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Ch-7
"So we are going to Naomi award ceremony?"
"Yes, I am sorry, I didn't want too, but Mom is going to be one of the speakers, so dad is with her too and since I work for Usami I got special passes."
"Oh that's awesome, don't be sorry."
"I also agreed because, you never spent birthday with family, you will spent your birthday with our family, before Hinamori joins us too."
"Hiro-san, you are so thoughtful"
"Sssh Brat" but Hiroki was pulled into a kiss, which drove his senses away, soon he loosing it, when the chauffer honked them.
"Sir we are here."
So a blushing Hiroki step out, Nowaki with him to the red carpet. Naomi was a big event in publishing world, there were reporters, talking to various journalists, critics, poets, judges, whoever they could grab. Nowaki was assumed to be a model, when a reporter approached him. Hiroki was blushing by his side, walking tall. Nowaki said he was with the critic and editor besides him. Reporter failed to recognize the critic, so he believed Hiroki was some self proclaimed Critic. Hiroki in fact was one of the popular and respected modern critics of poetry but only confined to academic circle and elite readers, he was little overshadowed by Miyagi Yoh. So Hiroki was saved from the torture. Hiroki was asked for the pass when entering by the doorman, Nowaki who knew nothing about award ceremonies kept looking around and smiling.
"I am on the list Kamijou Hiroki"
"I am afraid sir, we have Kamijou Sakura and Kamijou Hariku but not Hiroki."
"Well they are my parents, please check again"
"Hiro-san you said you had passes?"
"Well Aikawa said I was listed, the bitch did some mistake"
"Call her"
"She must be inside, it's no use calling"
"The bitch is here" said Aikawa.
"You said I was listed"
"You are, I listed you myself"
"Find us then"
Aikawa went and whispered something to the ears of the doorman. Soon he was filliping through pages but Aikawa took the lists in her hand and started to search. After some time she pointed the name with her painted finger.
"Here you see"
"I am sorry sir; I thought you were someone else."
"It's okay; you were doing your duty"
"Come lets go in, the bitch has to find all her writers, their lovers and have one night stand."
"Stop it you man-eater" growled Hiroki.
"Hiroki, you bought Nowaki-san?" grinned Aikawa.
"Well it's his birthday, I hate to spoil his day, but some bitch warned me me with my life."
"She gets what she wants" saying this Aikawa hugged Nowaki, whispered something in his ears, which made Nowaki red and embarrassed.
"Happy birthday" Aikawa handed Nowaki a book as present. I bet you are not a fan of poetry, but trust me you will love it. Open it after the ceremony okay.
"Whats with you and whispering in peoples ears?"
"Oh I said the doorman that he makes me horny"
"You are a bitch, Usami was right"
"Well Misaki-kun loves me, so does Nowaki-san"
"What did she tell you in ears?"
"Stop being jealous, I said something funny"
"We can see the effect of joke, you witch"
"I am more than that, as I said Misaki-kun loves me, so I am awesome."
"Misaki loves you because he is sweet." said a deep voice.
"Aww sensei, you bought my little Misaki-kun"
"He dragged me" pouted Misaki
"Its best time to show the world, I am gay isn't it?"
"The next plot should be about a Writer seducing a naïve school boy and coming out to world as gay" said happy fangirl Aikawa.
"Enough perverts" said Hiroki and Misaki, Nowaki couldn't stop grinning.
"Aikawa show us our seats."
"There third row third and fourth seats." Pointed a dreamy Aikawa.
"Why are we sitting there" enquired Nowaki
"Its special day Nowaki-san" hummed a vanishing Aikawa.
"Hiroki we are on the other side, there, see you later" said Usami
"Have a great evening" smiled Misaki.
Before Hiroki could be sitting with Nowaki, he was called by the voice he wanted to avoid whole night. The voice was not alone; it was accompanied by another voice, which drove Hiroki nuts.
"Hiro-chan, wait"
"Hey mom"
"I exist to son"
"Hello dad."
"Nowaki-chan how are you?"
"Nowa-chan, has my perky son been nice to you?"
"Hiroki is hard to live with, but how is your life with him?" Nowaki couldn't answer as both Hariku and Sakura Kamijou were showering him with questions.
