News fanfic: Into the arms of love. Prologue

[Babey]

[glow=blue,2,300]Since there's no where to post this right now I'll post it here since it IS a fantasy of mine.... heehee. I'll Get jen to move it later so here we go.[/glow]

Shia Hitatchin's POV


Shia Hitachin awoke to the high pitched keening of her alarm clock. She blinked
sleepily at the red numbers that read 4:30. Her alarm had woken her thirty
minutes earlier than he had planned to get up... She sighed and roled out of bed.
She padded silently downstairs, hearing the snores of her six roomates as she
shuffled past their quarters. They, unlike her, were not plagued with demonic
alarm clocks. They'd be up by six at the latest and one of them would cook
breakfast. Shia secretly hoped for some of Massu's tempura but she'd take
whatever she could get. It was a school day after all. Shia sat down on the couch,
her knees drawn to her chest, trying to think about what she'd have to do today.
School was first, one out of the three days she was required to go this week. She
could easily scarf down her lunch and finish her homework. Then, after her school
session was over she'd either have to race to dance rehersals or have one of the
guys pick her up. After that, around ten o clock, workout time with Yamapi and Ryo... THEN, at midnight, she was talking via webcam with her art class from her hometown in Texas. Shia caught herself thinking, 'Who plans my schedule!?'. She leaned her head back on the arm of the roughed up leather couch, sighed and before she knew it, dozed off into a dreamless slumber.

Shia awoke the second time to a loud crash. She sat up with a start and looked at her watch. She squealed. It was six thirty. Never mind the crashing and banging coming from the dining room, she was going to miss the bus to school. She raced into the kitchen, turning her head just in time to see a teapot come sailing toward her face. She stretched out her hands and caught it just before it came into contact with her nose. Hot tea and porcelin came in contact with her bare skin causing cries of "Itai" to escape her mouth. She sat the little white teapot down on the counter and wiped her burning fingers on her pajama pants.

"Ah! Gomen!" Shige exclaimed, rising from his place at the table to come and check on Shia.

Shia waved him away as she grabbed a piece of salmon off the plate on the table. "Why were you throwing the teapot anyway kato-San?" She asked through a mouthful of her breakfast.

"Yamashita-kun was making fun of my hair and..." Shige let his voice trail off as Shia turned her head to Yamapi, who had been standing behind the door and for whom the teapot had been meant.

"Yama-Chan don't pick on Shige's hair! You know how sensative he is about it." She turned to find Shige snickering behind his fingertips. "...and you, Kato... You shouldn't throw things... Do you know what would have happened if you'd have hit me?" She didn't add anything, just let Shige's vivid imagination go to work while she poured herself a cup of tea from the cooling coffee pot. She turned from the counter to the table where Koyama, Massu, Tegoshi, and Ryo were sitting watching the usual morning drama unfold with amusment. "Why didn't one of you wake me up at six! I'm going to be late for classes!" This time, Koyama answered.

"Last time I tried to wake you up you almost broke my nose. None of us wanted to do it this time so we just let you sleep." He stared up at her innocently while she stared down at him somewhat angrily.

Finally, after a long moment, Shia said, "Well you poked me. You got what you deserved! At these words, Koyama stood up and began tickling her, a smile playing at the corners of his pouty lips. Shia danced away from him and said, "I'm going to miss the bus. Who's gonna take me to school?" She grabbed another piece of salmon and gulped it down as she paced to the dining room doorway.

"I'll take you since i'm the one who almost caused you to have head trauma by flying teapot," Yamashita said, grinning his semi-crooked grin.

"Arigatou Yama-Chan!" Shia chirpped. She planted a light kiss on her cheek as she raced by. "I'll be ready in ten minutes!" Yamapi blushed as he felt her lips come in contact with his skin which caused Shige to laugh and joke about it. In no time flat, things were once again flying all over the dining room.

[Babey]

Chapter one
Tomohisa Yamahita's POV

Yamapi sat in his convertable as he waited for Shia to come out of the house. He had only know her for about a year but that was enough to realize that she was an enjoyable person to be around. When he'd first met her, he thought she was a little... odd. She was an american after all. But after a while he had warmed up to her although not as quick as Masuda and Tegoshi had. She was funny, a great dancer and singer and a good person to be around at any time.

Yamapi was tall, five foot eleven, whith shaggy sandy brown hair he ws constantly brushing out of his eyes. He had become a performer quite by accident. Now, he was glad he had.
Before he could think any further about Shia or himself, she came flying out the door, papers and pencils flying out of her bag in a concentrated cloud that only Shia could create. Yamapi laughed out loud at her appearance. She wore the required school uniform, a navy blue pleated skirt, white shirt, navy blue jacket and knee high socks and white shoes YES, but everything was a little off. Her Jacket was buttoned crooked, the top button hole and bottom button out of kelter. One knee high sock had slipped down to her calf, giving the appearance that one leg was taller than the other. Her hair was wild, as if the brush hadn't touched it in weeks. Shia raced to the car and jumped the door, landing in the seat with a soft 'plop'

"Drive!" she exclaimed as she rumaged around in her bag for her makeup.

"You know your...." Yamapi tried to speak but Shia cut him off mid sentance.

