[FIC] Time is but a notion - Part 3
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pinkynishiTitle: Time is but a notion
Pairing: Akanishi/Kamenashi
Rating: PG-15 (For swearing, blood and mentions of sex)
Word Count: 21.5k / 35 pages
Warnings: Character death
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masami93 (thanks again <3 <3 <3)
Warning: This story is set in 2014 and it has to do with time travelling, there are A LOT of pop culture references. Included: Supernatural, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, TLoTR, Torchwood and maybe more, I forgot. oops!
Summary: The Time Turners is a worldwide police organization specialized in stopping illegal time travelling. They send their Time Agents in the past to stop these time travellers from messing with fixed events in time and creating alternate realities. Time Agents are forbidden to have prolonged contact with the people from the time they travel to but sometimes, it cannot be avoided. Relationships bloom, bonds are created.
Master Post
Part 1
Part 2
“Honey, I’m home!”
Jin chuckled at the calling but didn’t turn around from where he was standing in the kitchen. He didn’t even need to guess which Kazuya had entered his apartment. His Kazuya, the 26 year old version, had left 2 days ago so, because of his job, it wasn’t impossible for him to be back already, but considering how laid back the greeting had been, Jin knew that it was the youngest of the two.
“It’s been a while,” he said as he rubbed a dry cloth against the wet dish he was holding, then placing it in the drying rack next to the sink, plunging his hand into the water once more. “A month maybe -- oumf” He let out a small laugh as two arms circled around his waist, and an other body made contact with his, probably in a more violent way than it was first intended.
“I missed you,” the boy said, his cheek against Jin’s back. “They had me on missions all over the place and I couldn’t find the time to come back to you. Every time I wanted to come see you, I was already there.”
“Yeah. You’ve been spending more time here. YOU even told me that your superiors were getting kind of nosy about it.” He placed the rag down and turned around in Kazuya’s arms, hooking his own around the other. “I missed you too. It’s good to have you back.”
Kazuya smiled up at him and placed a kiss on Jin’s lips before setting the man free from his grasp and grabbing a dish to dry.
“You still have that shirt?” Jin laughed as he noticed the baseball shirt Kazuya was wearing. It was in fact the one he had given him on the night they first met.
Kazuya looked at himself and then back at Jin. “Oh. Yeah.” He let out a small laugh. “When I got home the first night...I washed it and it ended up in my room somewhere...I found it again a few years ago and it fits me now so I started to wear it more.”
Jin passed his thumb against the t-shirt and let his hand slide under it. “You know, funny story actually, you’re wearing one of your own shirts… When I told you this was my roommates...I meant that it was actually yours.” He laughed. “I can’t believe how mind-blowing this whole experience has been. I still can’t wrap my mind around it. How can you not go crazy from all this time travelling? I would be going mad!”
“Well…” Kazuya placed the final dish in the rack and pulled the plug to drain the water from the sink. He then placed both of his hands on Jin’s hips and pulled him closer. “I have something that keeps me grounded...something to go back for.”
“Like in Inception? I’m like, your totem that keeps you sane?”
Kazuya tilted his head to the side and stared at Jin for a few seconds. “Inception…” he repeated. “Did I see that? You made me watch a lot of movies.”
“You did, you did see Inception.” He kept on sliding his hand on Kazuya’s bare back. “You even said you liked it.”
“Did I?” Jin nodded and Kazuya smiled. “I say many things to make you happy.”
“Oh~ I like where this is heading.” Jin brought a hand to the boys neck and passed his fingers through Kazuya’s hair, their lips barely brushing. “By the way, I wore the ring the other day, in your well...not your your but you know, your presence.”
“And…?”
Jin laughed at Kazuya’s nervous expression, placing a kiss on the pink pouty lips. “It all went really well...not that I was expecting you to make a scene or anything...I’m just happy it’s all cleared up.”
“Hey Jin,” the boy whispered between kisses. “Do you want to go out for dinner and maybe a movie?”
“I’d love that.”
“And I love you,” the younger spurted out, realizing what he had said as the words slipped out of his mouth and he held his breath, his lips tightly sealed.
Jin leaned back, his hands now cupping Kazuya’s face, and he smiled. The boy had an expression that anyone could read: his eyes were wide and glossy and screamed panic. The small blush that had spread onto his face wasn’t helping his situation either.. “I love you too, but you already knew that.” He pressed a kiss on Kazuya’s nose. “You can breath you know?” He laughed. “You’re turning purple.”
“I‘m sorry,” Kazuya muttered. “That just came out of nowhere… I knew I wanted to say it to you but I didn’t know how to formulate it and how to make it all romantic and not cheesy but I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I’m sorry if it wasn’t the declaration you were expecting.” Once again, he hold his breath his eyes big and searching, watching Jin’s every move.
The other man didn’t utter a word. He simply kissed the other again and again and again, finally making all of Kazuya’s stress melt away until he was putty in his hands. “Now. How about that dinner?” Jin smiled, his lips still against Kazuya’s.
The other smiled into the kiss, allowing himself to melt in Jin’s hold as he nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered, his breath tickling the wet spots that were around Jin’s lips. “I’m starving,” he admitted.
--
The summer lights were hanging high in the roads of Tokyo. Festivals were coming up and the decorations were lovely. The streets were buzzing with activities and people were happy to be out. For Jin, the best part was seeing Kazuya’s face light up every time he saw something impressive. It was even brighter than the moon itself. Kazuya was like a kid seeing his first snow and Jin couldn’t get enough of it. Sure, his Kazuya still got impressed by things but not as much as this one.
“Wow! The Tokyo Tower!” the boy exclaimed, pulling Jin along with him by the hand. “Wow I never thought I would get to see it in real!” He turned to Jin and flashed him his best smile and Jin couldn’t help but laugh, letting himself be pulled around the area like a parent being pulled by a child.
“What do you mean? What happened to the Tokyo Tower?”
“Well um.” Kazuya stopped walking but kept Jin’s hand in his. “It happened in….2168 I think. Huge earthquake and most of Tokyo fell. The Sky Tree had been reinforced in 2100 but not the Tokyo Tower. So after the big earthquake, Tokyo was re-built, stronger and better, keeping as many landmarks as possible and it was re-named New Tokyo.”
“Huh. New Tokyo?” Kazuya nodded. “What does it look like?”
Instead of answering, Kazuya smiled and pulled on Jin’s hand, leading him towards the tower. “Come, I’ll show you.”
“Am I paying again?” Jin said in a whine, not making any effort to stay behind. When Kazuya didn’t answer, he sighed and took out his wallet.
Once they were at the highest of the two observatories, Kazuya led Jin to the windows. “Stand here,” he said, placing Jin face towards the windows. “Everything you see here changes. It was a hell of a task to re-build but it really brought the people together.”
“Kinda like after the tsunami of 2011…” Jin muttered, trying to imagine a different Tokyo than the one that he had seen his whole life. He knew that he wouldn’t be there when it would happen but he could still feel a pinch to his heart, thinking about all of the people that would lose their families.
“The buildings tower even higher now and they look way more modern than these ones,” Kazuya explained, guiding Jin by the hips to the window that led to the view of the Sky Tree. “The Sky Tree stays the same and some buildings around it survived. I don’t know much more...I only read about this in books and saw a hologram of everything.”
“Hologram?” Jin turned around, just a little bit to stare at the other, an eyebrow raised high on his forehead.
“Well...it’s what the cameras caught. Instead of films like you have now...we can put everything in three-dimensions and you don’t need glasses.”
“Huh.” Jin thought about it for a second, still wondering what the future was holding for all of them. What kind of technologies would there be in the years to come? They had gone a long way since the flip phones but he wasn’t able to come up with new ideas.
