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[one shot] To have you - Juntoshi
Title: To Have You
Author: ica_90
Pairing: Juntoshi, and minor pairing with various relation
Genre: light angst and fluff
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jun is an oiran (older word for prostitute). He wanted to elope with his lover, but they were captured. Jun had the chance to escape the life of a prostitute, but he stays for two reasons: he has nowhere to go and he is also hoping that he would one day run into the person he loved. He sees that person pass by one day and hopes to catch his attention.
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iloveohmiya for helping me with the fic. sorry for the troubles last time :)
written foricedragontmr for Jun Fic exchange in Freestyle
His job is to please everyone. It doesn’t matter how or what he should do to achieve that. One thing is for sure though, if he fails, he’ll be punished.
His customer comes to him for various reasons and purposes. Some want company, some want more than that. He has lost count of how many women, or even men, he’s served himself to. This life he has now, he definitely thanks his dad for selling him as young as fifteen to this ‘house of pleasure for those who have enough money’.
It was his 18th birthday, when he first lost his virginity to a woman and to a man by the very next day. He felt disgusted at first, and until now the feeling has never faded. But he still does the job, although he doesn’t want it, not even with the slightest desire.
He just can’t run away. He has nowhere to go. His father has sold him before, so then, why would he go back to him? If, maybe, he did return to the jerk, how will his life end up? If he was sold one, he sure will be sold again the moment he sees the old man.
And so, he knows he needs to accept his fate sooner or later, an oiran will always be an oiran.
His 25th birthday is supposed to give him a new hope, for him to escape this sinful life. His lover, who is also his customer, came out with a perfect plan so they can run away.
He knows they love each other. Sho Sakurai, the perfect human being he met 4 years ago, a son of a very successful merchant a well-defined man. It took him a year to fall in love with the man, as Sho persistently chose him every night he went to the house.
But Sho hates his life. He hates being someone from a rich family. When he kept living on expectations, and when he was arranged to marry a daughter of another merchant who he never met, he came out with a perfect plan for both of them to run away from the town, or maybe even the country.
They thought it was a perfect plan, yet unfortunately it’s not.
It is not that far from the oiran house when both of them were caught by the house and Sakurai’s guards.
He could only watch as they drag Sho away from him. He’s sure someone has knocked him out because the next thing he knew was, he is already in his room, his hands bound with rope so he won’t escape again.
He’ll be punished, and he knows it. It will be hard and painful, but nothing is more painful when the next day, Sho comes, telling him he is already married to whoever his family has arranged him to marry.
He doesn’t know if he has any definition for the word cry anymore. It hurts so much when the person he loved leaves him for someone else, even though Sho never wanted it.
One last kiss and Sho leaves him with a final word.
“There’ll be someone who’ll love you. Someday, you’ll meet her, or maybe him,”
***
“You’ve worked for us really well, Matsumoto-kun,” The smile on the face of the house owner always makes him and everyone else shiver. Her smile sometimes means good, but most of the time, it doesn’t.
“You tried to run away from here last night, Matsumoto-kun,” she plays her fingers along the latter’s neck. “Does that mean you hate your job now?”
“I…”
“If you do… I’m letting you go,” she smirks watching the man’s confused face. “It’s a chance I do not really give to anyone. I am supposed to dispose you by the time they get you back, I’m somewhat in a good mood to give you an offer,” the woman makes her way back to her seat.
It is a good opportunity to get away from this life, he thinks. He should take the offer. He knows very well that once he rejects it, there’ll be no other chance from this woman.
“No,” he sure is shocked with his own reply, but he decides to continue. “No, I’m sorry for whatever happened last night. It won’t happen again,” His words concluded their meeting that night.
It’s not like he really wants to stay, but if he left, where will he go? He has no one and nowhere to go to. And the most important thing, Sho’s words last time gave him the greatest reason for him to stay.
Instead of one reason, now he has two. He hopes to meet the person he will love and love him back. And if the time finally comes, he won’t let go of the chance.
***
Being an oiran isn’t as simple as people think. They’re only kept in the house, waiting in the room until a customer comes to them, but the mistress also uses them for front-house duty, where they are asked to sit in front of the house, area covered with a few bars, being displayed to attract the customer with their beauty.
Jun always hates doing the front duty. He feels annoyed by the squeals, by the creepy smiles and stares of the horny customers, women or men. But being used as a front duty means he doesn’t have to treat any customer that night. Maybe that’s the only part that he likes about doing the front duty.
He is trying to hide his annoyance to the ladies when he sees someone.
That person has a tanned skin; it’s weird to tell he is Japanese. But Jun knows he is one. He has beautiful face features, from his eyes, nose, to his lips. By looking to the fabrics that he wears, he is definitely a fine man from a fine family.
Jun has found what he wants to find.
***
“You’ve met him? The one you are fated with?”
“Aiba, your voice is too loud,” he pulls the taller man closer to him before sighing. “I did. But he didn’t notice me,”
“Notice?”
