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Someone knocked incessantly on Castiel's bedroom door. The bodyguard swiftly wiped the tears from his eyes and lean cheeks before rapidly getting to his feet. He cleared his throat before opening the door. Gabe stood in the hallway smiling at him. "Sorry to bug you, Cas, but Dean-o instructed me to come over here and change your bandage." He wiggled the antibiotic ointment in mid air. Cas hesitated for a moment but eventually bid the short man to enter.
Castiel remained standing in front of the bed. "Have no fear, buddy. I do find you quite scrumptious but my heart has been taken by a Scottish Sasquatch and I have a hunch yours already belongs to someone else."
Castiel chuckled and headed to the bed, where he removed his t-shirt and lied on his stomach. Gabriel sat on the mattress. He removed the bandage from Castiel's slightly bronzed back. "Doesn't look so bad, my friend" He went on to apply the ointment. As Dean's assistant smoothly lathered the ointment on the burn, Castiel closed his eyes. He already missed Dean's touch. The actor would apply the antiseptic on his skin gingerly as if he was made out of glass.
Castiel and Gabriel engaged in small talk as the mischievous assistant waited five minutes to cover the burn with a new bandage. "I have been taking sushi prep courses online and registered for a full day course when we get to Tokyo. So you guys will have to suffer without my sparkling presence for a day and a half."
Castiel visibly tensed. Gabriel felt the change in the bodyguards' demeanor as soon as the words left his lips. He finished placing the bandage on Cas' back and patted his shoulder lightly, before standing up. "That won't be a problem, am I right, Cas old boy?"
Castiel rose to his height of 5'11 and shook his head. "Great! Well, see ya early tomorrow morning. We have to be at LAX by eight thirty."
"I will pack now." Cas said as he nervously bit his lower lip. "Thanks, man."
Gabe winked at him before closing the door. "Shit; the two of us alone for almost two entire days!" Castiel started packing for a two day trip, which would feel like an eternity to him.
The non-stop flight to Tokyo via Singapore Airlines II had an eleven hours and forty five minutes duration time. Dean suggested for Gabe to sit in between him and Castiel for the tedious flight. Dean drank a couple of gin tonics and felt mellow as hell during most of the trip. Although the make-out session he and Castiel shared during their last flight home kept replaying in his mind. Fortunately, the sexy Japanese stewardess handed him a blanket. She had obviously seen the tent that had formed in his dark jeans. Dean grinned and thanked her. "Damn you, Cas! Why do you have to be so fucking hot?" The actor thought to himself.
Gabriel had witnessed the whole exchange and smirked. He listened to Christina Aguilera's greatest hits on his IPod. Castiel on the other hand, read a book on meditation. He needed to be extremely focused during the short trip to Japan. Dean had to go urinate twice during the flight so Castiel stood sentry outside the bathroom. A couple of passengers noticed this but did not say anything.
When the pilot stated the plane was about to land at Narita International Airport, the three Americans breathed sighs of relief. The trio observed radiation monitoring sessions, where held throughout the airport due to the massive earthquake the country had survived. They would most likely go through monitoring before boarding their flight back home.
Several elevators and escalators had been shot down to conserve power. The three of them did not mind and took regular stairs since they only carried a carry-on bag each. A taxi cab that worked exclusively with Hotel Okura, which was where they were staying was already waiting for them.
As soon as they settled into a two bedroom suite, which smelled like cherry blossoms, Gabriel said good bye to his two friends. "Dean-o, your clothes for the press conference, premiere and karaoke party are all sorted out in your bedroom. I also asked the staff to stock your mini fridge with a couple of beers and your favorite snacks."
"Thanks dude. What class are you taking again?"
Gabriel smirked. "Oh just sushi prep; see you guys tomorrow evening. Do not make any plans! I have something special arranged for the three of us." He blew a kiss at them and exited the suite.
Dean and Castiel stared at each other for a few seconds with identical looks of confusion. "I am scared to ask what he has planned for us." Dean said as he headed to his room.
Cas scanned the entire suite and was relieved to see no balcony in sight. The only way in and out was through the front door; so psycho killer would have a difficult time trying to enter. The bodyguard decided he would sleep on the couch, which was situated to the left side of the door.