He was brought out of his train of thoughts by a loud constant beeping. But when he looked around, he didn’t see anything. No one was reacting. Other than Kazuya that is: The boy was concentrated on his watch and Jin could hear him swear. “What’s wrong?” he asked, peeking over the boy’s shoulder, immediately seeing that the watch was glowing red. “Kazuya, what’s wrong?” he repeated.
“We have to leave,” the boy answered, his head shooting up. Jin didn’t question it for a second. The urgency in the other’s eyes was obvious and he could feel that they were in danger. He just didn’t know why.
He let Kazuya guide him to the stairs and they practically jumped down every step until they reached the first floor. Kazuya began to frantically look around him, whispering things that Jin didn’t quite understand, things that didn’t make any sense. “Shit, this way.” He said, urging Jin to follow him through the crowd, apologizing here and there to the people that they hit as they passed.
It wasn’t until they reached a metro entrance that Kazuya finally took the time to breath, still watching his surroundings, expecting something to pop out any second. “We have to get to your placeh” He quickly said to Jin, pressing buttons on his watch again. “Agent 2 2 0 2 0 2 2 3 dash 0 1, we have a problem.”
”What is your location?” a man’s disembodied voice asked.
“2014, august…” He looked at Jin, his eyes wide and his tone expecting.
“20,” Jin answered, knowing full well what was expected of him.
“20. August 20, Tokyo,” Kazuya repeated. “We have some illegal travellers in the areas. I think it may be Shayne. He’s been on my radar for a few months now. I think he’s following me...”
We’ll send you some help. Stay put and stay hidden agent.”
A flash of blue light later and Kazuya was grabbing Jin’s hand, guiding him back towards the house. “It’s not safe here for you.”
“For me?” Jin let out a nervous laugh, catching up to the boy so he wouldn’t have to be dragged more than he had too. “Kazuya what’s happening.” It wasn’t a question anymore, it was a demand. He needed answers.
“Shayne. Shayne is happening,” Kazuya simply said, as if Jin would immediately understand. “He’s a murderer. He goes from period to period, year to year, trying to find agents like me. I have no idea how he does it but I’ve lost a few friends because of him. He needs to be stopped and it’s ending tonight,” he hissed, his eyes filled with rage.
Jin ran a few steps to get in front of the boy and placed his hands on his shoulders, preventing him from going any further. “I’m not letting you do this alone, Kazuya,” he said, as calmly as possible, staring straight into Kazuya’s eyes.
“And I’m not letting you get in the middle of this, Jin,” Kazuya said back, his gaze just as intense as Jin’s. “Maybe it’s best if you leave me alone with this. I’ll come to you when it’s over,” he whispered.
“What are you going to do? Whatever it is, I’m not leaving you alone.”
Was this what Kazuya had meant when he had said not to do anything stupid? Was this what was going to lead to the scar? If by doing something stupid he meant trying to help out the best he could, then Jin decided that he would be doing something stupid. What the hell, right? Right.
Kazuya bit down on his lip and Jin could see that he was trembling. He couldn’t tell if it was from rage or fright but he knew that he wasn’t leaving. “Come with me, I know a place to lay low.”
Kazuya gave Jin a small nod and held onto his hand as they exited the alley. His watch was still glowing in fast blue pulse. “Does it mean that he’s getting close?” Jin asked, his voice unsteady.
“Ding ding ding,” Kazuya answered, his voice lacking emotion altogether. He kept looking back and forth between the watch and Jin, wondering when they would get to destination. “Where are we going Jin?”
“A friend of mine lives nearby,” he answered. “We’re almost there. It’s close.”
“Closer than me?”
“Shayne,” Kazuya whispered, feeling his stomach drop as he turned around to face the owner of the voice.
A man well in his thirties was standing behind Kazuya, short brown hair that was up in small spikes on his head and eyes as green as it was humanly possible. He stood well over 6 feet tall and he had the build to go with it. Large shoulders, long legs and ready to move. He had freckles scattered over the bridge of his nose and a few scars here and there. After all, he had been on the run for many years now, he had gotten into many fights.
Jin grabbed Kazuya by the shoulders and pulled him back away from Shayne, taking his hand and sprinting away.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere, Kazuya,” the man said, following them as they cut corners to try and lose him. “You’ve been on my list for a while now, fast one, aren’t you?”
His laugh bounced off the brick walls and followed them wherever they went. Somehow, he was everywhere around them. He was in front of them, behind them and sometimes above them.
Kazuya tried not to listen. He followed Jin through the alleys and blocked out every incoming sounds. They were running in circles, they weren’t getting anywhere.
They stopped running but Jin couldn’t stop looking around. He felt far from safe and without Kazuya’s cooperation, they would get nowhere.
“How is he doing that?!” Jin said frantically, looking over his shoulder to see if they had been followed or not.
“He has watch like me…But he can manipulate closer periods of time. It’s actually illegal.”
“You mean he has a vortex manipulator?” Jin tried, peering around the corner of the alley. He looked behind them one last time before he took Kazuya’s hand in his and pulled him into the busy street, hoping the people would provide them with some cover.
“Vortex manipulator?” Kazuya repeated, cocking his head to the side in confusion.
Jin turned his body, just a little bit, as he passed between two people and smiled at Kazuya. “Yeah. Like Captain Jack Harkness has.”
Upon understanding Jin’s explanation, Kazuya could only groan. “Really Jin? A Doctor Who reference, now?” he said with a hint of desperation in his voice.
“What?! I say stupid things when I’m stressed and well, i’m stressed...and agitated.”
Kazuya rolled his eyes and kept following Jin through the crowd of people, feeling intimidated by the current situation. He didn’t know how to handle it on his own. He was pissed off and trapped. If he went somewhere, Shayne would know and he wouldn’t stop following him. This was never going to end. He had to wait for help but he was uneasy about running away.
Hell, Shayne had followed him here, that was bad enough. Kazuya needed to stay on his toes just in case Shayne decided to attack but his watch was throwing him in 10 different directions at the same time. One moment it was flashing and the other it wasn’t. He knew that the enemy was near, that he was always near. His backup would be here soon, in fact they were probably already there and looking for them but he couldn’t stay put.
He gulped as they progressed in the street but he couldn’t compose himself any longer. He was open to any kind of attack. All of his training had been for nothing. Some agent he was, scared at the first big encounter he had. Pathetic. That’s what he was.
--
Kazuya knew that that he needed to be alert but his body was blacking out on him. His heart was racing in his chest and the only thing he could hear was a high pitched ringing. He could see Jin’s lips moving but no sound was getting through. It was over. He had screwed up. Big time.
His watch had never got this fast before. The light was flashing and he didn’t know what to do. The last thing he was aware of was a cold hand on his shoulder accompanied by a foreign breath on the back of his neck, Jin’s features going from scared to terrorized and then a burn in his chest. His vision was darkening, and his senses were all over the place..
“Didn’t you miss me, you bastard?”
--
Jin was screaming out of rage as he saw Shayne, his face scrunched up, place a hand on Kazuya’s shoulder. What came next was the sound of his blade penetrating Kazuya’s back and the small whimper that came with it. The furious sneer that Shayne was wearing on his face turned into a twisted smile as he whispered something into Kazuya’s ear, something that he couldn’t hear, before he pushed Kazuya forward, onto Jin, who caught him with no effort.
“No no no no no,” he whispered, terrified by the look Kazuya was giving him. Jin’s heart was slowly dropping to his stomach as Kazuya wouldn’t react as he passed his hand on the boy’s face, clearing it of the sweat soaked strands. People kept passing by him, no one was stopping.
How could this be happening to them? How on Earth had they deserved this? Why? He watched as Shayne gave him a little wave before disappearing. He couldn’t believe it. His breath was coming out in small hectic puffs and his mind was getting overworked and he didn’t know what to do.
“It’s going to be ok,” he whispered into Kazuya’s hair, holding the boy close to him, rocking him back and forth. “I have you.” He chest rose as he took the biggest breath of his life and he closed his eyes. “I have you,” he repeated, again and again.
