat. "I need your help, all of you. We've been cursed or blessed with unusually pretty cast babies, and they're at an age when hormones lead to experimentation. I don't mean to suggest any of you would touch them, but I've been asked to remind you. Mao and Shogo are underage, please remember that."
Daisuke spoke up. "Also, they'll be getting a lot of attention from the audience. We have to make sure they don't sneak girls in the hotel, or see any of us doing so."
"MaoMao especially," Tomo added dryly. "From the looks of him, he's as innocent as a toddler. Shogo may be younger, but this is MaoMao's first time away from home and people look at him like they want to swallow him."
Yuya frowned. "Yeah, Shogo at least laughs it off when he's being checked out, but I don't think MaoMao has ever looked in a mirror."
Ogasawara scribbled a note and showed it to Makita. I'd like to fuck him in front of a mirror.
"I've made sure they both know," Daisuke was saying, "to come to me if anyone bothers either of them. But we all need to keep an eye out. We'll be working with some different crew in each venue, mostly male."
Masuda nodded.
"We haven't had problems before," Ryokyou, the director, volunteered, "but I want to keep it that way."
"Question, are they allowed to fuck each other?"
Daisuke smacked Tomo's head sharply.
daimaodaimao
"Can you hear anything?"
"Not really. At home I use a glass. Am I too heavy for you?"
"No," Kyousuke said, though the boy leaning over his back against the door was a little heavier than himself. "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this."
"It's not fair to keep secrets just because we're younger," Shogo reasoned.
"What do you think it's about?"
"Probably orders not to share porn or groupies with us."
Kyousuke blinked. Shogo was definitely the more worldly of the two of them, but then, he'd been acting since he learned to walk.
"Share groupies? Like...share a girl? But what girl would...I mean...with more than one guy?"
"Lots of them, trust me. Even the moms do it. I've had 40-year-old women and 12-year-old girls offer themselves to me, just because I'm an actor."
The older boy blinked again. "Is that what Buchou meant? He seemed to be saying people might bother me."
"Oh, yeah," Shogo said casually, "and not just girls, men too. You know what homosexuality is, right?"
"Of course!"
"You just look like you've never even masturbated." Straining to hear now, the boy didn't register Kyousuke's gaping mouth and blush. "I think I heard 'toddler.' Jeez, we're not real babies."
"Shogo? What should I do if...someone...um..."
"Makes a pass at you? If you're not interested, say no thanks. If it goes badly, scream, kick, whatever you have to. If you like the person, you'll have to keep it secret, but experiment."
"...do you?"
"Just kissing sometimes. Not many will risk doing more with jailbait. A designer guy touched my crotch once, but he stopped when I said I'd tell. Don't be scared, MaoMao. Buchou has barely taken his eyes off you, you'll be safe."
For reasons he didn't know, Kyousuke's faint blush returned. "He's nice."
"If you ask me, I think he likes - "
The door suddenly opened, and the crouching teenagers tumbled into the conference room, sprawled over each other and trying to look innocent. Daisuke thought the way Kyousuke bit his lip was adorable. He had felt oddly drawn to the boy since their introduction, telling himself it was because Kyousuke, of all of them, needed protection the most. Subconsciously, he was trying to think of the kid as a painting - nice to look at. No more.
The actors gathered around to see the mess of tangled limbs, and several of them briefly entertained a dirty thought. Of course, Tomo was the one to voice it.
"See? Maybe they are fucking."
"Shut up, Tomo," Daisuke warned as he gave Kyousuke a hand up, and Yuya did so for Shogo. "You okay, Mao-kun?"
"Hai. Um, I'm sorry, Masuda-san, Ryokyou-sensei."
"At least you feel some remorse. Shogo-kun, your spying skills need work," the director quipped.
The youngest grinned. "Mada mada da ne."
daimaodaimao
As the first few days of rehearsals passed, Kyousuke began to get used to the hotel, the new faces, the blur of lessons and run-throughs and costume fittings. The Seigaku team wore their blue and white jackets proudly, even over their regular clothes. Their opposing team did too, though the two groups didn't see each other except on stage. Tomo refused to learn any of their opponents' names and soon had everyone referring to them by numbers. The snarky boy was briefly in an even fouler mood because a handsome young man named Kato Keisuke visited him, and they were caught kissing. Yuya told Kyousuke the two had done a BL movie together, and rumors said there might be sequels.