After they had signed in, Castiel went to speak with the head of hotel security and explained what was happening to Dean. The middle aged Japanese man was very amiable and professional. He gave Castiel his word that he would keep a close look on the suite. He would even have one of his men keep guard outside for their protection. Cas had really liked the man. They bowed to each other and shook hands.
The press conference was confusing for Dean at first; because the questions were asked by the Japanese press in their native language. An interpreter would translate in English to Dean, the director and some of the cast, whom had also flown for the premiere. Then once they were answered, the replies were given to the press in Japanese. Castiel stood during the entire hour in a corner behind the panel. As usual he wore his Ray Bans. His eyes scanned the entire room at all time.
Dean bade good bye to his former co-workers and returned to the hotel with his bodyguard. As promised by the chief of security a burly guard stood sentry outside their suite. The two Americans bowed at the man and he did the same. Once they were inside, Dean broke the tense atmosphere. Since his temper tantrum, he and Cas had kept things professional. They would keep their conversations at a minimum.
"We are going to a karaoke party now, Cas. So I expect you to have some fun. I am not saying for you to be off duty but chill out, man."
Castiel's demeanor remained serious. "I will try but I am here in one capacity and that is to ensure your safety." Dean headed to his bedroom to shower and change. Castiel made sure the guard remained outside and locked the suite's door. He also went to take a shower in Gabe's room.
Four hours later, they sat at a long corner table at an Izakaya restaurant. The film's director, several studio executives and main cast were there with some of their significant others celebrating the premiere's success. They all drank sake and consumed a plethora of sushi rolls with steamed vegetables and fried rice. One of the waitresses, a sultry beauty, who reminded Dean of one of his favorite pinups from Busty Asian Beauties, kept grazing her bountiful breasts by his shoulders. She continued to stop by every ten minutes to their table and asked the handsome actor if there was anything he needed.
Castiel rolled his cerulean eyes every time he saw her sauntering over to Dean. The bimbo was so obvious in her attempts at propositioning him. The bodyguard gritted his teeth as she placed one of her manicured hands on Winchester's shoulder. Her boobs almost smacked against Dean's face. The actor grinned at her. "Sweetheart, can you please go check if the karaoke box is ready?" Dean asked as he winked at her.
Cas rolled his eyes again. At the rate he was going, he was shocked his eyes had not stayed stuck during one of the many rolls he had given tonight. The waitress reappeared once again at their table and told the assembled group to follow her. Within five minutes, the Americans had settled in the karaoke box, which was a vast room that had two large sofas, a 70" LCD screen on the wall, karaoke system and four microphones.
The director ordered champagne for everyone. "OK kiddies, who is going to be the first victim?" His wife surprised him by volunteering. She headed to the stage area and began scanning the playlist.
Dean turned to Castiel. "Dude, can you please remove the Colombo trench coat. It is like eighty degrees in here." Cas threw daggers at his charge with his eyes but did as he was told. Dean appreciatively gazed at his bodyguard. The man looked fraking hot dressed all in black. The tight black jeans he wore showcased his tight ass perfectly. "OK Winchester, stop tormenting yourself. The dude is in love with someone else and is not interested in you."
All of a sudden, the sexy waitress returned with the champagne and wine flutes. After everyone had a flute in their hand, the director turned to Dean. "To Hollywood's new golden boy; may you have a long successful career." Everyone raised their glasses to the toast. Dean's cheeks were crimson. Castiel felt very proud of Dean at the moment.
The director's wife started singing "Total Eclipse of the Heart". She was off key but the two champagne glasses she had imbibed must have given her courage. Castiel noticed the waitress, whose name was Yuriko approach Dean. She whispered something in his ear and giggled. Dean smirked. He excused himself from the room following the waitress.
Castiel followed them and was not shocked to see Yuriko lead Dean to the men's' bathroom. He tried opening the door but it was locked. "Why me?"
Dean placed Yuriko on the marble counter. The waitress wrapped her firm legs around his waist. Her lips attacked his. He held on to her long silky ebony tresses as her tongue entered his mouth. "Oh no!" The time he made out with Castiel popped right in front of his eyes again! "Fuck!" Dean yelled. Yuriko misunderstood the curse word for enthusiasm on Dean's part. Her hand started travelling down south.