“Jin, you have to let me go,” the boy said in a broken voice, barely loud enough for Jin to hear. “Please Jin, let me go.”
“Baby, I don’t understand.” Jin passed his hand along Kazuya’s cheek, feeling his cheeks becoming wetter and wetter by the second, feeling his eyes sting with rage and sorrow. “You’re going to be ok.” He placed a kiss on Kazuya’s temple and watched the boy’s life be drained out from him as he pulled back.
“It’s ok, Jin,” the boy whispered, his eyelashes wet and his lips red. “It’s ok,” he repeated. “It doesn’t hurt, it’s ok, I’m ok.” Jin’s breath on his neck was the last thing Kazuya felt and Jin’s face was the last thing he saw before the darkness took over.
“Kazuya…” Jin bit down on his lower lip and on the insides of his mouth. He kept on stroking Kazuya’s cheek, smudging a drop of blood as he did.. “Please, Kazuya.” He hiccuped when the boy didn’t answer him anymore. The other’s eyes were still staring in his direction, but they weren’t looking at him directly. Not anymore.
Jin passed his hand over the boy’s eyes and closed his eyelids, holding him close.
I should’ve listened to you he cried, tears prickling his eyes as he felt warm blood spew out of Kazuya’s back and onto his hand. You told me not to do anything stupid. Fuck. You could’ve told me.
“Now I lost you forever,” he whispered into Kazuya’s neck, closing his eyes and holding the limp body close to him.
He knew how time travel worked. He knew that because Kazuya had just died in his arms, he wouldn’t see his Kazuya ever again. If the younger had died, how could the eldest live on?
--
Jin was cold and his stomach was churning. He felt a tug in his insides but he didn’t open his eyes, he didn’t want to admit that everything was real, that what had had happened...had actually happened. He had lost. He had ignored Kazuya’s subtle warning and he had lost.
It wasn’t until he noticed a drastic change of temperature that he realized he wasn’t outside anymore. He opened his eyes and squinted as a bright sun was blinding him through a window.
A window?!
Jin gulped loudly, suddenly aware that he was inside a building, up high and that it was day out.
Still holding onto Kazuya’s cooling body, he dared to look out the window to see how high up he was exactly.
High enough, he concluded.
He spotted the Sky Tree in the horizon and it finally dawned on him that he didn’t recognize any other building in the immediate area.
“Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Tokyo anymore,” he whispered.
2223
He was still holding onto Kazuya tightly when a door on the other side of the room was suddenly opened with a bang. A bang loud enough to scare him and to make him back away to the corner of the room, clutching onto Kazuya as much as he could. No one would take him away. No one.
“Who-Who are you?!” he asked the man and woman that had just came into the room.
The pair looked at each other and then back at Jin. Both of them wore sleek black clothing and the only hint of color came from their watches.
“Give him to us,” the man simply said, ignoring Jin’s question altogether.
Had it not been for the woman’s action, Jin would’ve thought the people were actually robots from the future.
But she surprised him: She hit her partners arm and bent down to talk with Jin at eye-level. “We’re here to help. Kazuya is back home now,” she explained. Jin flinched when she reached into her coat but relaxed as he saw what she was holding out: a simple white cloth.
Hesitantly, he took it and wiped his face with it, and then Kazuya’s. “Who are you?” he repeated, his voice still hoarse from all the crying and screaming.
“We’re from the Agency,” she said. “I suppose you know about us, otherwise you wouldn’t be in this mess.” To that, Jin simply nodded. “We can help Kazuya. We have the technology.”
“But to help him, you need to give him to us,” the man said, his intense gaze steady on Jin.
Jin looked back and forth between Kazuya and the two agents that were in the room anxious to a point where he was sweating. Everything was happening too fast. He had just lost Kazuya and they wanted him to let go. Already?
“What are you going to do with him?” he whispered dryly.
“Follow us.”
Jin watched as the two turned their back on him and contemplated his options. A second later, he realized that he didn’t really have any choices. Where was he to go? He was all alone in an unknown version of Tokyo.
He gathered up his courage and hoisted Kazuya into his arms, checking his surroundings as he exited the room. The two were waiting for him by the door and two other men were there as well. They walked in silence until they reached a white room at the end of the corridor and Jin was instructed to place Kazuya onto the medical table that was in the middle of the room.
He did so without questioning it but a second later, he was already regretting it as he was stripped of his coat and dragged out of the room with brute force. He thrashed and shouted but no one was listening to him. They ignored all of his questions and they ignored all of his cries. “Tell me what’s going on!” he shouted, hitting on the closed door of the room they had put him in.
He paced around the room for a few minutes, gazing out the window every now and then before settling into a corner and holding his knees up to his chest. Panic was rising quickly in his chest and he had no idea what to do. What time was it? What day was it?
Jin sat in silence until he couldn’t even tell how much time had passed. He had lost count after 8 hours. He hadn’t gotten any water or any food. No one was keeping him up to date on the situation. The blood on his shirt was starting to dry and smell was the most disgusting thing he had ever smelled. Maybe it was because it was Kazuya’s blood, maybe it was just the idea of blood that wasn’t his.
At some point, when he opened his eyes again, a pitcher of water had been set in front of him along with a loaf of bread. He didn’t know when they had appeared but they had probably been there a while, considering how tapid the water was. But Jin wasn’t picky, especially in circumstances like this one where he hadn’t had a bit to eat in what seemed to be a week.
He ate and returned to his cold corner yet again, his glass of water shaking in his hand. He tried to think of other things than Kazuya but ultimately, it all led to fear.
If he was in the future, that meant that he disappeared from 2014 and so he was missing, right? Meaning that all of his friends and family were looking for him.
For a second, he regretted even meeting Kazuya. Without him he wouldn’tve had this much pain, without him he would be home.
But a home without Kazuya wasn’t a home. Not anymore.
A mix of anger and sadness shook his body once again and he gripped his glass, throwing it at the wall, making it shatter into hundreds of pieces.
“Get up,” a man’s low voice said.
Jin rose his gaze from his toes to the person that was standing at the door and bit down on the inside of his cheeks. He shakily stretched out his legs and prompted himself using the wall that was behind him. “Wh-What do you want?” he asked, his lips dry and chapped. He licked them, in hopes of getting a little bit of moisture into them but only tasted the salt that his tears had left on them. His throat hurt and his body was tired. He hadn’t spoken in days and he was severely dehydrated.
Jin’s lower lip started to tremble as the man in black approached him. If he could, he would’ve sunk into the corner even more. He flinched when the man placed a hand on his forearm. He closed his eyes and waited for the man to speak but the words never came. The only thing he felt is a familiar tug in his stomach. A pulling sensation that he couldn’t quite explain.
“Go home,” the man said, lacking of a tone completely. “You’re back.”
When Jin finally opened his eyes, peeking up through his bangs, he noticed that no one was near him. Only his coat was resting at his feet.
He trailed his hand along the brick wall, blocking the sun from his eyes with his other arm. He proceeded to walk out of the alley and blended in with the people.
Everywhere he looked, the buildings seemed familiar. Even the people, he could’ve sworn he had seen some before. He was back. He was in 2014 again. The man had brought him back.
Jin patted the pockets of his jacket and found his phone, immediately opening it to check the date. He had been right: it was in fact 2014 and he was back.
According to his phone, it had only been two days.
So sure, he was home, but what was he supposed to do? Where was he supposed to go?
“I suppose home is a good place to start,” Jin whispered to himself.
--
Jin took a deep breath before finally reaching for his keys... going home to an empty apartment with Kazuya’s stuff still there waiting for him wasn’t something he was looking forward to.
He was changing his mind, ready to turn around and crash at a friends place when he realized that his key wasn’t turning.. For some reason, the door was already unlocked. All thoughts of leaving were pushed away as he pressed down on the handle of his door and pushed it open.
