lilly0 (lilly0) wrote in yume_to_ame,

Me without you Chapter 1

Title: Me without you 1/?
Pairing: Junba (main!), Sakumiya, Ohno/?, others possible
Beta: little_kirin
Rating: up to R
Genre: AU, romance
Plot: Although they are both young students at college, both the youngest brothers within three, and both part of high society, there are worlds between Jun and Masaki. Jun comes from a rich, traditional and conservative family, while Masaki's family gained wealth and fame by luck. Masaki is cheerful and enjoys life to the fullest. Jun is unusually earnest and distanced. Although part of the same glamorous world, their paths would have never crossed, they would have never even talked, but then Masaki's brothers decide he needs to catch up with his studies, and hire Jun as his tutor. With being so different it seems they will never get closer, until they realize that they both hold a sad secret.
Note: This is dedicated to yukitsubute. I had (and still have) a lot of fun writing this, and I wonder where it takes me to. I can promise you some fluff, some fun and some drama (the usual ^^) There might even be some hurt & comfort.

Life’s wonderful. Like a gazillion rainbows. Like little kittens dressing up as unicorns. Like a nine-hour private Fast & Furious cinema viewing with free popcorn and coke and jelly. That’s how great it feels for Masaki. He is hundred percent convinced his life is perfect. It’s been five years that his oldest brother won the lottery and invested his money well, got a good job and was able to increase their wealth and money, and with his financial support his second oldest brother managed to hit it big as an artist. With money came a certain reputation to their family and the fact that people knew their name, and considered them as important. Gone were the days of tiny apartments and shabby clothes. They were kissed by luck and gladly his brothers were wise enough to invest it well and to also put parts of it into their education and work.

There is nothing essential missing. At least Masaki doesn’t feel like there is something lacking. He can do what he wants to, he can go where he wants to. He drives a Maserati motorcycle, he shares a huge three-floor penthouse with his two older brothers who he loves dearly. He can eat what he wants, when he wants and where he wants, is invited out to a party every night, and can shop as much as he wants. He just turned 19, and started his studies a few months ago. Being a student at university without any responsibilities, and rich on top of that, makes his life so comfortable.


“I can’t believe you are hiding in the kitchen!” Masaki complains when he finally finds Nino, sitting in the corner of the bench at the huge modern kitchen table, his DS in his hands and a bag of crisps in front of him.

“And I can’t believe that you dragged me to this party!” Nino argues.

“It’s my party, not any party.”

“There is alcohol, half-naked girls and guys and loud music.” Nino complains with a frown. “It means it’s like any party I normally don’t attend.”

Masaki chuckles lightly. “Thanks for coming though.”

“Just for you.” Nino sighs dramatically. “I’ll drown myself in whisky and try to pretend to have fun.”

“You could make out with someone,” Masaki points out innocently.

“Yeah, just that everyone in this apartment, except for the both of us, is bone-drunk already and won’t even realize it’s my lips they are kissing. And you know how high maintenance I am. I want to be cherished, not drooled at by a drunk ass.” Nino makes it sound like a joke, but deep down Masaki knows that’s exactly what he wants. Not be a drunk fuck, but be wooed by someone, asked out for a nice dinner in a charming way and be treated like a prince.

Masaki nods. “I’ll cherish you,” he offers.

“Yeah, but you don’t want to sleep with me,” Nino points out with a grin. “So it doesn’t count. But… thank you.”

In the living room Masaki can hear a group of his friends cheering. They have been playing a karaoke game while mixing fresh cocktails. Some guys already ordered Chinese food. They are having fun…

“Oh my god.” Nino laughs. “Just go! It’s your party, Masaki!”

“But I can’t leave you alone,” he points out. “You are my best friend.”

“Yeah, and you are mine. Be happy that you are the only person I really like and believe me, when I tell you: Go and party. I won’t be the annoying friend who ruins your party. I won’t forgive you if you turn me into that friend!”

“Fine,” Masaki gives in. He looks at Nino thoughtfully, then he smiles. “Why don’t you retreat into Satoshi’s room meanwhile?”