"Cut it out old man and crazy woman"
"You are jealous Hiro-chan"
"I am not, but give Nowaki a chance to talk and wish him, it's his birthday"
" Nowa-chan, come here, Happy Birthday Son" said Hariku Kamijou hugging Nowaki. The man was not very tall but well maintained at 65, and strong. Hiroki had his father's face cut and strength.
"My son-in-law, wish you a wonderful life." whined Sakura Kamijou.
"Thank you very much Sakura-san and Hariku-san", Nowaki was really touched at their open and accepting attitude.
"Oh no, call us mummy and daddy, it sound cuter too" laughed mother Kamijou
"Yes call us that"
"Hiro-san should I?"
"Why not, you should, its wonderful they finally want another son ."
"Thank you Mummy and Daddy" for first time Nowaki called out this words, Hiroki had done the best thing in world.
"Now let's get seated, come on boys"
Famous faces were visible, actors actresses who were going to work in the movie adaptations of the novels. Critics and Journalists from different newspapers. Writers both serious and popular, Mangakas, artists, editors, every other person from literary scenario. The ceremony was being covered live. Naomi was a big event, Usami Akihiko won it four times, Sumi had received it seven times and Shiyori had received it four times. New comers or budding poets hardly won, Akhiko and Shiyori Akira were who it in the initial years of their careers. People sold their books with the tag line "Naomi Nominated", so "Naomi winner" tag line was all one needed to be famous.
The ceremony opened with the speech of Serijawa Takashi, a prominent critic, poet and one judges of the ceremony in non-fiction category. The first category was dedicated to non-fiction which had best journalist, best non-fiction series and best editor non-fiction. Which were awarded by Takashi.
Nowaki was enjoying every second of the ceremony, talking with his mummy and daddy. They were giggling on the jokes Sakura was cracking. With every passing second Hiroki was glowing red and restless.
"Hey son you okay?" asked Hariku
"Yes I am, just little awkward in tuxedos."
"You will survive" patted his father
"Thanks old man, you made my day"
"Why?"
"For making Nowaki part of the family"
"I like the kid, he loves you like the same way I love your mom and I feel he is part of family"
"You love mom? You both fight all day"
"That's how we express our love, otherwise how did I marry the woman who was holding placards and protesting to shut my factory down. I need her to help me be honest in my business."
"Yeah, that story"
"Do you mind if I give little part of your inheritance to Nowaki?"
"No dad I Don't mind at all, but be warned he will spend it on Orphanage"
"That's fine with me. He is a good guy, I am proud of you for loving the right person"
"Old man stop embarrassing me now"
"Haha alright, hows your sexlife?"
"You will be the last person I will speak to about my sex life"
"Don't tell me, I will read in Junai Novels"
"You read those dirty books?"
"Your mother does, so I too started, the artist is good, the character portrayal is good too"
"I can't believe I am your son, sick old man and his sick wife."
"Hey we have great life, unlike you boring man, you are tight ass brat"
"Not you too, I quit, no more talks."
The next category was children writing fiction and non-fiction. This category opened with speech from Shyori Akira, the petty girl was thirty three wearing a simple summer dress and always grinning. She was too humble to be a writer. The most easily spotted writer in Japan. She started her career as essayist and later shifted to non-fiction to finally end up as third most popular novelist after Usami. She was married to David Akira a leading figure in the flim industry, they met on purpose of book adaptation and ended up falling in love. Right now anyone could glance at the baby bump she was starting to show. Suddenly Hiroki's and Nowaki's attention was caught with the name 'Matsumoto Kho'.
"She won, Hiro-san"
"Finally she did"
"You know her?"
"Yes she is my senior and Nowaki's friend"
"She won the best editor for Children's Magazine"
"She is good in her work"
Nowaki did not drag the topic further, just gave a warm smile to Hiroki. Hiroki was relieved to see Nowaki happy. Next moment Matsumoto was receiving her award and taking the dice for her speech.