Someone had been in his home.
Once the door was wide open, he took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for any type of situation. As far as he knew, the place could be ransacked or it could be tidy as hell. Had people came in to get rid of Kazuya’s stuff?
Or...considering his passing, had his stuff disappeared? Time travel remained a mystery.
Would only the things Kazuya had bought before his death stay?
In any case, Jin was scared. He progressed slowly through the hallway, peering around the corner in case someone was still there.
He wasn’t wrong. Someone was in fact in his living room, laying on his couch.
Said person had heard Jin come into the room and sat up to look at him.
And from where Jin was standing, that person was as surprised as he was.
“Ka-Kazuya?” he let out in a whisper.
“Finally! I’ve been waiting for days!” Kazuya stood from the place he had been sitting on and threw his arms around Jin’s neck. “I’ve been so worried,” he said into Jin’s neck.
Jin lifted his hand and passed it along Kazuya’s face, taking in his features. “But you...you…”
“I’ve got you Jin, I’ve got you. It’s all ok.”
“But you died?” Was it a question, or a statement? Jin wasn’t sure anymore. To think he thought that he had this all figured out.
He brought his arms around Kazuya’s form and breathed in his scent, lifting him up off the floor ever so slightly. “I was so scared, I thought I lost you,” he whispered, his voice breaking up. “For a week...I was alone…”
“So that’s what happened…” Kazuya began to pat Jin’s hair down, trying to ease him into the transition. “It’s ok,” he repeated. “They brought me back. I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner.”
“Wh-What about Shayne?”
“They caught him too. The night he…”
“Killed you?” Jin completed.
“Yeah. The night he killed me. What happened Jin? After I mean.”
Jin passed his hands on his face and sat down on the couch, trying to gather his thoughts into a few comprehensible sentences. “I um...Held onto you, right?” Kazuya nodded. “And we were brought to the future...where they kept me for a few days...I lost count.”
“They kept you?! What for?!”
“I...I don’t know...But...Kazuya...How did I end up in the future?”
The boy smiled and lifted his arm up so that Jin could see. “My watch,” he simply said. “When an agent is severely hurt, he’s brought back home to be healed.”
“Agent. Right. The...2 2 stuff.”
Kazuya let out a soft chuckle. “2 2 0 2 0 2 2 3 dash 0 1?” Jin nodded. “That’s my birthday. The 01 at the end is because I’m the first one.” Jin nodded and Kazuya couldn’t help but feel more and more concerned. “Are you alright?”
“You have to understand...I saw you die...less than a week ago Kazuya...This is all very weird...even after all we’ve been through together…” He grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up just a bit. “This is still your blood and you’re...alive…I haven’t eaten properly in days...”
“Tell you what...Go get washed up and I’ll fix you something to eat.”
And to that, Jin couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was just a little bit.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against Kazuya’s.
“I love you too,” the other answered, getting up from the couch and heading towards the kitchen.
When Jin came out of the shower, he got dressed and looked at his reflexion in the mirror. He looked drained and sick. He took a deep breath and headed out, still half expecting to be alone in the apartment. When his eyes found Kazuya’s he was able to let out a sigh of relief and the took the other in his arms once again, setting down his head in the crook of the younger man’s neck.
“Are you ok?” Kazuya whispered sweetly into Jin’s ear.
“I am now that you’re here with me…”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to warn you properly...I couldn’t even say goodbye..”
Jin backed up a bit and leaned against the table. “What do you mean?”
Kazuya bit down on his lower lip and looked at the floor. “With Shayne...I don’t remember much...granted it was a while ago for me...but you won’t be seeing me again.” He lifted his gaze and saw how confused Jin was, his brows were low on his eyes and his arms were folded across his chest. “When you met me in 2010...I was coming back from this event. The one you just went through.”
“That explains why you were so confused…” Jin let out a small laugh and shook his head. “I thought you were either high or drunk.”
“Yeah well, I was just disoriented. But now...Now we both know everything. This is our present. For both of us. No more surprises.”
“No more surprises?” Jin repeated, a small smile creeping onto his lips. “I like that.” He placed his arms around Kazuya’s shoulders and brought him closer. “Not knowing what’s going to happen...how does that sound?”
Against Jin’s shoulder, Kazuya smiled. “It sounds really really great.”
“How long have you been waiting here?”
“Two days… I think...I knew Shayne was arriving in these times so when I was able to come to 2014 I knew that it was because my younger self was gone and that you were gone with him. You didn’t listen to me. You did something stupid.”
Jin placed a soft kiss on Kazuya’s forehead before going to the fridge and getting out two cans of beer. “You mean let you go to the future by yourself? Sure those people would’ve saved you but I couldn’t just leave you, you know that.”
Kazuya took the beer that was offered to him and opened it. “I know, but still. I wanted to spare you the experience… I wanted you to see the future with me...as a trip. Not in a circumstance like that one.”
The older man took a long swing of his beer and exhaled slowly. “True. But still. I would’ve gone crazy if I had just seen you disappear for no reason.”
“No need to worry anymore, I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good. Because I don’t plan on letting you out of my sight.”
2017
“Jin, we have to talk.”
“What’s up?” Jin rose his eyes from the newspaper he had been reading and looked at Kazuya, who was standing in the doorway of their bedroom. His body language screamed angst and Jin knew that something was up.
The way that Kazuya’s hands were intertwined together, the way he was avoiding Jin’s eyes, even the way his hair was falling in his face was different. Felt different.
“I...got a promotion at work,” the younger boy said, approaching Jin slowly.
A smile grew on Jin’s lips and he jumped out of the bed to glomp the other. “That’s amazing!” He nearly shouted, restraining himself from twirling the other. “Why the long face?” He pinched Kazuya’s chin in hopes of getting a smile out of the other but his hand got slapped away in a gently move.
“I’m going to be a mission supervisor,” Kazuya began to explain.
“Yeah, and that’s awesome!”
“Jin I’m going to have to stay in the same year...all the time. It’s kinda like...a supervisor for the year itself.”
Jin hesitantly let Kazuya go and looked at him, his features going from happy to serious. “You mean…”
“I won’t be travelling anymore…”
“Don’t tell me…” Jin let out a shaky breath and sat down on the bed, his eyes falling to the ground..
“I’m sorry Jin…” Kazuya whispered, taking Jin’s hands in his. “It means that you’re going to have to deal with me 24/7 starting next monday.”
A second later, Jin’s head shot up and what he found was the most uplifting face ever: the boy was smiling and it was the brightest smile he had yet to see in his life. “What?!” He nearly shrieked.
“I asked to be assigned to this time...to your time, and I got it. I’ll have official papers too. Meet Kamenashi Kazuya, born in 1988.”
“Holy shit!” Jin took Kazuya’s wrists and pulled him onto the bed, squishing him with all the love his body could currently produce. “That’s amazing!”
Beneath him, Kazuya laughed. “I know that time is just a notion, but I’ve decided to spend my time with you.”
--
“Hey...I never asked.”
“Hmm?”
“What did it feel like, coming up to talk to me at the bar, only to realize that I didn’t know you?”
“That, Jin, is a whole other story.”
TBC?
A/N
Thank you all for reading <3 if you are interested in downloading this fic, the PDF version is available in the master post! Comments are loved, as usual <3
Pairing: Akanishi/Kamenashi
Rating: PG-15 (For swearing, blood and mentions of sex)
Word Count: 21.5k / 35 pages
Warnings: Character death
Beta:
masami93 (thanks again <3 <3 <3)Warning: This story is set in 2014 and it has to do with time travelling, there are A LOT of pop culture references. Included: Supernatural, Doctor Who, Harry Potter, TLoTR, Torchwood and maybe more, I forgot. oops!
