Hey everyone! :)
First of all I would really like to thank Kotori Yui for leaving me those heartwarming reviews. I really appreciate them and I'm really glad you like my stories! Thank you so much! I really hope you'll like this one as well. :3
So it's MasatoXRen again and I regret nothing! The idea has been haunting me for quite some time now and I finally started writing it down, so yeah, there you go. :)
Hope you enjoy! :)
Lots of love,
SnowWhiteSummer
Oh, and of course I own nothing, never have, never will. ;)
"Great, oh just great... You've outdone yourself this time, Jinguji," Masato's voice was muffled by the sleeve of his sweater, currently used to clean of at least some of the mud covering his face in brown, ugly patches.
"Seriously, Masa-chan… Not all of this is my fault, this didn't turn out quite the way it had been planned, you know…," Ren's own face was splattered with a decent amount of sticky dirt as well, his hair dishevelled, a wild variety of leaves, sticks and feathers clinging to the lose strands.
"Even though I have to admit, you're really cute with those leaves all over you, Masa-chan~", he added with a small smile, picking out some stray leaves stuck in Masato's bangs.
Batting Ren's hand away Masato shot the other a sharp look before struggling into a standing position, eyeing their environment suspiciously.
"We're nowhere near the camp, we need to find some kind of shelter…", he stated, coughing lightly. Catching Ren's gaze he offered him his hand reluctantly, rolling his eyes at the sight of the other, trying to clean his face but ending up smearing mud on even the last clean patches of his clothing ,"Come on now… You can play in the mud later on."
Grinning widely Ren took the outreached hand, letting himself be pulled up and leaning in close to Masato, "Only if you join me, Masa-chan", his voice was just a whisper, nearly swallowed by the rain gushing down on them.
Ren's warm breath tickled his ear causing shivers to run down his spine, but before he even got the chance to react properly the other had already passed him,"Are you coming, Masa? You'll catch a cold standing there in the rain, all wet and dirty."
Biting his lower lip in annoyance Masato took a deep breath, turned around and followed Ren, refraining from further comments; Ren would find a way to arrange their meaning elsewise anyway.
Sighing Ren brushed away a leave covering his right eye; it had all started out so well. They had decided to go on a camping trip just to celebrate their new single, to take a short break before the neverending circle of TV-shows, radio interviews and live shows. Just the seven of them, Starish as a band, no teachers, no senpais, not even Haruka was allowed to come along, not that she would have been interested in a camping trip anyway.
The weather had been fine the last two days, everyone had been enjoying their camping trip, even Tokiya had been smiling, goddammit, and now, now Ren couldn't quite pinpoint what exactly had lead to him and Masato wandering through the heavy rain in the middle of the night, shivering with cold, mud and dirt clinging to every part of their bodies, exhaustion creeping up on them with every step they took.
Well actually, Ren had to point out that at least the walking-around-in-the-middle-of-the night- part was mostly his fault, even though he had only insisted on Masato accompaying him to the nearby lake; when and why they had gotten lost somewhere along the way though remained in the dark.
The answer to this question was probably hiding righ next to the reason why they had to face an apocalyptic downpour gushing down on them, along with the one explaining how on top of all that they deserved the confrontation with landslide, leaving them not only soaked and cold, but covered in mud and grass.
Raising his view from the slippery moss and wood below them Ren could only see Masato's hunched up back in front of him, his body shiverung violently, soaked clothing clinging to his skin like some kind of animal, unwilling to let go, clawing at his body, glued to his skin. Masato didn't say a word though, just kept walking, body rigid, starking through the wood determintly.
Ren coughed again, rubbing his hands forcefully over his arms, hoping to chase the cold away but only causing the mud stains to rub in deeper, the sticky fluid smearing all over his skin, mingling with the constant flow of freezing raindrops.
It took them eternities of slipping on moss covered forest ground, of avoiding dirty, muddy puddles of rain and of untangling clothes and hair from stray bushes and branches, obstructing their way and blocking whatever path seemed the most promising, without a single sign of their camp, civilisation or at least another living being in the dark.
Masato's shivering had gotten worse by the second, his body convulsing under the constant downpour, every raindrop feeling as sharp and icy as needles pouring down on them, crushing down violently on nearly unprotected skin and Ren wasn't sure how much longer they could keep going at this rate.
"Masa, just… Stop," Ren halted abruptly, his gaze starring at something in the woods.
Hesitantly Masato stopped, waiting for Ren to continue,not even caring to turn around and face the other.
"Do you see this… cottage over there?", Ren's hand was shaking badly as he pointed at some shadow some metres in the distance ,"Come on!"
"Jinguji, I bet this isn't-," ignoring Masato's objections, grabbing the other's hand and heading of in the direction of their possible shelter, Ren hauled the other behind him, Masato's stumbling and panting lost between Ren's urgency and the faint hope of refuge.
In less than 10 minutes both men stood right in front of some kind of wodden cabin, obviously marked by years of vacancy, raw weathers and wilderness, nevertheless still standing proud, still offering a hideaway from the outside world, offering warmth and protection.
Ren smiled brightly at their harbourage ,"See, told you so!".
A smug grin on his lips he turned his head, searching Masato's approvement. The sight on his right though, had his grin wiped away in a mere seconds.
Next to him stood Masato, still shivering violently, coughing sounds shaking his lithe frame, his whole body screaming for warmth, rest, the slightest chance to escape the current situation.
His heart clenching painfully Ren tugged at the other's hand carefully, gently guiding him inside, hoping with all his heart to find at least a blanket, an oven even and warm Masato's shaking body up.
Thank you for reading, I hope you'll be back for more. :)