“He didn’t even look at me. Oh come on, Aiba,” he smacks his best friend’s head when he sees him making a face. “I mean, I was being displayed there, well of course with other men and women. But not even once did he turn to look at us. Either he is straight, or not interested in a man, or he is never interested to have anyone of us,”
Aiba laughs. “You’re quite passive aren’t you? I thought Matsumoto Jun is always the aggressive one when it comes to…” Jun shut the man’s mouth with his hand, warning him they’re in public. After ensuring that Aiba understands what he’s trying to say, he lets go of his hand to see a smirk form on the man’s face.
“Just try your best will you? You want him means you need to make some effort,”
Jun sighs. Easier said than done. Now how can he find the person he saw last night when he doesn’t even know who he is or even his name? Sighing, he shakes his head.
But maybe luck is with him. Someone accidentally pushes him causing him to fall. His stuff that he’s been holding is now all over the place. Letting out a curse, he starts to collect what’s his before the one who caused it spoke.
“I’m so sorry, I’m in hurry,” the man speaks. Jun makes a nod acknowledging the man. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just my things are now…” He pauses as he sees the one who’s talking to him.
It’s him. The tanned guy. The one he saw last night. He couldn’t believe his eyes that his mouth is wide open now.
“I’m not fine! Of course I’m not. My things has gone dirty and I have just bought them,”
“Gomen,”
The tanned man pouted.
“Tell me your name then,” Jun blurts out something that even he didn’t know where it came from.
“What? Why?”
“Well, because you have caused all these. So I demand to know your name,” Jun says, smirking.
For a moment, the tanned man stays silent before he rolls his eyes.
“I prefer to pay whatever damage I have done rather than telling you my name,” and then the man leaves.
***
Jun never thought the man that he met was such an arrogant guy. Why on earth am I falling in love at the first sight with that guy? He thinks to himself.
So he said that he prefers to pay him, but yet he still leaves. How stupid can that man be? That makes him annoyed.
He sees that man again that night, walking so fast not bother to look around. How high are that man’s standards?
Jun fakes a smile as a response to the squeal the woman gave watching him. He is not really focusing on his work, his mind keeps on thinking on how to approach the tanned man the next time he sees him.
***
“How much is this?” he asks the tailor about the clothes.
“30000 yen”
“I’ll pay,” a voice from behind startles him. He quickly turns around to see the owner of the voice is the tanned man that he’s been thinking of.
“But...”
“No buts. I’ll pay. It suits you anyway,” Jun lets out a small chuckle.
“It’s not for me. It’s for my friend,”
“Oh, a girl,”
“A man. You’re not really fashionable, are you? This fabric is for men,” Jun says, causing the older man to make a face.
“But you look girly to me. That’s the reason why I thought the fabric suits you. I think the fabric will be more suitable if a girl wears that,”
Jun rolls his eyes. Oh, so suddenly Mr. Arrogant turns into Mr friendly all of sudden.
“I don’t need this anymore,”
“Oh, you really need this. I know you need it. Take it. Because I don’t really want to keep contact with you anymore,” the tanned guy said, pushing the package containing the clothes into Jun’s hand.
Here, Jun feels annoyed.
“You’re so annoying, mister. I hope you’ll eat your words one day because I’m so going to find a way to make you keep in contact with me,”
But the tanned man just laughs.
***
Jun has made a lot of efforts to make the tanned man at least tell him his name but he has never succeeded.
He has once baked a cake, as suggested by Aiba. He waits for the latter at the market so they could coincidentally meet like last time. The market was almost closed when the tanned man showed up, smirking at him.
“Thanks… but I don’t really eat sweets. I think I’ll let my whole family eat this later,” is what Ohno says before walking away.
The second time, he walks along the harbor and he sees the man. That was the first time that the both of them talked without quarrelling or any sarcastic remarks. But the topics they talked about are all about fish. None of them interested Jun so much, but he pretended like he did.
The next time they met again at the market, the man didn’t smirk, but instead smiles at him. If Jun didn’t lean at the nearest wall, he might have fallen due to the bright smile the man gave to him.
Jun offered to buy him a drink, and he agreed. They talked about some random topic but Ohno is not near telling him his name. Not even once did he blurt it out, so Jun kept on calling him tanned man.
“Tell me your name?”
“No,” Ohno replied, taking a sip from his cup.
“Why not?” Jun asked causing Ohno to shake his head.
“I don’t want a commitment,”
Jun feels his heart shattered hearing the man’s words.
“Even as friend?”
“Even as friend,” and the man leaves him alone.
“Why not?” Jun asked himself, trying to mend his broken heart.
***
Maybe he’s right after all; he has fallen in love with the wrong person. He knows where he stands. An oiran will stays as an oiran. He and Ohno is nowhere near any possibility of being together. That man is a free man, while he is a slut. Maybe he has been destined not to be loved or not to love someone.
All the thinking makes him unable to focus on his works. It is good for him that he can ignore the hard squealing of the woman who’s been watching him with a creepy stare, but not for the mistress. She taps the man shoulder with her handmade fan, causing the man to turn and face the unsatisfied face.
“You’re day dreaming,” Jun mutters a sorry, causing the mistress to produce an annoyed sound.
“You have a customer inside,”
“Eh? but…”
“No buts. The customer insists to have you. Aiba will replace your front duty now. Go!” The mistress orders. He glances at Aiba asking for a simple explanation. A front duty shouldn’t be left halfway, but what he’s doing now is just against everything. He feels weird. And the concerned face of Aiba makes him feels even more uncomfortable.