Summary: The Time Turners is a worldwide police organization specialized in stopping illegal time travelling. They send their Time Agents in the past to stop these time travellers from messing with fixed events in time and creating alternate realities. Time Agents are forbidden to have prolonged contact with the people from the time they travel to but sometimes, it cannot be avoided. Relationships bloom, bonds are created.
Master Post
Part 1
Part 2
“Honey, I’m home!”
Jin chuckled at the calling but didn’t turn around from where he was standing in the kitchen. He didn’t even need to guess which Kazuya had entered his apartment. His Kazuya, the 26 year old version, had left 2 days ago so, because of his job, it wasn’t impossible for him to be back already, but considering how laid back the greeting had been, Jin knew that it was the youngest of the two.
“It’s been a while,” he said as he rubbed a dry cloth against the wet dish he was holding, then placing it in the drying rack next to the sink, plunging his hand into the water once more. “A month maybe -- oumf” He let out a small laugh as two arms circled around his waist, and an other body made contact with his, probably in a more violent way than it was first intended.
“I missed you,” the boy said, his cheek against Jin’s back. “They had me on missions all over the place and I couldn’t find the time to come back to you. Every time I wanted to come see you, I was already there.”
“Yeah. You’ve been spending more time here. YOU even told me that your superiors were getting kind of nosy about it.” He placed the rag down and turned around in Kazuya’s arms, hooking his own around the other. “I missed you too. It’s good to have you back.”
Kazuya smiled up at him and placed a kiss on Jin’s lips before setting the man free from his grasp and grabbing a dish to dry.
“You still have that shirt?” Jin laughed as he noticed the baseball shirt Kazuya was wearing. It was in fact the one he had given him on the night they first met.
Kazuya looked at himself and then back at Jin. “Oh. Yeah.” He let out a small laugh. “When I got home the first night...I washed it and it ended up in my room somewhere...I found it again a few years ago and it fits me now so I started to wear it more.”
Jin passed his thumb against the t-shirt and let his hand slide under it. “You know, funny story actually, you’re wearing one of your own shirts… When I told you this was my roommates...I meant that it was actually yours.” He laughed. “I can’t believe how mind-blowing this whole experience has been. I still can’t wrap my mind around it. How can you not go crazy from all this time travelling? I would be going mad!”
“Well…” Kazuya placed the final dish in the rack and pulled the plug to drain the water from the sink. He then placed both of his hands on Jin’s hips and pulled him closer. “I have something that keeps me grounded...something to go back for.”
“Like in Inception? I’m like, your totem that keeps you sane?”
Kazuya tilted his head to the side and stared at Jin for a few seconds. “Inception…” he repeated. “Did I see that? You made me watch a lot of movies.”
“You did, you did see Inception.” He kept on sliding his hand on Kazuya’s bare back. “You even said you liked it.”
“Did I?” Jin nodded and Kazuya smiled. “I say many things to make you happy.”
“Oh~ I like where this is heading.” Jin brought a hand to the boys neck and passed his fingers through Kazuya’s hair, their lips barely brushing. “By the way, I wore the ring the other day, in your well...not your your but you know, your presence.”
“And…?”
Jin laughed at Kazuya’s nervous expression, placing a kiss on the pink pouty lips. “It all went really well...not that I was expecting you to make a scene or anything...I’m just happy it’s all cleared up.”
“Hey Jin,” the boy whispered between kisses. “Do you want to go out for dinner and maybe a movie?”
“I’d love that.”
“And I love you,” the younger spurted out, realizing what he had said as the words slipped out of his mouth and he held his breath, his lips tightly sealed.
Jin leaned back, his hands now cupping Kazuya’s face, and he smiled. The boy had an expression that anyone could read: his eyes were wide and glossy and screamed panic. The small blush that had spread onto his face wasn’t helping his situation either.. “I love you too, but you already knew that.” He pressed a kiss on Kazuya’s nose. “You can breath you know?” He laughed. “You’re turning purple.”
“I‘m sorry,” Kazuya muttered. “That just came out of nowhere… I knew I wanted to say it to you but I didn’t know how to formulate it and how to make it all romantic and not cheesy but I couldn’t hold it in anymore and I’m sorry if it wasn’t the declaration you were expecting.” Once again, he hold his breath his eyes big and searching, watching Jin’s every move.
The other man didn’t utter a word. He simply kissed the other again and again and again, finally making all of Kazuya’s stress melt away until he was putty in his hands. “Now. How about that dinner?” Jin smiled, his lips still against Kazuya’s.
The other smiled into the kiss, allowing himself to melt in Jin’s hold as he nodded. “Yeah,” he whispered, his breath tickling the wet spots that were around Jin’s lips. “I’m starving,” he admitted.
--
The summer lights were hanging high in the roads of Tokyo. Festivals were coming up and the decorations were lovely. The streets were buzzing with activities and people were happy to be out. For Jin, the best part was seeing Kazuya’s face light up every time he saw something impressive. It was even brighter than the moon itself. Kazuya was like a kid seeing his first snow and Jin couldn’t get enough of it. Sure, his Kazuya still got impressed by things but not as much as this one.
“Wow! The Tokyo Tower!” the boy exclaimed, pulling Jin along with him by the hand. “Wow I never thought I would get to see it in real!” He turned to Jin and flashed him his best smile and Jin couldn’t help but laugh, letting himself be pulled around the area like a parent being pulled by a child.
“What do you mean? What happened to the Tokyo Tower?”
“Well um.” Kazuya stopped walking but kept Jin’s hand in his. “It happened in….2168 I think. Huge earthquake and most of Tokyo fell. The Sky Tree had been reinforced in 2100 but not the Tokyo Tower. So after the big earthquake, Tokyo was re-built, stronger and better, keeping as many landmarks as possible and it was re-named New Tokyo.”
“Huh. New Tokyo?” Kazuya nodded. “What does it look like?”
Instead of answering, Kazuya smiled and pulled on Jin’s hand, leading him towards the tower. “Come, I’ll show you.”
“Am I paying again?” Jin said in a whine, not making any effort to stay behind. When Kazuya didn’t answer, he sighed and took out his wallet.
Once they were at the highest of the two observatories, Kazuya led Jin to the windows. “Stand here,” he said, placing Jin face towards the windows. “Everything you see here changes. It was a hell of a task to re-build but it really brought the people together.”
“Kinda like after the tsunami of 2011…” Jin muttered, trying to imagine a different Tokyo than the one that he had seen his whole life. He knew that he wouldn’t be there when it would happen but he could still feel a pinch to his heart, thinking about all of the people that would lose their families.
“The buildings tower even higher now and they look way more modern than these ones,” Kazuya explained, guiding Jin by the hips to the window that led to the view of the Sky Tree. “The Sky Tree stays the same and some buildings around it survived. I don’t know much more...I only read about this in books and saw a hologram of everything.”
“Hologram?” Jin turned around, just a little bit to stare at the other, an eyebrow raised high on his forehead.
“Well...it’s what the cameras caught. Instead of films like you have now...we can put everything in three-dimensions and you don’t need glasses.”
“Huh.” Jin thought about it for a second, still wondering what the future was holding for all of them. What kind of technologies would there be in the years to come? They had gone a long way since the flip phones but he wasn’t able to come up with new ideas.
He was brought out of his train of thoughts by a loud constant beeping. But when he looked around, he didn’t see anything. No one was reacting. Other than Kazuya that is: The boy was concentrated on his watch and Jin could hear him swear. “What’s wrong?” he asked, peeking over the boy’s shoulder, immediately seeing that the watch was glowing red. “Kazuya, what’s wrong?” he repeated.
“We have to leave,” the boy answered, his head shooting up. Jin didn’t question it for a second. The urgency in the other’s eyes was obvious and he could feel that they were in danger. He just didn’t know why.
He let Kazuya guide him to the stairs and they practically jumped down every step until they reached the first floor. Kazuya began to frantically look around him, whispering things that Jin didn’t quite understand, things that didn’t make any sense. “Shit, this way.” He said, urging Jin to follow him through the crowd, apologizing here and there to the people that they hit as they passed.