Nino’s head perks up. “Really?”

“Sure, he is not at home, and you can hide there without anyone finding you. You can even sleep there if you want to. His door has a key.”

Nino grins and squishes Masaki happily. “You are the best,” he chuckles, and grabs his bag and hurries to said room on the upper floor, obviously happy to be able to escape the loud party.

Masaki on the other hand goes back to the epicentre of the happening. He loves people, and huge gatherings, and parties and just being surrounded by others. It’s like others crave for chocolate, he craves for social contacts.

“Yo, Ma-sa-ki,” his buddy Kazama calls out from the sofa where he has joined a weird drinking game. “How about something to eat?”

Masaki grins, and waves his brother’s credit card. “Whatever you want, my sweet babies.”

The others laugh, and soon are engulfed in ordering an awful mess out of spicy and fat food, but Masaki doesn’t mind. He is happy when his friends are happy. He makes a mental note to take one pizza upstairs for Nino though.

He doesn’t know how long they drink and eat, and sing, but at one point Kazama is sucking at some hot chick’s lips, his junior at college Inoo makes out with someone Masaki doesn’t even know. And he suddenly finds himself in warm, tanned arms in one of his brother’s bedrooms. Not the one Nino is currently sleeping in of course. But two brothers mean two bedrooms. Comes in handy sometimes.

The guy’s lips are plumb and warm and he knows how to use them, sucking Masaki off skilfully, before Masaki spins them around and lies on top of him. It’s a certain Kamenashi something. He knows him from his business class. He unfortunately didn’t get his first name, but wow, he is so hot. He remembers remotely that the other kids in college fancy him a lot for his slender frame and pretty features, and fear him a little for having the claws of a wild cat.

“Say,” Masaki mumbles while he pushes against Kamenashi’s hips. “What’s your name?”

The guy laughs heartedly. “Kazuya. But call me Kame,” he grins. “You really are something, you know that? Only you could say something like that without getting hit.”

“You are cute,” Masaki muses, and means it.

“Yeah,” Kame grins. “But don’t expect anything.”

“Of course not.” Masaki smiles. He never expects anything. Especially not from a party one-night stand. But he finds that dude cute – in a weird twisted way – so maybe he could set him up with Nino? Or one of his friends?

He doesn’t have time to linger on this thought though as Kame pushes against his hips roughly, and it feels so freaking hot that his mind goes dizzy from the sensation. They reach their climaxes pretty soon, not minding that it’s messy and not really the best sex they had, as they are too drunk to be really skilful.

Kame snuggles against him later on. “You are too nice, Masaki-san.”

“Why’s that?”

“I’m a complete stranger, still you invited me.”

“Why shouldn’t I?” Masaki asks tiredly, already drifting to sleep. “You seemed like a cool guy, and we were in the same project group.”

“Yeah,” Kame snorts. “That’s why I came to this party. I didn’t want to get a bad reputation, besides I was happy about your invitation. However I hate parties normally. Next time let’s all go to a convention or a vernissage.”

Masaki giggles. No way. He doesn’t like art much. But a convention… it might be something for Nino. These two could go together…

Hmm… He drifts to sleep before he can think any further.

No, there is nothing missing. His life is good. Right?


To be honest Masaki has never expected that his life would change drastically or even a little bit.

This is until Sunday, afternoon, when he wakes up hangoverish from the party he threw last night. He woke up a few times before lunch, most of the people had already left, and the others left right before lunch. Nino left him a note, saying he would meet him later that evening. Masaki was gladly awake before Kame was though, and was able to escort him to the door. It was all casual and normal, like they didn’t have sex. Just like Kame said: Don’t expect anything.

Then Masaki went to sleep again. He hasn’t cleaned up yet, and there are bottles with alcohol and open boxes with the remains of pizza and all kinds of forgotten clothes from the people that made out… and Satoshi.

“You are here?” Masaki mumbles tiredly.

