Log in

11 November 2004 @ 07:24 pm
Song: Right Through You
Title: Transparent
Pair: BeKami...OHO~!
Notes: I want those pictures, Nori. >)

Wait a minute man
You mispronounced my name
You didn't wait for all the information
Before you turned me away
Wait a minute sir
You kind of hurt my feelings
You see me as a sweet back-loaded puppet
And you've got meal ticket taste

“H-hey!” Kamio yelled at Atobe. “You spoiled piece of shit! I can’t fucking believe you!” The redhead stomped around the room with its decadent trappings. Atobe sat in chair and stared blandly at him.

They’d had this argument before…just it stung harder every time and this…this was the last straw for Kamio.

“You think ‘cause you’re rich you can do whatever you want and toss people around. Well, fuck that. I’m not going to stick around and be your fuck puppet just ‘cause you’re lonely or whatever.” Kamio rolled his eyes.

I see right through you
I know right through you
I feel right through you
I walk right through you

Atobe’s head snapped up. “What?” He asked coolly. “I’m not lonely. I can have whatever I want. Being lonely is so…plebian.”

You took me for a joke
You took me for a child
You took a long hard look at my ass
And then played golf for a while

Kamio’s cheeks burned with humiliation. No. Fuck, don’t let him treat you like that. “You…you’re suck a JERK! Biggest jerk in the world too. You’re friggin’ selfish and you thing you’re all that. I can see right through you, boyo.”

Atobe twitched.

Your shake is like a fish
You pat me on the head
You took me out to wine dine 69 me
But didn't hear a damn word I said

Neither was sure what attracted on to the other. It just happened, like late night venturing to the street courts and that was Atobe’s amusement too, beating rookie after rookie and it wasn’t fair. Kamio put up a fight that wasn’t fair but admirable and even Shinji, usually stoic, cringed the tiniest bit. Then night fell and one by one the players left and then Kamio was left, angrily hitting a ball against a concrete wall until near midnight.

He didn’t know Atobe’d hung around and they played one more game, which he lost, of course but he didn’t mind too much when plush lips fell on his and he’d felt like he won.

Over and over, he won.

Every text message, every phone call, every time Atobe asked to see him.

Over and over, he won. These little things medals, testaments to that. Little Kamio, the hot-headed speed ace from Fudoumine – was Atobe’s addiction.

Then he’d noticed, Atobe never called him by name. He never mentioned him or talked about him. Like he wasn’t there. And when he’d complained, Atobe shrugged.

I see right through you
I know right through you
I feel right through you
I walk right through you

Kamio knew Atobe was just like any other kid. He knew, when Atobe didn’t think he was awake…listening in while Atobe spoke in hushed tones to his mother or father. Yes…yes…I guess I’m ok…won’t you come home, mama? I’m tired of eating here alone. No. Um…if you can’t…it’s ok…I can just…nevermind.

He almost felt sorry for the guy but when Atobe put the phone down, he was back to the persona he knew and everyone knew: arrogant, impeccable, beautiful and knew it.

But for an hour everyday, Atobe was just a regular teenager who wanted attention from the people who mattered.

So it made Kamio angry when it was so obviously not him.

It was a good thing he got out of there quick.

Hello Mr. Man
You didn't think I'd come back
You didn't think I'd show up with my army
And this ammunition on my back
Now that I'm Miss Thing
Now that I'm a zillionaire
You scan the credits for your name
And wonder why it's not there

He had something Atobe didn’t have in abundance but thought he did.

It was in the was An giggled and poked him when he was falling asleep in class.

When Shinji went into one of his rambling spells and Kamio had to elbow him.

When Ishida and Sakurai pounced on him in the locker room in mock bullying when he tried to be serious and vice-captain-like. Or when Uchimura scowled but followed him and Mori grinned nervously but gave him a thumbs up at a job well-done.

When Tachibana gave one of his tiny approving smiles from behind the hand that was usually splayed across his face when he was seriously observing something.

Kamio wished Atobe was up there but…whatever. You got what you gave.

I see right through you
I know right through you
I feel right through you
I walk right through you

he just wants your yakisoba: Kamio - Forgetful Ukemikage on November 11th, 2004 03:29 am (UTC)
*plots what gets drawn for this one >D*

I love you mommy. More and more with each passing fic. Not that I didn't lurve you already.
キモさ満々♡ 미친 외국인: iconoclasm - art by youkofujimadilettantka on November 11th, 2004 04:33 pm (UTC)
fuck puppet

Kamio is cheating on Atobe with Touji!!! XD
BUNNY [Spocktimus Prime]soloproject on November 11th, 2004 07:52 pm (UTC)
...dammit, she figured it out! >OOOO~!
Noël: Kamiojoyeuxnoel on November 11th, 2004 05:21 pm (UTC)
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
lady_readwolflady_readwolf on November 12th, 2004 06:36 pm (UTC)
again, nicely done. ^___^V