It wasn’t until they reached a metro entrance that Kazuya finally took the time to breath, still watching his surroundings, expecting something to pop out any second. “We have to get to your placeh” He quickly said to Jin, pressing buttons on his watch again. “Agent 2 2 0 2 0 2 2 3 dash 0 1, we have a problem.”
”What is your location?” a man’s disembodied voice asked.
“2014, august…” He looked at Jin, his eyes wide and his tone expecting.
“20,” Jin answered, knowing full well what was expected of him.
“20. August 20, Tokyo,” Kazuya repeated. “We have some illegal travellers in the areas. I think it may be Shayne. He’s been on my radar for a few months now. I think he’s following me...”
We’ll send you some help. Stay put and stay hidden agent.”
A flash of blue light later and Kazuya was grabbing Jin’s hand, guiding him back towards the house. “It’s not safe here for you.”
“For me?” Jin let out a nervous laugh, catching up to the boy so he wouldn’t have to be dragged more than he had too. “Kazuya what’s happening.” It wasn’t a question anymore, it was a demand. He needed answers.
“Shayne. Shayne is happening,” Kazuya simply said, as if Jin would immediately understand. “He’s a murderer. He goes from period to period, year to year, trying to find agents like me. I have no idea how he does it but I’ve lost a few friends because of him. He needs to be stopped and it’s ending tonight,” he hissed, his eyes filled with rage.
Jin ran a few steps to get in front of the boy and placed his hands on his shoulders, preventing him from going any further. “I’m not letting you do this alone, Kazuya,” he said, as calmly as possible, staring straight into Kazuya’s eyes.
“And I’m not letting you get in the middle of this, Jin,” Kazuya said back, his gaze just as intense as Jin’s. “Maybe it’s best if you leave me alone with this. I’ll come to you when it’s over,” he whispered.
“What are you going to do? Whatever it is, I’m not leaving you alone.”
Was this what Kazuya had meant when he had said not to do anything stupid? Was this what was going to lead to the scar? If by doing something stupid he meant trying to help out the best he could, then Jin decided that he would be doing something stupid. What the hell, right? Right.
Kazuya bit down on his lip and Jin could see that he was trembling. He couldn’t tell if it was from rage or fright but he knew that he wasn’t leaving. “Come with me, I know a place to lay low.”
Kazuya gave Jin a small nod and held onto his hand as they exited the alley. His watch was still glowing in fast blue pulse. “Does it mean that he’s getting close?” Jin asked, his voice unsteady.
“Ding ding ding,” Kazuya answered, his voice lacking emotion altogether. He kept looking back and forth between the watch and Jin, wondering when they would get to destination. “Where are we going Jin?”
“A friend of mine lives nearby,” he answered. “We’re almost there. It’s close.”
“Closer than me?”
“Shayne,” Kazuya whispered, feeling his stomach drop as he turned around to face the owner of the voice.
A man well in his thirties was standing behind Kazuya, short brown hair that was up in small spikes on his head and eyes as green as it was humanly possible. He stood well over 6 feet tall and he had the build to go with it. Large shoulders, long legs and ready to move. He had freckles scattered over the bridge of his nose and a few scars here and there. After all, he had been on the run for many years now, he had gotten into many fights.
Jin grabbed Kazuya by the shoulders and pulled him back away from Shayne, taking his hand and sprinting away.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere, Kazuya,” the man said, following them as they cut corners to try and lose him. “You’ve been on my list for a while now, fast one, aren’t you?”
His laugh bounced off the brick walls and followed them wherever they went. Somehow, he was everywhere around them. He was in front of them, behind them and sometimes above them.
Kazuya tried not to listen. He followed Jin through the alleys and blocked out every incoming sounds. They were running in circles, they weren’t getting anywhere.
They stopped running but Jin couldn’t stop looking around. He felt far from safe and without Kazuya’s cooperation, they would get nowhere.
“How is he doing that?!” Jin said frantically, looking over his shoulder to see if they had been followed or not.
“He has watch like me…But he can manipulate closer periods of time. It’s actually illegal.”
“You mean he has a vortex manipulator?” Jin tried, peering around the corner of the alley. He looked behind them one last time before he took Kazuya’s hand in his and pulled him into the busy street, hoping the people would provide them with some cover.
“Vortex manipulator?” Kazuya repeated, cocking his head to the side in confusion.
Jin turned his body, just a little bit, as he passed between two people and smiled at Kazuya. “Yeah. Like Captain Jack Harkness has.”
Upon understanding Jin’s explanation, Kazuya could only groan. “Really Jin? A Doctor Who reference, now?” he said with a hint of desperation in his voice.
“What?! I say stupid things when I’m stressed and well, i’m stressed...and agitated.”
Kazuya rolled his eyes and kept following Jin through the crowd of people, feeling intimidated by the current situation. He didn’t know how to handle it on his own. He was pissed off and trapped. If he went somewhere, Shayne would know and he wouldn’t stop following him. This was never going to end. He had to wait for help but he was uneasy about running away.
Hell, Shayne had followed him here, that was bad enough. Kazuya needed to stay on his toes just in case Shayne decided to attack but his watch was throwing him in 10 different directions at the same time. One moment it was flashing and the other it wasn’t. He knew that the enemy was near, that he was always near. His backup would be here soon, in fact they were probably already there and looking for them but he couldn’t stay put.
He gulped as they progressed in the street but he couldn’t compose himself any longer. He was open to any kind of attack. All of his training had been for nothing. Some agent he was, scared at the first big encounter he had. Pathetic. That’s what he was.
--
Kazuya knew that that he needed to be alert but his body was blacking out on him. His heart was racing in his chest and the only thing he could hear was a high pitched ringing. He could see Jin’s lips moving but no sound was getting through. It was over. He had screwed up. Big time.
His watch had never got this fast before. The light was flashing and he didn’t know what to do. The last thing he was aware of was a cold hand on his shoulder accompanied by a foreign breath on the back of his neck, Jin’s features going from scared to terrorized and then a burn in his chest. His vision was darkening, and his senses were all over the place..
“Didn’t you miss me, you bastard?”
--
Jin was screaming out of rage as he saw Shayne, his face scrunched up, place a hand on Kazuya’s shoulder. What came next was the sound of his blade penetrating Kazuya’s back and the small whimper that came with it. The furious sneer that Shayne was wearing on his face turned into a twisted smile as he whispered something into Kazuya’s ear, something that he couldn’t hear, before he pushed Kazuya forward, onto Jin, who caught him with no effort.
“No no no no no,” he whispered, terrified by the look Kazuya was giving him. Jin’s heart was slowly dropping to his stomach as Kazuya wouldn’t react as he passed his hand on the boy’s face, clearing it of the sweat soaked strands. People kept passing by him, no one was stopping.
How could this be happening to them? How on Earth had they deserved this? Why? He watched as Shayne gave him a little wave before disappearing. He couldn’t believe it. His breath was coming out in small hectic puffs and his mind was getting overworked and he didn’t know what to do.
“It’s going to be ok,” he whispered into Kazuya’s hair, holding the boy close to him, rocking him back and forth. “I have you.” He chest rose as he took the biggest breath of his life and he closed his eyes. “I have you,” he repeated, again and again.
“Jin, you have to let me go,” the boy said in a broken voice, barely loud enough for Jin to hear. “Please Jin, let me go.”
“Baby, I don’t understand.” Jin passed his hand along Kazuya’s cheek, feeling his cheeks becoming wetter and wetter by the second, feeling his eyes sting with rage and sorrow. “You’re going to be ok.” He placed a kiss on Kazuya’s temple and watched the boy’s life be drained out from him as he pulled back.