"Thank you my young readers and my writers without whom, I couldn't have brought the magazine to its current position. Thank you Murakawa for supporting me what started out as a project to turn out into a business of pleasure for the house. I want to dedicate the award to my daughter Hinamori Kho Kamijou, I hope this award reminds my daughter of me after I depart. I want to thank god to give her to me, I request the fathers of my daughter to keep her happy and love her and thank you for giving her to me. I love you" saying this Matsumoto step down. Reporters were now busy penning the words 'fathers' and try to create a story out of a what was being a boring, scandal free ceremony
Next category were serious manga and arts awards which was followed by Non-fiction and Non-journalistic pieces (criticisms). This opened with the fiery speech of Sakura Kamijou. It was not hard for Nowaki to find out where Hiroki got his passion for words from. Sakura had the same eyes and hair as of Hiroki. She was small and petty, but she could kill with her words. She spoke about the importance of criticism and non-fiction in life. How people needed various points to argue, to see different sides of a story. Her speech was short, but striking. Sakura Kamijou was a seven time Naomi winner for her non-fiction, journalistic works, and criticism. One of the scariest critics was the mother of most scary professor. It was a shock to find out Miyagi Yoh was on stage accepting the award for his criticism on woman and her domain. Suddenly Hiroki remembered, Miyagi said he was nominated for striking non-fiction Naomi and was nervous about being nominated, but he was more nervous about winning speech. Miyagi grinned like a fool. Naomi for criticism was not taken seriously. Miyagi was sure to have a peaceful life, Naomi was most important for writers, poets and journalists. So critics were paid no attention.
"I want to thank judges and this award is dedicated to love of my life Shinobou-chin" saying this he left the stage.
Miyagi was lucky; Shinobou was often mistaken as a girl's name, so no fuss was made. But in the audience a dirty blond was too happy and proud of his old man. No reporters looked at critics, hence it was safe play for Miyagi Yoh, but it made him happy to find his lover at point of breaking down. Hiroki smiled how easy it was for Miyagi to say his love. Nowaki was so happy, the evening was little sad with Matsumoto's speech, but Miyagi again cheered him. Next category was novel, it was a surprise, in general the ceremony kept novel till the end and poetry second last. But the twist was intriguing. The opening speech was by Sumi senpai, one of the most respected authors of all time. He kept it short by saying story telling was an art it is there because people believed in dreams. There was another surprise when the best editor was begged by two leading editors of Murakawa. Eri Aikawa for the novel 'Flowers grew red' by Usami Akihiko and Isaka Ryuichiro for "Beloved Blue" by Shyori Akira.
Isaka stepped first and gladly took the award and showed it to the left direction where Asahina was standing proud of Isaka, Isaka said loudly "For you my Love" and left the dice. It was Isaka's second Naomi.
Eri-Aikawa was already in a changed gown from before. In red carpet she was all for purple, now she was in red. Aiwaka was taking her third Naomi. Her yaoi friends were waiting for glee full speech. Aikawa never disappointed anyone.
"Hello every one, goodevening, I would like to congratulate Isaka-san too for editing as good as me(audience broke to a laugh). I would thank Usami Akihiko for producing masterpieces which I get to associate with; I want to thank my editor in help Hiroki-Kamjiou. (Hiroki blushed at his name) Especially I want to thank Misaki-kun, for helping Usami-sansei finish his work on time. I am sad for not winning the best editor in BL novel category; oops we don't have that category yet. The audience giggled at Aiwaka's stupid joke. But mostly I dedicate my award to my writer, Sensei thank you; it's been an honor to work with you." She left and soon she was squeezing in with Misaki and Usami to cheer up the writer for next award.
Sumi senpai, who was there to give the Novelist of the year.
"This year it was tough to choose among the bests the nominations are, Shyori Akira for "Beloved Blue", Kazuki Asami for "The tale of Us", Usami Akihiko for "Flowers grew red", Genji Takayami for "The song of land" Amane Resai for "Number eleven"
Amane was nominated for first time, she was relaxed because she was sure to loose, like Shyori she was happy to write and like Usami, awards didn't matter to her. Genji and Kazuki wanted to win, but they knew it was either Shyori or Usami to win.
"And the Novelist of the Year is …. Usami Akihiko"
"Yeppppiiiii…." Was the first noise that came from Aikawa and Misaki who were now Shouting and Clapping hard. Usami couldn't stop smiling; he did what he felt at the moment. He bent down and kissed Misaki on forehead. All the cameras zoomed into it and the headlines for morning were being formed. Misaki blushed, happy Aikawa hugged Usami. When Usami reached the stage, Sumi hugged him and whispered that he was proud of Usami.