Kyousuke wasn't sure that was a good idea. He asked Tomo politely if he was going to reprise his role, and Tomo told the boy he should try for the part, and was whapped by Daisuke for saying he was "tired of being a fucking uke, ow, Dai-chan, what's your problem?"
"Watch your language around the kids, or I'm telling your mother on you."
"You're not a real captain, Dai-chan. You'd make a good Gii, though, you should audition. Of course, you might have to grope MaoMao."
Daisuke glanced seriously at Kyousuke. "Go be snarky elsewhere, Tomo."
"I just - "
"GO." Once they were alone, Daisuke looked with concern at the clearly-embarrassed Kyousuke. "You all right?"
"Yes," Kyousuke said quickly, trying to seem adult when he appeared nothing but young. "Um, I guess Tomo-san takes getting used to. You seem to know him better."
"His secret boyfriend is a friend. Tomo doesn't mean any harm, he just doesn't have much of a mental filter. If he upsets you and you don't want to smack him, just tell me."
"I'll be fine, Buchou. Um, I hope my brother didn't say anything weird or mean to you when you talked to my family."
Nothing I can't see for myself, that you're pedo-bait and oblivious and need to be watched like a hawk. And that you've never dated because no girl wants a guy prettier than her, and I'm expected to return you in un-molested and like-new condition. Unless you have zero interest in experimenting, I don't know how I'm going to do that, since your rommmate and three-quarters of everyone here is drooling over you, and I need to stop wondering what you look like without your clothes.
"Are you okay, Buchou?"
"Yeah, sorry. I get lost in my thoughts sometimes."
"Were you thinking about your character? Is that why you're wearing the glasses?"
Daisuke smiled and adjusted them. "I should find it easy, I always seem to get cast as humorless, serious grumps."
"I wonder why. You don't seem like that most of the time."
"Yeah. I hope you have a high tolerance for senpais who giggle and joke a lot."
The teenager smiled, a disarmingly beautiful sight. "I hope you don't mind a kouhai who's a bit quiet."
"No worries. I love being around cuteness."
Kyousuke looked down and shuffled his feet. Threats from a big brother or no, Daisuke resolved that nothing bad would happen to this angelic boy on his watch.
daimaodaimao
"Can I have a break?"
Yuka-sensei, a tall and pretty woman, shook her head. "You just had one, Shogo-kun."
"My brain hurts. I don't get algebra."
Kyousuke looked from his own book to the younger boy's paper. "You have to do the problems in parentheses first. Then the multiplication and division, and the adding and subtracting last. That's why you're getting it wrong."
"Oh, right. I can never remember. What about this one, with the exponent?"
"First, with the parentheses."
"Do you like math, MaoMao?"
"Not really. I'm doing calculus now and it's way worse than algebra."
A sigh. "Sensei, I'll never need this stuff. I'm an actor."
"You never know, Shogo-kun," Yuka chuckled. "You might not always be adorable. It's a good idea to get a degree to fall back on. Do you plan to stick to acting too, Mao-kun?"
"I don't know," Kyousuke said honestly. "I like it. But my dad wants me to go to university. My brother is studying to be a veterinarian. I'd like working with animals."
"I like them too, although unlike my character, I have dogs. Do you have a pet?"
Kyousuke happily pulled up a photo on his phone. "A cat, Roku."
"Aw."
"I miss him so much."
"Back to work, boys," Yuka said gently. "Remember, grades stay up or you aren't allowed to perform."
A stagehand knocked on the ajar door. "Sensei, we need them for choreography."
Yuka groaned. "Mao-kun's done enough for now, he can go, but Shogo-kun has to finish this page. I'll send him out when he's done."
"Sensei, he's the star, the whole dance centers around him."
"Right now he's a middle-school student whose parents are trusting me to educate him. Use his stand-in."
"Thank you, Sensei," Kyousuke said as he left.