Dean cursed inwardly as Lil Dean did not come up to salute. This had never happened to him before. At least not before he started developing feelings for fraking Cas! Yuriko rubbed his cock but the bastard had a mind of its own. The waitress pouted, when she did not get any response from Dean's dick. The actor let her go.
"I'm sorry, Yuriko. You are fucking hot but I'm not in a mood tonight."
The waitress pouted and slipped him her number inside his jeans' pocket. "Maybe you will feel better tomorrow night." She kissed his cheek.
"Yeah, maybe" Yuriko composed herself, unlocked the door and exited the bathroom. Her eyes landed on the handsome dark haired man, who always stood or sat next to the actor. She wondered if he was the reason Dean did not have sex with her. She glared daggers at Cas, as she walked by him. Castiel was flabbergasted upon seeing how fast the bimbo left the bathroom.
He was going to enter but the door was locked again. He knocked loudly. "Dean, are you alright?"
"Yes, leave me alone. I'll return to the karaoke box in ten minutes."
"OK but if you are not back in ten; I will come back here and kick in the door!"
"I promise, dude." Castiel remained standing outside the bathroom. Dean would not know he was out there anyways.
Dean entered one of the pristine stalls and closed the door. As he started picturing a shirtless Cas stroking himself over his black jeans, an erection finally made its appearance. Dean was hard as a rock in no time. He imagined himself kneeling in front of Castiel, unbuttoning the black denim. Castiel's lean and long fingers grabbing on to his dark blond hair. Dean stroked his engorged cock as he pictured himself giving imaginary Cas a blow job. He thrust frantically into his own hand as Cas panted. His warm cum splattered into his hand and drenched a part of the stall's wall. Dean had been biting his lips as he climaxed.
He guessed his ten minutes were up because Castiel started knocking outside the bathroom's door again. "Dean, you are worrying me and there is a line forming out here!"
Dean frantically cleaned his hand and the wall with toilet paper. He rapidly washed his hands and made sure he had re-zipped his jeans. It was evident he had been up to something unsavory in there because his face was flushed and his eyes held a satisfied look. He ran a nervous hand across his hair and unlocked the door.
"I was about to kick the door in, Dean. What the hell were you doing in there for so long?" As Dean was about to enter, three short Japanese businessmen pushed him aside and entered the bathroom.
Dean cleared his throat. "I guess the sushi might not have agreed with me. Let's say good-bye to everyone and head back to the hotel. I am wiped." Cas stared at him in a disbelieving manner.
The following morning at eleven, Dean had a photo shoot and interview for a Japanese entertainment magazine. His wardrobe was casual and had been provided by an up and coming Japanese designer. Dean felt comfortable throughout the entire process since the reporter was very down to earth, as well as the other staff involved with the shoot.
Four hours later, Gabe texted both of them to meet him in the hotel's seventh floor ASAP. When they exited the elevator, the two men noticed a geisha standing by a small bamboo table. She was giving them her back; arranging some clothes in the process. Dean inhaled deeply the scent of lotus and cherry blossoms, which were everywhere in the makeshift garden. "Excuse me, miss, our friend is meeting us here."
The geisha giggled and pointed at the clothes. Castiel was majorly confused. "Do you want us to put this on?" The girl was either extremely shy or mentally deranged since she kept her head down the entire time. She gave Castiel a navy blue men's kimono and handed a pine green one to Dean.
"Where do we change?" Dean asked feeling uncomfortable. She pointed to double doors to the right. Castiel went in first and noticed four cubicles for private changing. He motioned for Dean to enter, as well.
"Dude, that chick gives me the major creeps."
"I know what you mean. I wonder if the poor thing is mute."
"Where the hell is Gabe?"
The two men had changed and went to the garden. Dean slyly looked at Castiel in his kimono and he loved how the color brought out the bodyguard's eyes. He was unaware that the slightly shorter man was thinking the same thing about him. The geisha appeared and gestured for them to follow her to a small stone basin.