He walks quietly towards his assigned room where his customer waiting. He walks slowly since he isn’t ready for the night. He doesn’t even know if it is man or woman than he needs to please tonight, but the moment he entered the room, he feels the time stop.
“You!!!” he exclaimed, seeing the tanned man inside the room.
The man nods. Slowly he stands, making his way towards the oiran, kissing his nape.
“Your name,” he whispers along with another kiss.
Jun shut his eyes, muttering his name. “Jun…. sir,”
He couldn’t think straight. He lets the man do whatever he wants while he is being completely hopeless. So the man knows who he is. So that’s the reason why he said that. To the man, he is the lowest human being.
Jun is not even hard when the man entered him, and when the man released in him, he was not done. But the man prepared to leave once he’s done.
“Sit, Jun. we need to talk,”
But Jun didn’t move even a little. The man waits for a while but Jun keeps still.
“My mom was an oiran too. He gave birth to me to escape her life as an oiran. She married my dad after she left,”
Jun keeps on listening, still not moving from the bed.
“I knew you’re one when I saw you in the market when the first time we met. But I never thought I’d love you, Jun. Whenever I look at you, you remind me of my mom. I can’t keep away the image I have of an oiran,”
“You don’t know me, sir,”
“My name is Ohno-,”
“It’s not important anymore. To know your name, it’s not important anymore,” Jun replies, wiping his tears. “You don’t know me. I do not want this. But it’s no use to tell you because all that you have is that image of me,”
Jun pulls up his robe, covering his body, before sitting properly on the bed.
“I want to find someone who will love me, and someone for me to love. I’ve found one before but his family didn’t like it. He married someone else. I thought that I found you. I thought that you’re the right person. I didn’t see you because of your money or status. I don’t know how, but I just fell for you. Turns out, I’m wrong,”
For a while Ohno was speechless. He let the man rant about whatever he wanted to.
He was wrong. He thought that Jun was after his money, like what his mom had done to his dad. Ohno wants to believe that Jun’s lying with all the things he said. but Ohno can’t deny that the man looks so sincere.
Jun took out his small wallet from his robe.
“I’m not after your money. Here, I return your money. 30,000 yen for the clothes last time.Thank you very much, sir,”
He walks to the door and opens it for Ohno.
“I’m here for your service. Please come again whenever you want, sir,”
He may have become too rude to his customer, but he couldn’t hold out is anger.
He waits for Ohno to leave the room before he shut the door and went back to the bed, crying.
Moments later, he heard a knock on the door. He wipes his tears and cleans up his face to hide his tears. And when he allows whoever is on the other side of the door to come in, it was the mistress, with her wide smile.
“You must have provided him a good service, Matsumoto-san. You earned a lot,” she says, counting the money before handing out some amount to him. Jun shook his head.
“I’m sorry,” he says, taking the chair for the mistress to sit before returning the amount back to the mistress “But if that customer comes for me, you can keep whatever he gave to you,”
“Wow, hard time?”
Jun didn’t answer the mistress.
“I know I have asked you this before, but how much does it needs for me to get away from this place?”
The mistress smirks.
“You know you are my pet son here, don’t you Jun?” Jun keeps on being silent. He just wants to get away from here. “But if you insist… What if you do me tonight, then I’ll tell you the other conditions?”
***
Ohno makes his way back to his family house. On his way back, he kept thinking about what Jun said to him.
He’s heard so many things about an oiran. Some of them work there to support their family, and some of them were sold by their parents since their early age. Jun’s right, he didn’t know a single thing about that man that he doesn’t have the right to talk to him that way.
He walks into his house to see his father pampering his younger brother who had been adopted from the orphanage, his too kind father.
“Has he been sleeping?” His father nods, before Ohno went to them, and sat facing his father, teasing his sleeping brother. He laughs quietly when the younger pushes his hand when he teases his nose.
“Kazu is always the cute one when he sleeps,” he says, kissing his younger brother.
“Tousan,” Ohno begins after being silent. “Tell me about mom, please?”
His father looks at him with a confused look before he sighs once.
“She… is a very beautiful lady. When she speaks, she speak so softly. Not even once she has raised her voice. She is lovely,”
Ohno shrugs.
“How can you still talk about her lovingly, when she run away from you?”
“She never ran away from me, Satoshi. Where did you get the idea from?”
He waits for a while before muttering. “Everyone,”
His father shook his head.
“You believe in rumors before you even asked me about it?”
“If that isn’t true, then why isn’t she’s here? Why is it she never here to raise me up? Why is it that you do all that in her place?”
“Because she died,”
Ohno is speechless hearing the answer. He doesn’t ask anymore, but he let his father continue.
“She fell sick when she had you, and then she already gave birth to you, she didn’t get any better. There were so many things we did. I took her everywhere so that she’ll be better, but none of them worked,”
He pauses and stays silent for a while.
“Maybe it’s true, the part that she ran away. She ran away from me because she hated seeing all the things I’ve done for her. Everyday, I let her take medicines, but she never gets better. That’s the reason why she left. She didn’t want me to see, to care about her while she’s dying, not because she didn’t love me,”
Ohno’s dad stands to move his brother to the bed. After dropping a good night kiss on the younger’s forehead, he goes back to Satoshi, who’s still sitting at the living room.
