FANFIC Based on AMETHYST-CHAN's comment (check out "fanfic page" tag for details)

Title: “MatsuJun-sama ?”

Pairing:  MatsuJun with original character (This character is nameless and I write the story partly from her perspective, the good thing about this is that if you’re good in fantasizing about MatsuJun, you can actually become this girl or put yourself in her shoes.)

Disclaimer: To all those who read fanfiction, then you know what this is.  To those that do not, this is a story that I came up with.  In no way is it true and I may have made some mistakes in how things are done in Japan.  But the point is that this is just a work of fiction.

This is actually a Rated R fic but the Rated R or NC-17 scenes aren’t part of this post.  I saved them for those who request to read further.  I’m posting this fic in my livejournal and because I’m a responsible adult (I think), I won’t be posting the smutty part in my general entries.  Leave a comment at my livejournal or add me to your own Livejournal so that I know where to send the next chapter. (I’m hoping someone becomes interested in this, not just Amethyst-chan, ohohohoho)

Ok, here’s the fic:

(Author’s Note: I leave MatsuJun’s hairstyle in this fic to your imagination)

Chapter 1:

Journal entries from a certain Lady X (told from her perspective)

Entry No. 256

Arashi has always been part of my life ever since their debut.  I wanted to be part of their crew so that’s why the college course I took was related to public relations, I wanted to be in the inner circle of Arashi, helping them manage their schedules and assorted shows and concerts.  That’s how devoted an Arashi fan I am.
 

Now, at 23, I love them more than ever. 

Admittedly, I’m just one of many personal assistants that run around for the agency and it just so happens that I’m currently assigned to them. 

When I was told that I would be part of their team, I was so happy I almost fainted.  I don’t think anyone here has yet noticed that I am such a huge, huge fan.  If they did, I probably wouldn’t be part of their team.

I think the best part of my assignment is when concerts or live shows end and I deliver fan goodies to Arashi.  They usually meet at someone’s dressing room unless they all share one together.  When they have individual dressing rooms, I get to chat with them a bit before I leave to do other tasks.  And that’s my favorite part of my work.

Just the other month, when they did a live for a variety show, I was able to compliment Ohno-sama’s choreography.  And just the other day, I read Sho-sama his schedule for him and the topic of their next show.  It’s really great knowing that I’m part of a team that’s making Arashi stronger and more well known in other parts of the world.

Entry No. 278

Yesterday, something really embarrassing happened.  I was bringing tea to Arashi-sama when they invited us all to celebrate a successfully finished taping.  That wasn’t the embarassing part though.  What was embarrassing happened when the party ended and I got to join Arashi-sama for drinks.  I was the only one that got to go because it was a bit late and other staff members had to go home to their families.  I guess living by myself has its perks.

Anyway, we went to a new restaurant.  I didn’t know if it was pay for your own order so I decided to get the least costly drink on the menu.  Matsumoto-sama noticed this and offered to treat me to whatever I wanted because it was a celebration and they were the ones who invited me in the first place.

It was really cute because the other Arashi members started teasing him about being a gentleman.  Ninomiya-sama also got teased because when the bill came, he pretended to have an emergency phone call.  I was watching them all, so comfortable with each other, and for some reason, my eyes started to tear.   Matsumoto-sama noticed this because he was talking to me when my eyes started getting really wet.  It was funny because they didn’t seem to know how to talk to me in that situation.

I told them that everything was fine, and I told them that I just got a warm feeling because I felt part of their group.  Luckily, Aiba-sama started making a funny mixture with his leftover drink and some sauces that were on our table.  This distracted them from delving too much on my sentimentality.

It was really embarrassing.  I almost ended up going “fangirl” on them.

I was really grateful to Matsumoto-sama.  He seemed quite concerned about me and offered to take me home.  I didn’t expect that he would enter my small studio apartment, and I felt mortified that I forgot that most of my wall decor  are framed posters of them.  I was thankful that although he seemed to realize I was a really big fan, he just said, “You really take your work seriously.”  I kind of felt that maybe he was laughing at me a little but at least it didn’t seem that obvious.

I guess to make up for discovering my secret and to put me totally at ease, he asked if I wanted to hang out with them tomorrow.  He said they were going to his apartment to plan for their next concert.  I was a bit confused since I thought that planning was done with both them and their managers but he said that they just wanted to iron out the message and songs they wanted to share to their fans in this concert.

I was thinking that if I had to pick a favorite among all Arashi members, it would have to be Matsumoto-sama.  His devotion to the group is strongest among them all.  Anyway, he told me he would pick me up to go to his house today but when he came by, he said that they had to cancel the meeting because something came up with work for the other members.  Since he said he wasn’t doing anything that day, he asked me to still hang out with him. 