She washed her hands and rinsed her mouth with water. The girl stepped aside. Castiel performed the same ritual and Dean followed. Then the geisha opened the door to the tea ceremony room. She still did not show her face as she pointed at their feet.
"I guess we have to remove our shoes," Castiel suggested. The two men did as instructed. They entered the room, which was adorned with scrolls. The soothing sound of a trickling fountain and incense scent calmed Dean and Castiel. An elderly Japanese man in traditional costume sat on a straw pallet in the corner playing a pan flute.
The geisha finally faced them and the two men jumped back in surprise. "Gabe, what the fuck, dude?"
His assistant giggled and led them to a small bench, where he gestured for them to sit on straw woven mats on the floor. Castiel couldn't help himself and discreetly chuckled. Dean rapidly joined him. Gabriel was visibly pissed. "Please do not ruin the mood."
He poured sake into two small ceramic bowls. His two friends noticed he performed everything gracefully. "Is this what you have been studying? Do you want to be a geisha now?" Dean asked in between chuckles.
"No, you buffoon, I am just doing something nice for you ungrateful idiots." He plastered a fake smile, as he served the two morons futamono soup and takiawase (vegetable served with fish). The two men enjoyed their meal immensely.
"I like your kimono, Gabe. The maroon and golden design is …pretty," Castiel said.
"Yeah, dude and I like the dragon taking flight in the back," Dean murmured. He did not want Gabriel to think he was an ingrate. The little guy obviously worked his ass off to make all of this happen.
"Thank you, now time for desert." Gabriel presented to them sweets, which they had to eat from a special form of paper called kaishi. As per usual Dean gobbled up the tasty treat in no time.
All of a sudden, the elderly man started playing "The Lonely Shepherd". Every time Cas listened to this particular piece his eyes got watery. Dean instantly noticed. His hand covered Castiel's right one over the table. He realized what he had done and swiftly removed it. "Are you alright?"
Castiel laughed. "I'm being an idiot. Ever since I saw Kill Bill and hear this particular piece at the end of the movie, I always blubber like a baby."
"Aw Cas, I did not know you were such a sap. That is so cute."
Gabriel was relieved to see the two of them getting back to normal. "Now it is time for the tea ceremony," he whispered at the elderly musician. The man ceased playing the pan flute.
The boys observed Gabriel ritually clean a tea bowl, whisk and tea scoop. He went on to place the items precisely in a particular order on the small bench. As the ceremony hostess, Gabriel placed a measured amount of green tea powder in the ceramic bowl. Then he poured hot water, as well to whisk the tea.
Gabe turned towards Dean and bowed at him. Dean realized he also had to bow and did so. His assistant handed him the bowl. "Now you bow at Cas," Gabriel whispered. Dean did as instructed. Castiel had no freaking idea what the hell was going on.
Gabriel instructed Dean to rotate the bowl and drink three sips. The actor sips three times from the hot tea bowl. He realizes it does not taste bad. "Good, now wipe the rim and rotate it to its original position."
Once Dean is done, he passed it to Castiel. Cas as usual is a quick study and Gabriel does not need to instruct him. He performed his part of the ceremony rapidly and returned the bowl to Gabe. Gabriel cleaned the utensils and turned to his friends.
The short man grinned at them and gestured for the old man to leave the room. After the elderly musician exited the tea room, Dean and Castiel thanked Gabriel for the nice gesture. They stood up.
Gabe giggles nervously. "You are quite welcome. Aren't you going to ask what this ceremony was about?"
Dean and Castiel share a nervous look. "What did you do, Gabe?"
"The question is what the two of you just did?"
His two friends remained silent. Castiel's eyes widened in fear because he dreaded what was about to come out of Gabriel's mouth. "This particular tea ceremony is performed between two people, who declare their love to one another."
"What the fuck?" Dean bellowed. He threw himself on the straw mat and held on to the bench.
"I guess you are not going to take the next part well."
"There is more?" Castiel joined Dean by the bench.
"You see the old man is not only a musician but a monk from a belief very close to Buddhism."
"Oh no…please tell me this isn't going where I think it is?" Castiel asked before drinking a cup of sake.
"Yes, my dear Kevin Costner and Whitney Houston. The two of you just got hitched."