“It’s ok, Jin,” the boy whispered, his eyelashes wet and his lips red. “It’s ok,” he repeated. “It doesn’t hurt, it’s ok, I’m ok.” Jin’s breath on his neck was the last thing Kazuya felt and Jin’s face was the last thing he saw before the darkness took over.
“Kazuya…” Jin bit down on his lower lip and on the insides of his mouth. He kept on stroking Kazuya’s cheek, smudging a drop of blood as he did.. “Please, Kazuya.” He hiccuped when the boy didn’t answer him anymore. The other’s eyes were still staring in his direction, but they weren’t looking at him directly. Not anymore.
Jin passed his hand over the boy’s eyes and closed his eyelids, holding him close.
I should’ve listened to you he cried, tears prickling his eyes as he felt warm blood spew out of Kazuya’s back and onto his hand. You told me not to do anything stupid. Fuck. You could’ve told me.
“Now I lost you forever,” he whispered into Kazuya’s neck, closing his eyes and holding the limp body close to him.
He knew how time travel worked. He knew that because Kazuya had just died in his arms, he wouldn’t see his Kazuya ever again. If the younger had died, how could the eldest live on?
--
Jin was cold and his stomach was churning. He felt a tug in his insides but he didn’t open his eyes, he didn’t want to admit that everything was real, that what had had happened...had actually happened. He had lost. He had ignored Kazuya’s subtle warning and he had lost.
It wasn’t until he noticed a drastic change of temperature that he realized he wasn’t outside anymore. He opened his eyes and squinted as a bright sun was blinding him through a window.
A window?!
Jin gulped loudly, suddenly aware that he was inside a building, up high and that it was day out.
Still holding onto Kazuya’s cooling body, he dared to look out the window to see how high up he was exactly.
High enough, he concluded.
He spotted the Sky Tree in the horizon and it finally dawned on him that he didn’t recognize any other building in the immediate area.
“Toto, I’ve got a feeling we’re not in Tokyo anymore,” he whispered.
2223
He was still holding onto Kazuya tightly when a door on the other side of the room was suddenly opened with a bang. A bang loud enough to scare him and to make him back away to the corner of the room, clutching onto Kazuya as much as he could. No one would take him away. No one.
“Who-Who are you?!” he asked the man and woman that had just came into the room.
The pair looked at each other and then back at Jin. Both of them wore sleek black clothing and the only hint of color came from their watches.
“Give him to us,” the man simply said, ignoring Jin’s question altogether.
Had it not been for the woman’s action, Jin would’ve thought the people were actually robots from the future.
But she surprised him: She hit her partners arm and bent down to talk with Jin at eye-level. “We’re here to help. Kazuya is back home now,” she explained. Jin flinched when she reached into her coat but relaxed as he saw what she was holding out: a simple white cloth.
Hesitantly, he took it and wiped his face with it, and then Kazuya’s. “Who are you?” he repeated, his voice still hoarse from all the crying and screaming.
“We’re from the Agency,” she said. “I suppose you know about us, otherwise you wouldn’t be in this mess.” To that, Jin simply nodded. “We can help Kazuya. We have the technology.”
“But to help him, you need to give him to us,” the man said, his intense gaze steady on Jin.
Jin looked back and forth between Kazuya and the two agents that were in the room anxious to a point where he was sweating. Everything was happening too fast. He had just lost Kazuya and they wanted him to let go. Already?
“What are you going to do with him?” he whispered dryly.
“Follow us.”
Jin watched as the two turned their back on him and contemplated his options. A second later, he realized that he didn’t really have any choices. Where was he to go? He was all alone in an unknown version of Tokyo.
He gathered up his courage and hoisted Kazuya into his arms, checking his surroundings as he exited the room. The two were waiting for him by the door and two other men were there as well. They walked in silence until they reached a white room at the end of the corridor and Jin was instructed to place Kazuya onto the medical table that was in the middle of the room.
He did so without questioning it but a second later, he was already regretting it as he was stripped of his coat and dragged out of the room with brute force. He thrashed and shouted but no one was listening to him. They ignored all of his questions and they ignored all of his cries. “Tell me what’s going on!” he shouted, hitting on the closed door of the room they had put him in.
He paced around the room for a few minutes, gazing out the window every now and then before settling into a corner and holding his knees up to his chest. Panic was rising quickly in his chest and he had no idea what to do. What time was it? What day was it?
Jin sat in silence until he couldn’t even tell how much time had passed. He had lost count after 8 hours. He hadn’t gotten any water or any food. No one was keeping him up to date on the situation. The blood on his shirt was starting to dry and smell was the most disgusting thing he had ever smelled. Maybe it was because it was Kazuya’s blood, maybe it was just the idea of blood that wasn’t his.
At some point, when he opened his eyes again, a pitcher of water had been set in front of him along with a loaf of bread. He didn’t know when they had appeared but they had probably been there a while, considering how tapid the water was. But Jin wasn’t picky, especially in circumstances like this one where he hadn’t had a bit to eat in what seemed to be a week.
He ate and returned to his cold corner yet again, his glass of water shaking in his hand. He tried to think of other things than Kazuya but ultimately, it all led to fear.
If he was in the future, that meant that he disappeared from 2014 and so he was missing, right? Meaning that all of his friends and family were looking for him.
For a second, he regretted even meeting Kazuya. Without him he wouldn’tve had this much pain, without him he would be home.
But a home without Kazuya wasn’t a home. Not anymore.
A mix of anger and sadness shook his body once again and he gripped his glass, throwing it at the wall, making it shatter into hundreds of pieces.
“Get up,” a man’s low voice said.
Jin rose his gaze from his toes to the person that was standing at the door and bit down on the inside of his cheeks. He shakily stretched out his legs and prompted himself using the wall that was behind him. “Wh-What do you want?” he asked, his lips dry and chapped. He licked them, in hopes of getting a little bit of moisture into them but only tasted the salt that his tears had left on them. His throat hurt and his body was tired. He hadn’t spoken in days and he was severely dehydrated.
Jin’s lower lip started to tremble as the man in black approached him. If he could, he would’ve sunk into the corner even more. He flinched when the man placed a hand on his forearm. He closed his eyes and waited for the man to speak but the words never came. The only thing he felt is a familiar tug in his stomach. A pulling sensation that he couldn’t quite explain.
“Go home,” the man said, lacking of a tone completely. “You’re back.”
When Jin finally opened his eyes, peeking up through his bangs, he noticed that no one was near him. Only his coat was resting at his feet.
He trailed his hand along the brick wall, blocking the sun from his eyes with his other arm. He proceeded to walk out of the alley and blended in with the people.
Everywhere he looked, the buildings seemed familiar. Even the people, he could’ve sworn he had seen some before. He was back. He was in 2014 again. The man had brought him back.
Jin patted the pockets of his jacket and found his phone, immediately opening it to check the date. He had been right: it was in fact 2014 and he was back.
According to his phone, it had only been two days.
So sure, he was home, but what was he supposed to do? Where was he supposed to go?
“I suppose home is a good place to start,” Jin whispered to himself.
--
Jin took a deep breath before finally reaching for his keys... going home to an empty apartment with Kazuya’s stuff still there waiting for him wasn’t something he was looking forward to.
He was changing his mind, ready to turn around and crash at a friends place when he realized that his key wasn’t turning.. For some reason, the door was already unlocked. All thoughts of leaving were pushed away as he pressed down on the handle of his door and pushed it open.
Someone had been in his home.
Once the door was wide open, he took a deep breath, preparing himself mentally for any type of situation. As far as he knew, the place could be ransacked or it could be tidy as hell. Had people came in to get rid of Kazuya’s stuff?
Or...considering his passing, had his stuff disappeared? Time travel remained a mystery.
Would only the things Kazuya had bought before his death stay?
In any case, Jin was scared. He progressed slowly through the hallway, peering around the corner in case someone was still there.