“There must be a reason you ask me this?”
Satoshi sighs.
“He fell in love with the wrong person,”
“Huh?”
“He fell in love with me. But I said bad things to him. Because I can’t let go of the image I have about those oiran. Maybe not because of mom, but after everyone told me about them, I just….”
His father gave him a soft smile.
“You love him?”
“I…”
“Tell me about him,”
It took Ohno a while before he starts telling his dad about the man, the first time he saw Jun performing the front duty, and then he met him in person. He fell in love at first sight with the man, but he couldn’t say it to the younger.
He loved how much effort Jun put into baking him a cake. He said he didn’t eat sweets, but the truth is, he kept eating it, and left a slice each for his father and younger brother. He loves how Jun listens to him even though Ohno knows Jun is never really interested on the topics they had.
“Young man,” his father stops him. “You’re so passionate when you talk about him,”
“But he’s an oiran,”
“So?” His father asks, making him more confused. “Satoshi-kun. I’ve married one before. Yeah, maybe someone is after your money, but I don’t think he is,”
“But I’ve hurt him,”
“Then win him back,”
Satoshi’s eyes are wider than before.
“You won’t be mad if I took him out of that place and marry him?”
His father shook his head.
“You love him, and that’s what matters. Stop thinking about others, about what they say. If that makes you happy, ignore them,”
Satoshi nods slightly, making a promise to himself to find Jun again, to make everything right.
***
He doesn’t see Jun in the market like always causing him to feel slightly worried. But then he puts some logic into his brain. Of course Jun wouldn’t want to see him again after all that he said last night.
He waits for the night to come again before he went into the oiran’s house. He saw there is no Jun performing the front duty that night, but he recognizes the man who’s greeting every customer who comes in.
“Ohno-san, Irrashaimase,” Aiba bows politely.
“Jun…”
“He has a customer tonight. I’m sure he’s waiting inside his room,”
Ohno looks at the man in disbelief.
“We’re oirans, Ohno-san. Our job is to please anyone. He made a mistake of falling in love with his customer. Well, he was punished before he can really run away from this place,”
“What sort of punishment?”
Aiba was about to answer when the mistress greets the customer.
“Good evening, Sir. I’m glad you’ve come again. I can take you to choose someone tonight,”
“I want Matsumoto-san,”
“But, he has been booked by another customer,”
“In that case, I’ll buy him. And I’ll pay him triple for tonight. Please,”
Both the mistress and Aiba kept on looking at each other.
***
Jun puts a little powder on his body as the last touch up on him. Somehow his memories about last night appeared on his mind again.
He put himself in real trouble when he moaned the older one’s name while he made love with the mistress, causing the mistress to stop him. He knew he’ll be punished real hard, before she told him another condition.
“This is the house of pleasure, Matsumoto-kun. You’re pleasuring people. But when you do it, but moan some others name, that just won’t do,” she paused taking a sip from tea that the assistant brought her. “You may leave, but with one condition. 10 more men, women will not be counted. No payment will be given to you, because that will be your payment to leave this place,”
Jun sighs thinking of the condition. At least today he had a man for him tonight. He just needs to bear it for a while, maybe for a year. To have a guy with him is a rare. It might occur twice a month or even none.
He hears the knock on the door before he pulls his robe to his body, and goes to open the door to his customer. He keeps bowing until his customer asks him to stand straight.
And there, the tanned man was standing in front him.
“You… you’re not supposed to be my customer to-“
“I know,” Jun makes a confused face once before shaking his head.
“Whatever. Welcome sir. What can I do for you?”
Ohno smiles. Slowly he makes his steps towards the younger man, pulling him to the bed before asks him to sit facing him. He closes the distance between them, before dropping a kiss on the younger’s lips.
“I’ve paid you for tonight. Triple than the amount. So I want you to make love to me,”
***
It’s a month later when Jun is on the ship moving away from the village to somewhere new. Next to him is Ohno who’s been holding his hand tightly, not even trying to let him go.
The night Ohno asked him to make love to him is that very same night Ohno told him that he has bought him with the amount the mistress has told him. Ohno helped him packing his stuff too, before they leave the house in silence.
Jun feels blessed. He never thought he will be free as soon as he could think. But one thing is for sure, Ohno finally understands how much he loves the man.
“We’ll leave the town for a certain time, then, we’ll come back here again,” Ohno says to him out of sudden. Jun nods.
“How can I make sure that you won’t leave me?” Jun asks.
“I won’t,” Ohno says, kissing the man. “Because if I did, then no one will listen to my fish story so earnestly,”
Ohno’s answer causes him to receive a soft hit on his arm. Ohno laughs a little bit before wrapping his arm around the man’s wrist. Somehow he remembers what the mistress has taught him that night.
“Well, our Matsumoto-kun is fragile...so, don’t hurt him whenever you take him,”
Ohno takes a deep breath before make a promise to himself.