"YES! I know that my shirt's buttons are wrong, my socks are around my ankles. I am aware of it. I will fix it as you DRIVE!!" She quickly put her lipstick on as Yamapi backed out of the parking lot. He drove, avoiding the streets he knew would be gridlocked. As he drove, Shia applied her make up, straightened her clothes, and fixed her long hair. Yamapi was a little speechless. He had never really understood females and Shia was no exception.

"How did you do that?" he asked, genuinley curious.

"Years and years of practice Pi-Chan," Shia replied, checking her teeth in the sideview mirror. "I'm a lazy teenager. I've done this every day for about six years so i would be dissapointed if i wasn't good at it."

Yamapi pulled up at Toudai academy, stopping to let Shia leap out of the car. "Thanks Pi!" She grinned at him as she checked her watch. "With five minutes to spare! I owe you one!" Shia leaned over. Yamapi's throat tightened as Shia leaned toward him. He could smell her cherry blossom perfume as she kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"You're... You're welcome!" he managed to choke out. as she pulled away from him.

She made to walk away but turned and asked,"Can you make sure someone picks me up for dance rehersals?"

It took Yamapi a moment to find the words to speak around the lump in his throat. "Hai Shi-chan! Someone will be here at four o clock!"

"Arigotou Yama-chan!" Shia yelled as she raced into the building. Yamapi watched her go and drove off as he thought to himself, 'Baka... why are you feeling for Shia? She's a bandmate after all... Baka...'

He pushed the feeling of Shia's kiss, her smell, her touch out of his mind and drove to the gym. He had a few hours. A good long workout was just what he needed to get focused on the things he needed to do.

[Babey]

Kato Shigeaki's POV

Out of all the members of the household, Shige enjoyed the morning drama most of all. wether anybody realized it or not, this was a chance to relax and show their real selves... it also gave him a chance to talk to Shia and have her focus almost completely on him. After helping the others clean salmon of the floor and walls.... and ceiling, Shige stretched and snuck silently upstairs. He walked down the hall and placed his hand on his door but was distracted by the scent of Shia's favorite cherry blossom perfume. He turned to face Shia's door. It was white with lime green polkadots outlined in yellow. A big "KEEP OUT" sign was plastered right in the middle of it. Shige was a curious person, and he knew that, at that moment, his curiosity was about to get the better of him but he suddenly knew he MUST know what the inside of her room looked like. Shige checked over his shoulder to make sure everyone else was still down stairs and, ignoring the signs, opened the dooer and entered Shia's room.

Shige gasped when he saw her room. It didn't look like Shia at all. Everything was in black and red, abnormaly dark colors for her bright personality. She HAD an entire bedframe, but it was gone. Just hermatress was on the floor. On hr bed was a small black book. Shge sat down cross legged on the floor an flipped open the book. It was some sort of journal, Shige realized with intrest. He flipped through the journal and stopped at a entry right in the middle of the journal. She had written this entry her second month in Japan.

May 20, 2008
Ohayo Jen!
Quick update!

It's kinda awkward being the only girl in the house and i'm not sure what to say to them. The boys each have a disinctive personality and they really stand out, unlike plain boring me! Let's see....

Koyama's kind of like the father figure... to me anyways. He's protective and is the one who seems to get me out of the loads of trouble I always seem to get into. (Barely the second month and I already get in trouble... AMAZING! I know!) He's also very funny and a great karaoke partner. ^^

Yamapi's kind of like a brother. He's serious when I need him to be but picks on me the rest of the time. He's also very helpful. When I first got here, I had to jump in right away to learn the language, songs, dance steps etc. Pi-Chan was the one who helped me the most. Amazing how walking down the street bantering back and forth with someone can help you pick up the language.

Masuda's funny and very sweet. He's also a bottomless pit! That boy could match an elephant when it comes to eating. "Buta! Slow down!" are words that are uttered by every meal. Massu just smiles and keeps chowing down. Kawaii! haha. I think you'd get along with him best Jen.

Tegoshi... even though hes older than me, i still look at him like a little brother. He's so cute and is always good for a laugh! He's the one that helped me with pronunciaton within the songs. He was also a life saver.

Ryo... wow.... what can I say? He's kinda hard to figure out. I can never tell when he's joking and when he's serious. He's a lot like Michael... He's got a killer smile though. If he smiles big I pick on him and tell him he has a psycho grin. He's an amazing dancer. I don't think I could have made it through the first week if it hadn't been for his patience.

and finally Shige... noisy Shige. He's like the male version of Heather. He likes to pretend he's tough but we all know thats not true! If he's having a hard time, all I have to do is go over and hug him and he'll have a semi break down. It's so endearing! Haha. Like I said, I can piture him and Heather together fitting together perfectly.

Any girl would be lucky to have any of them.... Honestly, I love them all. It'd be hard to choose! Well that's todays entry! Pictures will be enclosed!
Love you
Shia

Shige stared at the last paragraph. This was a perfect opportnity for him to ask her out and she never had to find out that he'd read her journal home. He would ask her... tonight at dance rehersals. He flipped to the end of the journal and read the last entry, written last night.

September 23, 2008
Konnichiwa
Well Jen, this is the last entry! It's been fun keeping up with things in here! I'll do i for as long as i'm in Japan! We have a few weeks where we aren't planning anything so maybe I can make it down there soon! I miss you all and love you all!
xxx
Shia

Shige finished reading and placed the journal on back on Shia's bed. He snuck quietly out of her room and slid the door shut behind him. If he wanted to act, he'd have to act fast.