"Thank you my wonderful readers and thanks to the jury for choosing me over such great writers. Aikawa you are devil, but it's with your effort we are a success as a team. I would thank my best friend of twenty years Hiroki Kamijou for being an honest critic and editor in help. But this award is for you Misaki, you filled the emptiness that was always inside me. I love you, thank you for being with me, never leave me." All the cameras and reporters were now focusing on the green eyed brunette. They had the news of the night.
The last and finale category was Poetry, it was important category and in general the Naomi was won by experienced poets. It was rare for budding poets to ever get nominated within three or four years of publishing. The category was opened with veteran poet Datio Shinjiku. Hiroki's favorite poet of all time, he worshipped the man. The man was in his seventies and giving a peaceful smile. He recited lines from his favorite poet's poem. He said poetry was the refined form of love in words. He also revealed the secret behind the change in last category, it was because this time poets were more influential than writers in literary field, so to honor the poets the slot was changed. Soon the nominations were announced for best editor of poetry and verse. Nowaki who was grinning all night and talking to his mummy, waiting for the poetry awards. Even the reporters were waiting for the poetry awards, after two decades an unknown poet was nominated. The poems of the poet were selling well, but no one ever saw the poet. If he was present here, he would be captured tonight. The best editor to everyone's surprise went to Eri Aikawa, who was nominated first time. She won for editing and anthologizing the poems of Kusama 's 'Color of Wind'. Soon a dancing Aikawa was taking her award. She had already given her big speech; she was not expecting this one. But Aikawa was a devil who wanted to enjoy every moment of happiness.
"I already gave my speech, but since my poet is unseen and as you know it's his pen-name, I hope he wins tonight. It was funny how I found he wrote poems and is my trophy poet now. It was an email which bought us the poet today. He was helping me do some editing and he sent me an email which was never meant to be sent. Gods interfered and I found an email of twenty three poems. After lot of pestering and crying, he finally agreed to publish them, but under the pen-name Kusama Haki . So I hope he wins today and I am the luckiest editor to work with you." Aikawa's speech intrigued both reporters and audience. Nowaki was most intrigued as the poet had his surname. Aikwaa knew it was hard for her poet to win among four other veterans, each of whom had three Naomi at least.
So Shinjiku spoke a little more about the honor of winning editor of poetry and how poetry mattered mean while Aikwaa squeezed in with Nowaki and Hiroki,
"Why you here devil?"
"Usami-sensi kicked me out, mind if I join you"
"Not all" said happy Nowaki
"Liked my speech boys?"
"Yes very much, but where is your poet Aikawa-san?"
"He is here; pray he wins so that you can see him Nowaki-kun."
Shinjiku announced the poets nominated and the books, he gave his own idea about each book and how he felt.
The first nomination is "Winters words" by Krimi Konichi, Konichi was in her fifties with four Naomi, "this book deals with the loss of life and how memory freezes"
"Next we have, 'War and words' by Ayumi Saga", she was in her forties and had three Naomi, "this book deals with the hypocrisy of words in time of war and destruction"
" Pebbled paths by Maki Donjo" Donjo had six Naomi was now in his seventies, "The book asks essential question is survival more important than life"
" Rinda Kanse's Tranquil Waters" Kanse had three Naomi in his fifties, " the book is a song of peace"
" Now our new comer poets "Color of Wind" by Kusama Haki is passion filled love, desire and style which was directly striked the readers, each poem is like answers to imaginary letters.
Nowaki was asking Aikawa mean while about her secret poet.
"Your poet, will he win?"
"It's hard to say, you see, poetry develops with time, being nominated for Naomi with the fifth book is great honor. I hope he wins, his earlier books won awards but they were not highlighted, this nomination will boost the sale"
"Sshh both of you" scolded Sakura Kamijou,
"And the poet of the year, is bagged" said Shinjiku opening envelop.
"Oh my god, after two decades a new name, Kusama Haki "
"Yeeppiii" shouted Aikawa and Nowaki joined too.