“No, not again,”
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gomen, i didn't really write Juntoshi, and i think i really challenge my self writing this. sorry if you're not satisfied with this. *bow*
Author: ica_90
Pairing: Juntoshi, and minor pairing with various relation
Genre: light angst and fluff
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jun is an oiran (older word for prostitute). He wanted to elope with his lover, but they were captured. Jun had the chance to escape the life of a prostitute, but he stays for two reasons: he has nowhere to go and he is also hoping that he would one day run into the person he loved. He sees that person pass by one day and hopes to catch his attention.
Thanks to
iloveohmiya for helping me with the fic. sorry for the troubles last time :)written for
icedragontmr for Jun Fic exchange in FreestyleHis job is to please everyone. It doesn’t matter how or what he should do to achieve that. One thing is for sure though, if he fails, he’ll be punished.
His customer comes to him for various reasons and purposes. Some want company, some want more than that. He has lost count of how many women, or even men, he’s served himself to. This life he has now, he definitely thanks his dad for selling him as young as fifteen to this ‘house of pleasure for those who have enough money’.
It was his 18th birthday, when he first lost his virginity to a woman and to a man by the very next day. He felt disgusted at first, and until now the feeling has never faded. But he still does the job, although he doesn’t want it, not even with the slightest desire.
He just can’t run away. He has nowhere to go. His father has sold him before, so then, why would he go back to him? If, maybe, he did return to the jerk, how will his life end up? If he was sold one, he sure will be sold again the moment he sees the old man.
And so, he knows he needs to accept his fate sooner or later, an oiran will always be an oiran.
His 25th birthday is supposed to give him a new hope, for him to escape this sinful life. His lover, who is also his customer, came out with a perfect plan so they can run away.
He knows they love each other. Sho Sakurai, the perfect human being he met 4 years ago, a son of a very successful merchant a well-defined man. It took him a year to fall in love with the man, as Sho persistently chose him every night he went to the house.
But Sho hates his life. He hates being someone from a rich family. When he kept living on expectations, and when he was arranged to marry a daughter of another merchant who he never met, he came out with a perfect plan for both of them to run away from the town, or maybe even the country.
They thought it was a perfect plan, yet unfortunately it’s not.
It is not that far from the oiran house when both of them were caught by the house and Sakurai’s guards.
He could only watch as they drag Sho away from him. He’s sure someone has knocked him out because the next thing he knew was, he is already in his room, his hands bound with rope so he won’t escape again.
He’ll be punished, and he knows it. It will be hard and painful, but nothing is more painful when the next day, Sho comes, telling him he is already married to whoever his family has arranged him to marry.
He doesn’t know if he has any definition for the word cry anymore. It hurts so much when the person he loved leaves him for someone else, even though Sho never wanted it.
One last kiss and Sho leaves him with a final word.
“There’ll be someone who’ll love you. Someday, you’ll meet her, or maybe him,”
***
“You’ve worked for us really well, Matsumoto-kun,” The smile on the face of the house owner always makes him and everyone else shiver. Her smile sometimes means good, but most of the time, it doesn’t.
“You tried to run away from here last night, Matsumoto-kun,” she plays her fingers along the latter’s neck. “Does that mean you hate your job now?”
“I…”
“If you do… I’m letting you go,” she smirks watching the man’s confused face. “It’s a chance I do not really give to anyone. I am supposed to dispose you by the time they get you back, I’m somewhat in a good mood to give you an offer,” the woman makes her way back to her seat.
It is a good opportunity to get away from this life, he thinks. He should take the offer. He knows very well that once he rejects it, there’ll be no other chance from this woman.
“No,” he sure is shocked with his own reply, but he decides to continue. “No, I’m sorry for whatever happened last night. It won’t happen again,” His words concluded their meeting that night.
It’s not like he really wants to stay, but if he left, where will he go? He has no one and nowhere to go to. And the most important thing, Sho’s words last time gave him the greatest reason for him to stay.
Instead of one reason, now he has two. He hopes to meet the person he will love and love him back. And if the time finally comes, he won’t let go of the chance.
***
Being an oiran isn’t as simple as people think. They’re only kept in the house, waiting in the room until a customer comes to them, but the mistress also uses them for front-house duty, where they are asked to sit in front of the house, area covered with a few bars, being displayed to attract the customer with their beauty.
Jun always hates doing the front duty. He feels annoyed by the squeals, by the creepy smiles and stares of the horny customers, women or men. But being used as a front duty means he doesn’t have to treat any customer that night. Maybe that’s the only part that he likes about doing the front duty.
He is trying to hide his annoyance to the ladies when he sees someone.
That person has a tanned skin; it’s weird to tell he is Japanese. But Jun knows he is one. He has beautiful face features, from his eyes, nose, to his lips. By looking to the fabrics that he wears, he is definitely a fine man from a fine family.
Jun has found what he wants to find.
***
“You’ve met him? The one you are fated with?”
“Aiba, your voice is too loud,” he pulls the taller man closer to him before sighing. “I did. But he didn’t notice me,”
“Notice?”