Satoshi glares, eyebrows furrowed in anger. “Yes, I obviously am,” he grumbles while he throws a red thong into the garbage with a disgusted look on his face and shoves a huge staple with empty pizza boxes aside. “Are these condoms there used?” he asks in horror.

“Thought you’ll come back tomorrow.” Masaki yawns, trying to focus. Fucking headache.

“Got off from work earlier than expected.” His brother shakes his head, his eyes wandering over the whole mess.

Masaki’s head perks up. “That’s great,” he exclaims excitedly, soon regretting this rash movement as the headache suddenly kicks in with full force. “I’m so happy you are here already! One week is too long for you to be away. We missed you. We can watch a movie together tonight. Nino’s coming too.”

Satoshi looks at him for a while, and all of a sudden his gaze softens. He sits down at a tiny empty space on the sofa table. “Masaki, I love you too, really. You are my cute younger brother…but…”

“But?” Masaki wants to know.

“But your life can’t continue like this!”

Satoshi has the temperament of a rock, he is calm and relaxed, and basically never gets worked up. He always says he is too lazy to be grumpy or mad at someone or something, but Masaki thinks that in reality he is just nice. For him to actually put a virtual knife against Masaki’s – his beloved little brother’s – neck is rare. But apparently it can happen… “We need to talk, Masaki. Get rid of the mess here, and we’ll all meet for dinner. No excuses. Family SOS meeting.”


Masaki rubs his head tiredly, while Shingo, his oldest brother, sighs deeply. “Why do I need to come? I didn’t party secretly. And when I do no one knows.”

Masaki hides a grin, while Satoshi throws him a reproachful glance.  “You are the oldest brother,” he intervenes. “Take responsibility.”

“But Ma-chan is young.” Shingo argues. “We were the same when we were his age. Well… okay, when I was his age. You’ve always been old. And boring. Except for that one day when you had a gangbang-part-“

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because Satoshi’s shoe hits him against his head. Masaki eyes his brothers curiously. What did Satoshi do?

“Okay, listen,” Satoshi sighs. “I know you are kind and good-hearted, and I know you love being social and you have lots of friends. And that’s awesome. We are happy that you are happy, and we are happy that you are this kind of guy. You are young, it’s okay to go out and party, but this is getting out of hand.”

Masaki sighs slightly. Is it? Really?  “It’s not really going that much out of hand,” he argues. “Okay, I admit yesterday went overboard. I’m sorry for that, really! I’ll make it up to you.”

“How often did you party last week?” Shingo asks.

Masaki frowns, trying to remember. Well, on Monday he went to that new club opening. On Tuesday he went to a concert and then for a few drinks with his friends. Wednesday he and Toma wanted to give speed dating a try, they both landed in bed with two complete strangers and met for a very early breakfast afterwards. Thursday there was a college party – he didn’t even go to sleep. Friday one of his very wealthy friends threw a huge party – he had to go there. And Saturday, he threw a party… that was yesterday. He coughs. “Too often,” he admits quietly. “Listen, I’m sorry. I see what you mean. I’ll try to do better.”

“Hm,” Satoshi frowns.

“I promise!” Masaki says with emphasis. “Did I ever break a promise!? Don’t pretend like I’ve never stayed true to my word!”

Satoshi blinks, blushing slightly. “No, I’m sorry, that’s not why I’m so wary. I believe you. Just that…”

“What?” Masaki wants to know.

“You didn’t do a single exam this term, did you?”

Masaki blushes. “Well… I… went to one.”

“And didn’t pass?”

Masaki blushes even further. This is mean, really. It’s not like he fails on purpose. “Fine,” he grumbles. “I’m stupid. Are you happy now?”

Satoshi’s eyes widen. “No, that’s not what I meant, Masaki! You are not stupid. And none of us thinks you are!”

“Listen, little-brother-chan,” Shingo intervenes while chewing on a hot dog he prepared before. “What your horribly articulating brother means is that you were not taking your studies seriously enough, and now you are kind of having troubles with the huge amount you need to study. However, we’ll offer you a deal.”

“A deal?” Masaki asks.