"Where is he?" Nowaki asked.
"Right here" pointed Aikawa towards Hiroki, who was blushing and hiding his face.
"Go now, go Hiroki" whispered Aikawa, whole audience was waiting to see the mysterious writer; the cameras were ready to scoop the first image on live show.
Hiroki stood up, all the cameras were on him, knowing not what to do and he hugged his father and mother who were shocked too. Hiroki hugged Nowaki, and at impulse of moment he kissed Nowaki on the lips and walked towards the stage. Nowaki was still in the shock; his birthday was turning more than wonderful. He kept grinning and watched walking Hiroki. The cameras not only got the first glimpse, but the second scandal, the breaking news. The gay poet and gay writer of the year.
Hiroki, took the stage, Shinjiku smiled and hugged him and patted his head. Nowaki kept watching without blinking. Hiroki took the award and was thinking what to say, when old man on stage cheered him.
"Come on son, tell us your real name and make your fan happy" to this Hiroki gave a big nervous smile.
"Hmmm, good evening, everyone. I was not expecting a win. As you all found out, my pen-name is Kusama , thanks to my awesome editor, who forced me to publish my poems. My name is Hiroki Kamijou, the editor in help for Eri Aikawa and best friend of Usami Akihiko and son of Sakura and Hariku Kamijou. That's all about me, but this award is very important for the man I love. The man never knew I wrote poems, but reading about my Alter ego, he was praying for the win. Yes I know you read the book I found you murmuring some lines while cooking. My name came from his name, the poems came from him and he is my muse and today is his birthday. Nowaki Kusama thank you, I love you very much, I breathe poetry because of you, I write for you. Sorry I kept it a secret, you know I get nervous when it becomes grand and I was embarrassed too, but I Love you my Nowaki. Since Aikawa dragged me here and ruined my beautiful plan for surprising you later. You are the typhoon so pure that every color tangles in you to bring out a Rainbow.
{Nowaki's heart was beating fast}
"Nowaki Kusama, will you marry me and move in with me to our new house?" said a blushing Hiroki who pulled out the box and opened it on stage. Every camera was focused on Nowaki. The award ceremony was epic for the channels showing it live.
Nowaki stood up grinning and too happy, Nowaki nodded and pulled out a box from his pocket, opening to show a platinum ring.
Hiroki, said thank you to audience and left the stage in haste, he gave the award to his mother and hugged Nowaki too tight, caring for none and kissing him passionately. Hiroki Kamijou kept his words, Mushy, fluffy, cute and Nowaki-style.
The ceremony got after a short speech from Sumi and Shinjiku congratulating the winners. Hiroki and Nowaki were hugged by Aikawa. Hiroki's mother was so excited that the older Kamijou was forced to take pictures. Soon Aikawa was taking pictures and visualizing herself in the role of wedding planner.
Other side, Usami and Misaki were giggling and Miyagi was laughing at the joke he would crack on Hiroki, Shinobou now respected Kamijiou Hiroki for his guts to keep his words. Meanwhile the live telecast was being watched by a smiling mother-daughter duo. Matsumoto left Award ceremony early, to spend more time with Hinamori. Hinamori was happy at her mother's win and she was happy to see her father before hand on television. Her god-mother won two awards and she was more excited to find Doctor Now loving her father. When the couple hugged, both mother and daughter went.
"Awww, they are so cute"
"Yes honey they are cute, that's your Daddies, they will love you very much"
"Yes Mom, they look to sweet, don't they. I love you mom, I will love them too" said a hugging Hinamori, "But do I get to be the flower girl at wedding?" Yes Aikawa had trained her well.
TBC
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Disclaimer- (T_T) I don't own Junjou Romantica, but I love them very much.
Did you like it, if you think its too much, I am sorrrry, I want them to be happy, get married. As for Sakura Kamijou, I wanted a strong woman; I find all fanfic showing sweet a caring house wife Mommy Kamijou. So I chose a critic mommy. I also find Papa Kamijou as strict or bad mouth, so I made a sweet Papa Kamijou. The wedding bells are near. I won't kill anyone other than Matsumoto, sorry, but I have too. Next chapters will come soon, please review and suggest. I love Fanfiction so much,
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