“He didn’t even look at me. Oh come on, Aiba,” he smacks his best friend’s head when he sees him making a face. “I mean, I was being displayed there, well of course with other men and women. But not even once did he turn to look at us. Either he is straight, or not interested in a man, or he is never interested to have anyone of us,”
Aiba laughs. “You’re quite passive aren’t you? I thought Matsumoto Jun is always the aggressive one when it comes to…” Jun shut the man’s mouth with his hand, warning him they’re in public. After ensuring that Aiba understands what he’s trying to say, he lets go of his hand to see a smirk form on the man’s face.
“Just try your best will you? You want him means you need to make some effort,”
Jun sighs. Easier said than done. Now how can he find the person he saw last night when he doesn’t even know who he is or even his name? Sighing, he shakes his head.
But maybe luck is with him. Someone accidentally pushes him causing him to fall. His stuff that he’s been holding is now all over the place. Letting out a curse, he starts to collect what’s his before the one who caused it spoke.
“I’m so sorry, I’m in hurry,” the man speaks. Jun makes a nod acknowledging the man. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just my things are now…” He pauses as he sees the one who’s talking to him.
It’s him. The tanned guy. The one he saw last night. He couldn’t believe his eyes that his mouth is wide open now.
“I’m not fine! Of course I’m not. My things has gone dirty and I have just bought them,”
“Gomen,”
The tanned man pouted.
“Tell me your name then,” Jun blurts out something that even he didn’t know where it came from.
“What? Why?”
“Well, because you have caused all these. So I demand to know your name,” Jun says, smirking.
For a moment, the tanned man stays silent before he rolls his eyes.
“I prefer to pay whatever damage I have done rather than telling you my name,” and then the man leaves.
***
Jun never thought the man that he met was such an arrogant guy. Why on earth am I falling in love at the first sight with that guy? He thinks to himself.
So he said that he prefers to pay him, but yet he still leaves. How stupid can that man be? That makes him annoyed.
He sees that man again that night, walking so fast not bother to look around. How high are that man’s standards?
Jun fakes a smile as a response to the squeal the woman gave watching him. He is not really focusing on his work, his mind keeps on thinking on how to approach the tanned man the next time he sees him.
***
“How much is this?” he asks the tailor about the clothes.
“30000 yen”
“I’ll pay,” a voice from behind startles him. He quickly turns around to see the owner of the voice is the tanned man that he’s been thinking of.
“But...”
“No buts. I’ll pay. It suits you anyway,” Jun lets out a small chuckle.
“It’s not for me. It’s for my friend,”
“Oh, a girl,”
“A man. You’re not really fashionable, are you? This fabric is for men,” Jun says, causing the older man to make a face.
“But you look girly to me. That’s the reason why I thought the fabric suits you. I think the fabric will be more suitable if a girl wears that,”
Jun rolls his eyes. Oh, so suddenly Mr. Arrogant turns into Mr friendly all of sudden.
“I don’t need this anymore,”
“Oh, you really need this. I know you need it. Take it. Because I don’t really want to keep contact with you anymore,” the tanned guy said, pushing the package containing the clothes into Jun’s hand.
Here, Jun feels annoyed.
“You’re so annoying, mister. I hope you’ll eat your words one day because I’m so going to find a way to make you keep in contact with me,”
But the tanned man just laughs.
***
Jun has made a lot of efforts to make the tanned man at least tell him his name but he has never succeeded.
He has once baked a cake, as suggested by Aiba. He waits for the latter at the market so they could coincidentally meet like last time. The market was almost closed when the tanned man showed up, smirking at him.
“Thanks… but I don’t really eat sweets. I think I’ll let my whole family eat this later,” is what Ohno says before walking away.
The second time, he walks along the harbor and he sees the man. That was the first time that the both of them talked without quarrelling or any sarcastic remarks. But the topics they talked about are all about fish. None of them interested Jun so much, but he pretended like he did.
The next time they met again at the market, the man didn’t smirk, but instead smiles at him. If Jun didn’t lean at the nearest wall, he might have fallen due to the bright smile the man gave to him.
Jun offered to buy him a drink, and he agreed. They talked about some random topic but Ohno is not near telling him his name. Not even once did he blurt it out, so Jun kept on calling him tanned man.
“Tell me your name?”
“No,” Ohno replied, taking a sip from his cup.
“Why not?” Jun asked causing Ohno to shake his head.
“I don’t want a commitment,”
Jun feels his heart shattered hearing the man’s words.
“Even as friend?”
“Even as friend,” and the man leaves him alone.
“Why not?” Jun asked himself, trying to mend his broken heart.
***
Maybe he’s right after all; he has fallen in love with the wrong person. He knows where he stands. An oiran will stays as an oiran. He and Ohno is nowhere near any possibility of being together. That man is a free man, while he is a slut. Maybe he has been destined not to be loved or not to love someone.
All the thinking makes him unable to focus on his works. It is good for him that he can ignore the hard squealing of the woman who’s been watching him with a creepy stare, but not for the mistress. She taps the man shoulder with her handmade fan, causing the man to turn and face the unsatisfied face.
“You’re day dreaming,” Jun mutters a sorry, causing the mistress to produce an annoyed sound.
“You have a customer inside,”
“Eh? but…”
“No buts. The customer insists to have you. Aiba will replace your front duty now. Go!” The mistress orders. He glances at Aiba asking for a simple explanation. A front duty shouldn’t be left halfway, but what he’s doing now is just against everything. He feels weird. And the concerned face of Aiba makes him feels even more uncomfortable.