“Yes.” Satoshi continues, smiling thankfully at Shingo. “You’ll catch up with your studies, and we’ll let you have all the freedoms you want as long as you show a little responsibility and keep your promise. Help us with the household, tell us when you go out so that we won’t worry. How about looking for a small job?”

“But…” Masaki blushes slightly. He doesn’t mind communicating with his brothers in a better, more mature way, or look for a small job. However, his studies… “How am I supposed to catch up?” he finally stutters. “I… missed quite a bit… and…”

“Don’t worry,” Satoshi smiles. “The younger brother of a friend is quite dedicated with his studies. My friend is the junior partner of a huge lawyer and counselling firm – you know, I used to work there before, and we became friends back then. His little brother is giving private lessons sometimes to gain some experience and money. He would be perfect. He is around your age, so it isn’t just anyone…”

“You want someone to tutor me?” Masaki asks in disbelief.

“Well, do you have a better idea?” Shingo asks.

No, unfortunately not. Masaki stays silent, not sure what to say. He has a lot on his mind, like how embarrassing it is to have someone tutor him and that none of his friends actually studies – not even Nino, he is just the type of guy that can pass exams without studying much, but… he knows it’s not a point his brothers would take and accept.

“So it’s set,” Satoshi decides heartlessly.  “The guy’s name is Jun by the way.”


“Satoshi did what!?” Nino, the only person in the whole universe he truly trusts looks at him in shock. “He wants you to study!? Like… for real? At least twice a week!?”

“That’s the deal.” Aiba sighs. “He told me I can live my life the way I want. With two conditions: I should take some responsibility and look for a small job, and accept one of his friends’ little brother to tutor me.”

“God… the part with the job is okay,” Nino muses. “You can get some extra money, but the tutoring? Ugh, if at least they would let you study alone! Now you have to learn together with an ugly, boring dude.”

“He could be nice,” Masaki tries to argue half-heartedly.

“Boring,” Nino intervenes with a frown. “Isn’t he from a super-traditional family? He will look down on all of us. Probably a stuck-up dude with glasses, who only thinks about school. I think I need to puke.”

Masaki sighs. “We should think about a way to get me out of this.”

Nino snickers. “Believe me, I’ll think of something.”

Masaki lets his head hang down while he mixes a smoothie for Nino. His brothers went out, Shingo to work, Satoshi to meet with said friend who has an annoying ugly younger brother who should tutor him. “I just don’t want to fail them,” he admits in a small voice.

Nino sighs deeply. “Masaki-kun,” he says earnestly. “They have never been disappointed of you. They love you, and respect you. How often do you hang out with each other?”

“A lot,” Masaki admits quietly.

“And do you laugh with each other?”


“Can you talk with them about your problems? And do they tell you things?”

“Sure.” Masaki smiles.

“And you can still go out and have fun with your friends, right, even after that crazy party yesterday?”

Masaki nods. “Yes. They are so supportive.”

“See,” Nino grins. “Don’t be silly. We’ll find a way to get you through the next exams, and to dump that idiot who is going to waste your time twice a week.”


It’s a cold night, almost freezing. Jun shivers slightly while he handles the newly installed home control system. He switches on the floor heating and lets the curtain close in front of the huge window front of their house.


He has just eaten and cleans up everything properly now. He carefully puts the freshly made gyoza on a plate and wraps some plastic around it, before he puts it into the fridge. He has cooked himself some dinner, leaving the leftovers for his oldest brother. He is working a lot recently, and he hardly sees him. He might be hungry when he comes home so why not leave him something to eat.

“Nothing for me?”

Jun spins around in surprise. He hasn’t heard his other older brother come home. He must have been caught in his thoughts and work, and not realize how the door opened. Plus, he is home earlier than he expected him to be.

Jun frowns. “You went for dinner, Sho-san,” he says earnestly.

His brother sighs, and puts his shoes into the cupboard, before he loosens his tie slightly. “It was a joke, Jun.”

Jun rolls his eyes, carefully behind his brother’s back because if he sees it, he will scold him for not being respectful enough, and then they might get into an argument again, and he seriously has no motivation at all to argue.