What a polite child. Yes, child, don't stare at his ass. Shogo's cute too. Uh-oh, he's smirking. Did he see me looking at his crotch?
"Sensei," the 14-year-old said in a silky voice, "will we be doing any...sex education?"
Oh God. Yuka cleared her throat. "Er, we're leaving that to your parents."
"But what if I have questions? I can ask you, right? I'm really...curious."
Yuka felt like her face was on fire. The damn kid was smirking seductively at her.
"I-I can tell you're not concentrating, Shogo-kun. Go on, you can finish later, just this once."
She put her cheek against the cool table once he was gone. Shogo grinned as he bounced out to the dance studio and accepted his racket.
Oh, yeah. No one can resist the Prince of Tennis.
daimaodaimao
Aniki,
I'm telling you and hoping you read this before Ryokyou-sensei calls Touchan and Kaachan, because I want you to stay calm. I'm okay and everything is fine, it was nothing really. Just, one of the costume assistants was fitting me and told me when we were alone to take off my underwear. Don't freak out, I said no and told Buchou, and he told Sensei and the guy got fired.
I'm counting on you to not let Touchan or Kaachan go nuts and drag me home. If anything, this proves I'm safe here. Buchou says from now on he'll be supervising my fittings, and he asked me a hundred times if I'm okay, just like you would've done. Tomo said - and I hope he's joking - that he's going to paint an English word on the guy's car, I think it was "baby-fucker." No one would tell me what it means, and I'm guessing you won't.
I know you worry about me a lot and you think everyone's out to hurt me, but really, I'll be fine. Everybody is keeping a close eye on me and I'm okay. I think Yuya wants to talk to me, so bye till tomorrow.
Love,
Kyou-chan
daimaodaimao
His roommate waited till Kyousuke had closed his laptop and turned around. "Are you all right?"
"I knew you were going to ask that."
"Don't sound so dejected, MaoMao. Everybody's just worried about you."
"It's no big deal, really."
"Let me guess," Yuya said with a frown, "this happens all the time."
"No."
"Why are you lying?"
"Not...to this extent. People have touched a few times, but no one can know. My parents and Aniki would never let me out of the house again."
Yuya looked sad. "Sensei is bringing a therapist in tomorrow to make sure you're okay, and I think it's a good idea. You shouldn't think it's normal to be molested."
"I haven't been molested!" Kyousuke fought to keep his voice soft. "I don't need a therapist, it was just brief touches - "
"Touches where?"
Kyousuke shook his head. He didn't like to think about this, much less speak of it.
"Ass, crotch, under your shirt, where?"
"Yes, but it doesn't - "
"It does matter," Yuya said, more gently. "Who was it? Teachers, family friends?"
Shrinking back, Kyousuke nodded. Yuya approached him, touched his shoulder.
"Is this okay?"
"You don't have to ask, I'm not some victim."
"I know. Look, I'm your partner and I want to be your friend. Everypne wants to protect you and that includes me. Don't let anyone touch you without permission and don't excuse those who do. Okay?"
"...okay."
"Let's practice. Can I touch your face?"
Confusion. "Why?"
"I'm curious. You can say no."
"You can, but curious about what?"
"If you're as soft as you look." Yuya's open hand rested gently on his cheek and stroked it. "Yep. Wow."
Kyousuke wasn't used to being touched this way, didn't know what to make of the affection in the dark eyes. He felt warm, faintly giddy, and felt a very slight and tentative desire to have his very first kiss. Yuya was looking at him with want, even the innocent boy could tell that, but he soon pulled his hand away.
"Yuya?"
"Talk to the therapist tomorrow, prove you're okay, then I'll tell you anything you want to know. Let's get some sleep now, so we're rested for rehearsal."
Confused as he was, Kyousuke let his anxieties go and drifted off quickly. Once he was out, Yuya turned the thermostat up and slowly pulled the blanket off Kyousuke, revealing a slender, growing body clad in almost sheer white pajamas. He imagined stripping it and touching it all over as he began to stroke himself.
To be continued.
Please don't make me explain "Mada mada da ne." It's Shogo's character's catch-phrase, and it's kind of like, "You're not there yet, you still have a lot to work on," I think.