He walks quietly towards his assigned room where his customer waiting. He walks slowly since he isn’t ready for the night. He doesn’t even know if it is man or woman than he needs to please tonight, but the moment he entered the room, he feels the time stop.
“You!!!” he exclaimed, seeing the tanned man inside the room.
The man nods. Slowly he stands, making his way towards the oiran, kissing his nape.
“Your name,” he whispers along with another kiss.
Jun shut his eyes, muttering his name. “Jun…. sir,”
He couldn’t think straight. He lets the man do whatever he wants while he is being completely hopeless. So the man knows who he is. So that’s the reason why he said that. To the man, he is the lowest human being.
Jun is not even hard when the man entered him, and when the man released in him, he was not done. But the man prepared to leave once he’s done.
“Sit, Jun. we need to talk,”
But Jun didn’t move even a little. The man waits for a while but Jun keeps still.
“My mom was an oiran too. He gave birth to me to escape her life as an oiran. She married my dad after she left,”
Jun keeps on listening, still not moving from the bed.
“I knew you’re one when I saw you in the market when the first time we met. But I never thought I’d love you, Jun. Whenever I look at you, you remind me of my mom. I can’t keep away the image I have of an oiran,”
“You don’t know me, sir,”
“My name is Ohno-,”
“It’s not important anymore. To know your name, it’s not important anymore,” Jun replies, wiping his tears. “You don’t know me. I do not want this. But it’s no use to tell you because all that you have is that image of me,”
Jun pulls up his robe, covering his body, before sitting properly on the bed.
“I want to find someone who will love me, and someone for me to love. I’ve found one before but his family didn’t like it. He married someone else. I thought that I found you. I thought that you’re the right person. I didn’t see you because of your money or status. I don’t know how, but I just fell for you. Turns out, I’m wrong,”
For a while Ohno was speechless. He let the man rant about whatever he wanted to.
He was wrong. He thought that Jun was after his money, like what his mom had done to his dad. Ohno wants to believe that Jun’s lying with all the things he said. but Ohno can’t deny that the man looks so sincere.
Jun took out his small wallet from his robe.
“I’m not after your money. Here, I return your money. 30,000 yen for the clothes last time.Thank you very much, sir,”
He walks to the door and opens it for Ohno.
“I’m here for your service. Please come again whenever you want, sir,”
He may have become too rude to his customer, but he couldn’t hold out is anger.
He waits for Ohno to leave the room before he shut the door and went back to the bed, crying.
Moments later, he heard a knock on the door. He wipes his tears and cleans up his face to hide his tears. And when he allows whoever is on the other side of the door to come in, it was the mistress, with her wide smile.
“You must have provided him a good service, Matsumoto-san. You earned a lot,” she says, counting the money before handing out some amount to him. Jun shook his head.
“I’m sorry,” he says, taking the chair for the mistress to sit before returning the amount back to the mistress “But if that customer comes for me, you can keep whatever he gave to you,”
“Wow, hard time?”
Jun didn’t answer the mistress.
“I know I have asked you this before, but how much does it needs for me to get away from this place?”
The mistress smirks.
“You know you are my pet son here, don’t you Jun?” Jun keeps on being silent. He just wants to get away from here. “But if you insist… What if you do me tonight, then I’ll tell you the other conditions?”
***
Ohno makes his way back to his family house. On his way back, he kept thinking about what Jun said to him.
He’s heard so many things about an oiran. Some of them work there to support their family, and some of them were sold by their parents since their early age. Jun’s right, he didn’t know a single thing about that man that he doesn’t have the right to talk to him that way.
He walks into his house to see his father pampering his younger brother who had been adopted from the orphanage, his too kind father.
“Has he been sleeping?” His father nods, before Ohno went to them, and sat facing his father, teasing his sleeping brother. He laughs quietly when the younger pushes his hand when he teases his nose.
“Kazu is always the cute one when he sleeps,” he says, kissing his younger brother.
“Tousan,” Ohno begins after being silent. “Tell me about mom, please?”
His father looks at him with a confused look before he sighs once.
“She… is a very beautiful lady. When she speaks, she speak so softly. Not even once she has raised her voice. She is lovely,”
Ohno shrugs.
“How can you still talk about her lovingly, when she run away from you?”
“She never ran away from me, Satoshi. Where did you get the idea from?”
He waits for a while before muttering. “Everyone,”
His father shook his head.
“You believe in rumors before you even asked me about it?”
“If that isn’t true, then why isn’t she’s here? Why is it she never here to raise me up? Why is it that you do all that in her place?”
“Because she died,”
Ohno is speechless hearing the answer. He doesn’t ask anymore, but he let his father continue.
“She fell sick when she had you, and then she already gave birth to you, she didn’t get any better. There were so many things we did. I took her everywhere so that she’ll be better, but none of them worked,”
He pauses and stays silent for a while.
“Maybe it’s true, the part that she ran away. She ran away from me because she hated seeing all the things I’ve done for her. Everyday, I let her take medicines, but she never gets better. That’s the reason why she left. She didn’t want me to see, to care about her while she’s dying, not because she didn’t love me,”
Ohno’s dad stands to move his brother to the bed. After dropping a good night kiss on the younger’s forehead, he goes back to Satoshi, who’s still sitting at the living room.