He wasn’t wrong. Someone was in fact in his living room, laying on his couch.
Said person had heard Jin come into the room and sat up to look at him.
And from where Jin was standing, that person was as surprised as he was.
“Ka-Kazuya?” he let out in a whisper.
“Finally! I’ve been waiting for days!” Kazuya stood from the place he had been sitting on and threw his arms around Jin’s neck. “I’ve been so worried,” he said into Jin’s neck.
Jin lifted his hand and passed it along Kazuya’s face, taking in his features. “But you...you…”
“I’ve got you Jin, I’ve got you. It’s all ok.”
“But you died?” Was it a question, or a statement? Jin wasn’t sure anymore. To think he thought that he had this all figured out.
He brought his arms around Kazuya’s form and breathed in his scent, lifting him up off the floor ever so slightly. “I was so scared, I thought I lost you,” he whispered, his voice breaking up. “For a week...I was alone…”
“So that’s what happened…” Kazuya began to pat Jin’s hair down, trying to ease him into the transition. “It’s ok,” he repeated. “They brought me back. I’m sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner.”
“Wh-What about Shayne?”
“They caught him too. The night he…”
“Killed you?” Jin completed.
“Yeah. The night he killed me. What happened Jin? After I mean.”
Jin passed his hands on his face and sat down on the couch, trying to gather his thoughts into a few comprehensible sentences. “I um...Held onto you, right?” Kazuya nodded. “And we were brought to the future...where they kept me for a few days...I lost count.”
“They kept you?! What for?!”
“I...I don’t know...But...Kazuya...How did I end up in the future?”
The boy smiled and lifted his arm up so that Jin could see. “My watch,” he simply said. “When an agent is severely hurt, he’s brought back home to be healed.”
“Agent. Right. The...2 2 stuff.”
Kazuya let out a soft chuckle. “2 2 0 2 0 2 2 3 dash 0 1?” Jin nodded. “That’s my birthday. The 01 at the end is because I’m the first one.” Jin nodded and Kazuya couldn’t help but feel more and more concerned. “Are you alright?”
“You have to understand...I saw you die...less than a week ago Kazuya...This is all very weird...even after all we’ve been through together…” He grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up just a bit. “This is still your blood and you’re...alive…I haven’t eaten properly in days...”
“Tell you what...Go get washed up and I’ll fix you something to eat.”
And to that, Jin couldn’t help but smile. Even if it was just a little bit.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against Kazuya’s.
“I love you too,” the other answered, getting up from the couch and heading towards the kitchen.
When Jin came out of the shower, he got dressed and looked at his reflexion in the mirror. He looked drained and sick. He took a deep breath and headed out, still half expecting to be alone in the apartment. When his eyes found Kazuya’s he was able to let out a sigh of relief and the took the other in his arms once again, setting down his head in the crook of the younger man’s neck.
“Are you ok?” Kazuya whispered sweetly into Jin’s ear.
“I am now that you’re here with me…”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to warn you properly...I couldn’t even say goodbye..”
Jin backed up a bit and leaned against the table. “What do you mean?”
Kazuya bit down on his lower lip and looked at the floor. “With Shayne...I don’t remember much...granted it was a while ago for me...but you won’t be seeing me again.” He lifted his gaze and saw how confused Jin was, his brows were low on his eyes and his arms were folded across his chest. “When you met me in 2010...I was coming back from this event. The one you just went through.”
“That explains why you were so confused…” Jin let out a small laugh and shook his head. “I thought you were either high or drunk.”
“Yeah well, I was just disoriented. But now...Now we both know everything. This is our present. For both of us. No more surprises.”
“No more surprises?” Jin repeated, a small smile creeping onto his lips. “I like that.” He placed his arms around Kazuya’s shoulders and brought him closer. “Not knowing what’s going to happen...how does that sound?”
Against Jin’s shoulder, Kazuya smiled. “It sounds really really great.”
“How long have you been waiting here?”
“Two days… I think...I knew Shayne was arriving in these times so when I was able to come to 2014 I knew that it was because my younger self was gone and that you were gone with him. You didn’t listen to me. You did something stupid.”
Jin placed a soft kiss on Kazuya’s forehead before going to the fridge and getting out two cans of beer. “You mean let you go to the future by yourself? Sure those people would’ve saved you but I couldn’t just leave you, you know that.”
Kazuya took the beer that was offered to him and opened it. “I know, but still. I wanted to spare you the experience… I wanted you to see the future with me...as a trip. Not in a circumstance like that one.”
The older man took a long swing of his beer and exhaled slowly. “True. But still. I would’ve gone crazy if I had just seen you disappear for no reason.”
“No need to worry anymore, I’m not going anywhere.”
“Good. Because I don’t plan on letting you out of my sight.”
2017
“Jin, we have to talk.”
“What’s up?” Jin rose his eyes from the newspaper he had been reading and looked at Kazuya, who was standing in the doorway of their bedroom. His body language screamed angst and Jin knew that something was up.
The way that Kazuya’s hands were intertwined together, the way he was avoiding Jin’s eyes, even the way his hair was falling in his face was different. Felt different.
“I...got a promotion at work,” the younger boy said, approaching Jin slowly.
A smile grew on Jin’s lips and he jumped out of the bed to glomp the other. “That’s amazing!” He nearly shouted, restraining himself from twirling the other. “Why the long face?” He pinched Kazuya’s chin in hopes of getting a smile out of the other but his hand got slapped away in a gently move.
“I’m going to be a mission supervisor,” Kazuya began to explain.
“Yeah, and that’s awesome!”
“Jin I’m going to have to stay in the same year...all the time. It’s kinda like...a supervisor for the year itself.”
Jin hesitantly let Kazuya go and looked at him, his features going from happy to serious. “You mean…”
“I won’t be travelling anymore…”
“Don’t tell me…” Jin let out a shaky breath and sat down on the bed, his eyes falling to the ground..
“I’m sorry Jin…” Kazuya whispered, taking Jin’s hands in his. “It means that you’re going to have to deal with me 24/7 starting next monday.”
A second later, Jin’s head shot up and what he found was the most uplifting face ever: the boy was smiling and it was the brightest smile he had yet to see in his life. “What?!” He nearly shrieked.
“I asked to be assigned to this time...to your time, and I got it. I’ll have official papers too. Meet Kamenashi Kazuya, born in 1988.”
“Holy shit!” Jin took Kazuya’s wrists and pulled him onto the bed, squishing him with all the love his body could currently produce. “That’s amazing!”
Beneath him, Kazuya laughed. “I know that time is just a notion, but I’ve decided to spend my time with you.”
--
“Hey...I never asked.”
“Hmm?”
“What did it feel like, coming up to talk to me at the bar, only to realize that I didn’t know you?”
“That, Jin, is a whole other story.”
TBC?
A/N
Thank you all for reading <3 if you are interested in downloading this fic, the PDF version is available in the master post! Comments are loved, as usual <3
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Date: 2014-09-30 09:55 pm (UTC)I'm so glad they got their happy ending though! I was so scared for while! ❤ x
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Date: 2014-09-30 10:28 pm (UTC)You know me...I can't write un-happy endings D8
although young!kamw isn't very happy atm.... oops :s
thanks again ♡♡
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Date: 2014-10-01 06:19 am (UTC)but but but but will there be more? =D
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Date: 2014-10-01 08:17 am (UTC)Thanks for sharing~
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Date: 2014-10-05 10:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-10-16 10:40 am (UTC)although I'm crying when kazuya died *sob sob sob* but I'm so glad and happy to see that he's alive, they save him \^o^/ then more than happy that he'll stay with Jin in the past ^o^ I mean jin's time ^.^;;
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Date: 2014-10-27 02:42 pm (UTC)I'm so happy you liked it <3 (and sorry about making you feel sad about Kazuya dying D:! )
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Date: 2015-09-15 12:58 am (UTC)