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fic for momentarily 
27th-Jun-2008 11:52 pm
ひとつだけのhappiness
Title: Not Enough Is Sometimes OK
Rating: PG
Threesome: Aiba/Ohno/Nino


Aiba rubbed the sleep from his eyes and ventured a quick peek outside his window. It was only seven in the morning and he did not have to be up for an hour yet. Still, he was awake already and knew that if he went back to sleep he would be late. He snuck a socked foot out from underneath the blanket to check the temperature. After a few moments contemplation he decided that the cold was bearable, he stuck his arms out and languidly stretched and yawned the rest of the sleep away and shook himself awake.

He hoped he would not get into too much trouble if he turned up early, but decided that he would risk it anyway.

Aiba heard sounds of life as he walked up the stairs to the apartment. He smiled because the sounds were from the kitchen and that meant he might get breakfast. He stopped though and cocked his head to one side a little puzzled. They were angry ‘banging around in the kitchen’ sounds … maybe he did not want to be early after all. He took a deep breath and risked a knock on the front door.

“Door’s open!”

“Ahh Nino, good morning,” Aiba greeted his friend bright and cheerily.

“What’s,” slam, bang and shut, “so damn good,” the slight man huffed out, “about it?”

“Three and an half hours,” Nino ground out, “three and a bloody half hours of sleep is all he got.” He sighed exhaustedly, “and me not much more than that.”

“And no,” before Aiba could get a word in, “I did not play all night.”

“What time did he get in this time?” Aiba enquired

“Four … bloody A. Bloody M!” Nino pouted at Aiba.

Aiba was uncertain whether the grouse was actually about Riida being late OR about Nino not getting enough time with Riida. Whatever it was, Nino needed soothing and Aiba had dealt with grouchy animals before, although the species groucho ninomiyacus needed extra care in handling.

Aiba took Nino by the elbow, gently led him to the armchair in the living room and sat him down.

“Calm down Nino,” Aiba said softly chewing on his lower lip and stroking his friend’s arm soothingly. He was not quite sure what to do really but that usually worked on cats so it was worth a try. Aiba had another thought. “Hey can I get you anything? Have you had anything to drink or eat?”

“Mm no but,” Nino shook his head despondently and before Aiba could move away, a hand clutched at his, “Don’t go. Do not stop. ‘S nice that.”

“Okay,” Aiba complied and continued to stroke gently Nino’s arm. Aiba noticed how his arm was actually quite muscled. Not in the way Sho’s was. Aiba sighed, a happy sigh thinking of Sho. As Aiba continued his ministrations, he could feel the tension slowly leave Nino and watched as the eyelids fluttered and slowly shut. He gradually slowed and gentled the stroking to a stop and waited for a few brief moments. Nino had fallen asleep.

Aiba checked to see how they were doing for time. Their first shoot was together and was not until ten, but he could call either Jun or Sho and ask them to stall for a half hours grace. Aiba decided to check on Riida and see how he was.

He padded across the hall to the bedroom. He leaned against the doorframe and looked in. Ohno was all cuteness cuddled up in a comforter, his lithe suppleness showing through the baseball t-shirt he slept in. Aiba crept in and sat on the edge of the bed gently easing his weight down on it, as he did not want the creak of the bed to wake his beloved Riida.

For the second time that morning, Aiba was hit again by uncertainty and it was still only seven-forty five. Aiba yawned; he reckoned he could do with a quick power nap. He delved into the depths of his sweat-pants, set an alarm on his cell phone and put it on the bedside table. He then swung his lanky legs up the side of the bed and turned over to snuggle up to Ohno.

“Eh? Nino?” There was a questioning snuffle.

“Shh- go back to sleep,” Aiba reached over Ohno. “It’s me. Don’t worry Nino’s outside.”

“Aiba-kun,” Ohno murmured drowsily. “Ah…ok. Is he mad at me?”

“No,” Aiba whispered back, “Nino’s not mad at you.”

“That’s good.” Ohno sighed and breathed in deeply, happily reassured he fell back into his soft slumber.

Two minutes later Aiba was asleep too.

Bzzzzzt … bzzzzzt … bzzzzzt…

“What is that sound?” Aiba rubbed the sleep from his eyes and ventured a quick peek. “Aah!” He thought to himself, remembering. He stretched an arm to prevent his mobile phone from falling onto the floor from its vibration. He pushed up on his elbow and looked over. Ohno was next to him and sometime during the morning Nino had come back. OhMiya tangled up, entwined and so beautifully close together. Aiba almost did not have the heart to wake them. Well he would wake Ohno up first. Ohno can do the dirty job of waking Nino up. There was a smaller chance of retaliation then. Waking Nino up was a dangerous job.