“There must be a reason you ask me this?”
Satoshi sighs.
“He fell in love with the wrong person,”
“Huh?”
“He fell in love with me. But I said bad things to him. Because I can’t let go of the image I have about those oiran. Maybe not because of mom, but after everyone told me about them, I just….”
His father gave him a soft smile.
“You love him?”
“I…”
“Tell me about him,”
It took Ohno a while before he starts telling his dad about the man, the first time he saw Jun performing the front duty, and then he met him in person. He fell in love at first sight with the man, but he couldn’t say it to the younger.
He loved how much effort Jun put into baking him a cake. He said he didn’t eat sweets, but the truth is, he kept eating it, and left a slice each for his father and younger brother. He loves how Jun listens to him even though Ohno knows Jun is never really interested on the topics they had.
“Young man,” his father stops him. “You’re so passionate when you talk about him,”
“But he’s an oiran,”
“So?” His father asks, making him more confused. “Satoshi-kun. I’ve married one before. Yeah, maybe someone is after your money, but I don’t think he is,”
“But I’ve hurt him,”
“Then win him back,”
Satoshi’s eyes are wider than before.
“You won’t be mad if I took him out of that place and marry him?”
His father shook his head.
“You love him, and that’s what matters. Stop thinking about others, about what they say. If that makes you happy, ignore them,”
Satoshi nods slightly, making a promise to himself to find Jun again, to make everything right.
***
He doesn’t see Jun in the market like always causing him to feel slightly worried. But then he puts some logic into his brain. Of course Jun wouldn’t want to see him again after all that he said last night.
He waits for the night to come again before he went into the oiran’s house. He saw there is no Jun performing the front duty that night, but he recognizes the man who’s greeting every customer who comes in.
“Ohno-san, Irrashaimase,” Aiba bows politely.
“Jun…”
“He has a customer tonight. I’m sure he’s waiting inside his room,”
Ohno looks at the man in disbelief.
“We’re oirans, Ohno-san. Our job is to please anyone. He made a mistake of falling in love with his customer. Well, he was punished before he can really run away from this place,”
“What sort of punishment?”
Aiba was about to answer when the mistress greets the customer.
“Good evening, Sir. I’m glad you’ve come again. I can take you to choose someone tonight,”
“I want Matsumoto-san,”
“But, he has been booked by another customer,”
“In that case, I’ll buy him. And I’ll pay him triple for tonight. Please,”
Both the mistress and Aiba kept on looking at each other.
***
Jun puts a little powder on his body as the last touch up on him. Somehow his memories about last night appeared on his mind again.
He put himself in real trouble when he moaned the older one’s name while he made love with the mistress, causing the mistress to stop him. He knew he’ll be punished real hard, before she told him another condition.
“This is the house of pleasure, Matsumoto-kun. You’re pleasuring people. But when you do it, but moan some others name, that just won’t do,” she paused taking a sip from tea that the assistant brought her. “You may leave, but with one condition. 10 more men, women will not be counted. No payment will be given to you, because that will be your payment to leave this place,”
Jun sighs thinking of the condition. At least today he had a man for him tonight. He just needs to bear it for a while, maybe for a year. To have a guy with him is a rare. It might occur twice a month or even none.
He hears the knock on the door before he pulls his robe to his body, and goes to open the door to his customer. He keeps bowing until his customer asks him to stand straight.
And there, the tanned man was standing in front him.
“You… you’re not supposed to be my customer to-“
“I know,” Jun makes a confused face once before shaking his head.
“Whatever. Welcome sir. What can I do for you?”
Ohno smiles. Slowly he makes his steps towards the younger man, pulling him to the bed before asks him to sit facing him. He closes the distance between them, before dropping a kiss on the younger’s lips.
“I’ve paid you for tonight. Triple than the amount. So I want you to make love to me,”
***
It’s a month later when Jun is on the ship moving away from the village to somewhere new. Next to him is Ohno who’s been holding his hand tightly, not even trying to let him go.
The night Ohno asked him to make love to him is that very same night Ohno told him that he has bought him with the amount the mistress has told him. Ohno helped him packing his stuff too, before they leave the house in silence.
Jun feels blessed. He never thought he will be free as soon as he could think. But one thing is for sure, Ohno finally understands how much he loves the man.
“We’ll leave the town for a certain time, then, we’ll come back here again,” Ohno says to him out of sudden. Jun nods.
“How can I make sure that you won’t leave me?” Jun asks.
“I won’t,” Ohno says, kissing the man. “Because if I did, then no one will listen to my fish story so earnestly,”
Ohno’s answer causes him to receive a soft hit on his arm. Ohno laughs a little bit before wrapping his arm around the man’s wrist. Somehow he remembers what the mistress has taught him that night.
“Well, our Matsumoto-kun is fragile...so, don’t hurt him whenever you take him,”
Ohno takes a deep breath before make a promise to himself.
“No, not again,”
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gomen, i didn't really write Juntoshi, and i think i really challenge my self writing this. sorry if you're not satisfied with this. *bow*
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