“Didn’t you write an exam recently? Weren’t the results due today?” Sho wants to know all of a sudden.

Jun nods, angling for the paper he has left on the table. His business class had a major exam, and he has studied like crazy for it. There were a lot of difficult mathematical questions, and he is actually a bit proud that he did so well and could solve them all. He just made two small mistakes, and still came off as the best of his class. Well, his brother is a super-brain unfortunately, so Jun is not really surprised when Sho just nods a bit, and says something along the lines of “You are getting better.”

Jun puts the paper away, and fetches himself something to drink. He knows his brother doesn’t mean anything bad. He is just the way he is. At least he isn’t scolding Jun for mistakes he does, or punishes him for not so good exams. His facial expression and the lack of words still say a lot sometimes. Jun just wishes he would be smarter and better, and more talented, like his brothers.

Jun coughs. “I’m going to my room,” he says.

Sho nods, already taking the newspaper in his hands. When Jun is about to walk out of the room, he hears his voice again though. “Wait a moment, Jun, I almost forgot.”

“Did something happen?” Jun wants to know.

“Well, I met a good friend tonight. Satoshi.” his brother explains. “And he told me his little brother has major problems with his studies. He somehow missed a few exams and classes, and now he has no chance to catch up with them by himself. Satoshi-kun told me to ask you if you want to tutor him.”

Jun blinks in surprise. “I should tutor him?”

His brother nods. “It would be a nice chance for you to earn some extra money, besides it can help you with your own studies as well, to revise some stuff.”

“I guess…” Jun stutters, generously ignoring the hint Sho gave him about studying more himself.

“Satoshi will pay you well,” his brother continues and hands him a post-it with so-said Satoshi’s phone number. “Twice a week for two hours. What do you say?”

Jun doesn’t have much motivation to tutor anyone. He has only worked with younger kids up to now, because they are easier to handle. But someone his age? He is not patient enough to deal with other people’s shortcomings. He has never met Satoshi before, only heard about him from Sho, and he knows his family got a lot of money over the last years. There is nothing wrong with that, and he is sure this Satoshi is a decent guy, but Jun knows how the guys his own age deal with sudden wealth… when all doors to important social parties and festivals are open suddenly. This little brother of Satoshi is for sure just a stupid idiot who drank so much that he ruined some of his brain cells, or maybe fucked around so much that he caught some sort of disease. Jun knows these rich kids. His own family is very wealthy too, rich by birth, but they have always been eager to show class and tradition. But most of his rich co-students are completely different. Sex, alcohol and parties. That’s all.

Still… tutoring someone would get him some extra money. And he finds the atmosphere at home somewhat dragging, so… it could be a change from reality.

“I’ll do it,” Jun says with a firm nod, and takes a look at the information on the little paper. Masaki. The guy’s name is Masaki.

A/N: A new multi-chapter! YAY!!!! \^_^/  I hope you will like the setting of this. It's a mix out of college, high society, family and drama. And of course romance.
Masaki takes life pretty lightly at the moment, he doesn't mean anything bad though. He just wants to enjoy every moment. And Jun... we'll have a closer look on him soon.

Oh, and to diffuse some of the expected confusion concerning the cast: Both Jun and Masaki have two brothers. Masaki's oldest brother is Shingo (as in Katori Shingo), as I thought he would perfectly fit Masaki's sunny attitude. Satoshi is the middle brother.
As for Jun, we have Sho as the middle brother. Jun's oldest brother has not been revealed yet XD Any ideas?
We have Nino of course. And Kazama as Masaki's friends. There will be other guest appearances too.

I'm having lots of fun writing this! And it's been forever since I wrote rare pairs like Junba or Sakumiya, so I hope some people are interested? I'm still in the progress of writing, so I can't tell you where this might lead us to ;-)

Tags: genre: au, genre: college, genre: high society, genre: hurt&comfort, genre: romance, l: multi-chapter, p: aiba masaki/matsumoto jun, p: ninomiya kazunari/sakurai sho, r: r, series: me without you
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