“Very BIG danger.” Aiba nodded to himself. It was like waking a bear in the middle of hibernation. Nino did not actually sleep a lot. He seemed to survive on the least sleep of them all. When he did sleep, Nino slept deeply.

He shook Ohno on the shoulder. Who suddenly sat up, blinked several times in surprise and it was a few moments before he looked at Aiba as if only just realising his presence.

“Wh-what?”

“Wake him up.” Aiba pointed to Nino. “Please,” and gave Ohno his widest smile of apology.

Mutely, Ohno looked back at Aiba and pointed to Nino. Mutely Aiba nodded still smiling apologetically. Ohno sighed, shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips.

“Nino,” Ohno enquired softly. “Nino, are you awake,” Ohno risked a prod in the middle of the back.

“No,” came from somewhere far away. “Don’t want to be up.”

Ohno turned back to Aiba, “I’d give him a few minutes and he will be ready.”

“Okay I’ll make some coffee and then we gotta go.”

~~~~

The drive to the studios was about thirty minutes. He could hear Nino in the back muttering away about “sick leaders with bees in their bonnets” to himself under his breath. However, when he looked in the rear view mirror, Ohno was slumped on Nino’s shoulder. Riida was snoring and they were both smiling.

Aiba smiled and hummed happily to himself the rest of the way. All was right with the world.

Fin
Comments 
28th-Jun-2008 04:01 am (UTC)
GOD SO CUTE. ♥ :))) This whole fic just gives me happy smiley vibes between cute Ohno and disgruntled Nino and perceptive Aiba. WELL DONE, I SAY.
10th-Jul-2008 06:40 pm (UTC)
Now that the reveal has been posted I can say thank you very much for reading and commenting.

Coming from an author that I much admire and love to read, this is a very great honour for me indeed.
28th-Jun-2008 05:16 pm (UTC)
So cute and happy! :D
10th-Jul-2008 06:38 pm (UTC)
Aaahahha the great reveal told me that it was you dear author who wrote me my gift fic.

Thank you so very much for it it was as I said ... wonderful and beautiful.

[Quote from original comment in actual posting] :-

OH my .... this was written for me? Really? Like really really? It's like someone went inside my brain to see the Jun I see took him out put them where he belongs, and reminded him that he isn't alone really. Really really.

... and the characterisations are perfect and so them *looks sideways at author X* Hmmm I will reserve judgement till the big reveal... if there ever is one. <<< I was nearly right there. *warm smiles* I was down to three guesses.

Sho tells things to Ohno and Ohno tells things to Nino. That's how it works. It is how it works. It definitely is. I love this sentence that is truth.

I love it all really but that one jumped out at me with Aiba waving banners and fireworks.

..and Nino, Oh Nino:

Just like when Nino composes songs and you aren't quite sure where they come from, what is he hiding inside himself to be able to do that.

his dark eyes, as unreadable as always. They are like glass, with highlights that are always somehow off, the secrets behind them perfectly guarded. Eyes of a liar or an actor, or someone just like Jun. Still, that man is one of the few people Jun trusts, fully. And he's smiling, gently and warmly. It's what makes Nino beautiful for us?me and it's what endears Jun to me.

Then he remembers that this was all Ohno's idea and somehow that makes it okay. ohh Jun, ohhh Ohno! Just Oh OH and O! hearts and flowers and sparkly rainbow hearts.

Arashi epitomised:that it's true for all five of them. It's love that you don't have to explain, because it's always there, in the touches and the words and the silences and the spaces between them. It never mattered if they saw each other regularly or if they didn't meet for months. The connection still remained.

Nino looking at him, a smirk on his face. Jun holds Ohno's hand tighter. He tries to glare at Nino but it comes out all wrong, more a genuine smile than anything else, Oh and moar of the same.

I think I was pretty vague on what I asked for but this feels like valentine's day, my birthday and christmas rolled all into one.

I humbly humbly thank you dear author for such a wondrous and beautiful gift.

I wish I could say my own gift fic was even a quarter of the sheer brilliance of this. >.< ho hum

Once again I thank you so very very much. This is more than I could have ever truly asked for.

That you graced my fic with your presence and comments is very much an honour indeed. Thank you for both writing my fic and reading this one too. Poor exchange such as it is.

11th-Jul-2008 04:29 pm (UTC)
Aww! So cute! <33333333333
11th-Jul-2008 05:00 pm (UTC)
thank you very much indeed.
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13th-Jul-2008 06:46 am (UTC)
thank you for dropping by to say so. ^__^
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