I guess today was a pretty great day for me.  We went around some shops he favoured and had dinner out.  I think some fans recognized him but they respected his privacy.  It was a good thing I decided to not to change from my work clothes for that meeting so no one assumed I was anything more than his assistant.

Entry No. 292

Matsumoto-sama seems to like my company.  I was thinking this was the case because he asked me to help him with some personal matters that had nothing to do with work.  I think he also started feeling weird around someone in office get-up all the time so he asked me to just wear what I normally would.

I’m happy he likes my company, not just because of work but for personal reasons.  I just have to reign in my “fangirl” tendencies.  I’m still working up the courage to ask him if we could have our picture taken together and have him sign it.  Sigh!  I’m such a dork.

Entry No. 309

I’m happy to report that Matsumoto-sama and I are friends now.  We’ve kind of surpassed the whole assistant-client thing.  Anyway, I still try not to walk too close to him to avoid any problems with other fans.  I’m also taking on more responsibility in work.  I think my boss sees that I’ve developed a friendship with Arashi-sama and he gives me more decision-making related assignments.

Entry No. 321

Matsumoto-sama asked me not to call him Matsumoto-sama, so I started calling him and the other members with “-san.” But when I started calling him Matsumoto-san he objected to that too.  I’m kind of confused as to what to call him now.  Anyways, the concert is getting closer, just a few more months to go!  I’m so excited!

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Chapter 2:

“Oi!, Matsumoto-sama, hurry up, we’re gonna be late.” Nino couldn’t resist taunting MatsuJun with the name their favorite assistant has been calling him since she began to work under their team.

“Yeah, Matsumoto-sama, you don’t want to offend our beloved assistant by coming in late, ne?” Ohno’s eyes were twinkling as he looked at Nino.

“Urusai!” These days, MatsuJun was getting more easily pissed off.  It wasn’t the workload, although that did increase as their concert was drawing closer.  But for some reason, he couldn’t get someone off his mind.

And they all knew who that someone was. 

“I just don’t get why he just doesn’t come right out and say it?  Something like, ‘Ano... all this time we’ve actually been dating.’” This from Sho.

“It’s odd, isn’t it.  To his fans he has the cool image but when it’s someone he likes he’s so high school.” Aiba had the look of experience as he made this statement which made the other three grin behind his back.

“Oi, stop babbling like a bunch of housewives, let’s go!”

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When they entered the studio for their taping, everything was prepared.  This was another guest episode but MatsuJun’s head wasn’t in the show.  Once again, she had her little clipboard of notes and was standing there talking to the camera people.  Her hair was in a stylish bun with whisps of her black hair framing her oval face.  She was wearing very light make up which he liked.  He was getting more irritated as he stared at her.

Feeling someone watching, she glanced his way and gave him her work smile and a small nod.  Aarrgh!  She was driving him nuts.  Instead of smiling back, he glared at her.

She made her way among the costumes and props area towards him.

“Matsumoto-sama, are you okay?”

“I told you not to call me that...”

“Gomen, Matsumoto-san.  I’m still adjusting, I am still your fan, after all.” She teased him, she got along great with him.  But for some reason, he was still “the idol.”

Nothing wrong with being “the idol,” just not when it came to her.  It was obvious to those who really knew him that he liked her.  But as to why she was special when she was so dense, he didn’t know.  He was turning DoS more often these days but it wasn’t the usual pranks.  He was really getting cranky.
(Author's Note: DoS means very sadistic and is a persona or characteristic other Arashi members use to describe MatsuJun)

He tried being friendly, he tried being himself, but all that seemed to only put him higher up on the pedestal.  If he asked her out she’d probably tell him to quit the prank.

And it was getting harder to keep his hands off her.  Normally he didn’t like being touched, especially when he wasn’t close with the person.  But lately, he would watch her movements and wonder about how her skin would feel, or her hair.

The agency wanted them to keep their relationships private.  That was fine with him.  Problem was, with the rate things were going, he wouldn’t have one.

“Minna-san, we’re about to start.  Positions please.”

After hearing that call, she moved away and for some reason, it made him feel more lost.

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He stared at her hand as it rested on the table of the restaurant.  She was tapping her fingers on the table as she went thru her questionnaire.  The questions were actually getting uncomfortable.

“Let’s go with this one, ‘is there anyone you like now? Are you seeing anyone?’ It seems like your fans never forget to ask that question. Maybe we should set up an online poll in this website for who they think you’re dating.”

Back to business as usual. Tap, tap, tap...

“Or maybe we should go for this one, ‘which hairstyle suits Matsumoto-san best?’ Hmm... I’d probably be interested in participating in that one...”

Tap, tap, tap...

“This new website should probably have some fan pages, too.  I was surfing one of your fan sites the other day and some of the artwork is really, really good.  Maybe we should ... huh... ano, Matsumoto-san, I don’t think you should cover my hand like that, people might get the wrong idea.”