Ja, this is the new chappie. I’m sorry it took me so long to update. I got too busy with school and cram school, always having projects to work on, always having exams here and there, always everyone telling me “just study, study, study” … When is this damn year going to be over? Luckily it’s almost over, and it’s my last year too^^; So I guess I shouldn’t complain that much.

And a warning. From now on, I’m going to be writing what I wrote in Japanese from romanji into katakana/hiragana/kanji. I’m practicing, so I need to do it here too. I’ll put up the meaning to the phrases, but IF I forget anything and you don’t know, feel free to ask or go to a n i m e l a b . c o m and use its translator, ne? It’s not always accurate, mostly INaccurate, but it helps.

Oh, and we have some kind of crossover from now on, too. Katsumi [Yamada Ryosuke’s role in One Pound Gospel] and Koji [Yuto Nakajima’s role in Nobuta wo Produce] are going to be appearing as Taku’s classmates, as well as Yoshihiko [Chinen Yuri’s guest role in One Pound Gospel]. And, in this chapter only [for the time, I don’t know if he will in the future too] we’re going have Shuuji as well. He has a small scene, but it’s still Shuuji. So you get a Gokusen II x Nobuta Wo Produce x One Pound Gospel crossover chapter…X3

And Hayato has a pretty aggressive and paranoid attitude towards Shuuji, with no turmoil too…XD But epileptics do have schizophrenic tendencies. So I guess it’s alright.

For one more time, I don’t own them. But in my dreams I’m Hayato’s twin and uke, and also Jin-s co-worker in an environmental-protection company thing. So…XD

He needn’t be worried about Hayato though. Right at those moments, he was busy with work. He had passed the job interview Yankumi managed to arrange for him after endless efforts and he had all the time he wanted to devote to his new, steady enough job. The cleaning company was surprisingly bigger than what he expected it to be, and there was not a day to pass that he wouldn’t get a call. Most of the times, it would be from rich elder people, so he naturally earned more than just the regular payment; but he was a hard worker and the bonus from those people watching his efforts was just to be expected, he was told by his seniors. He had just raised his shoulders at the comment, though, but soon found it really useful. With the extra money he earned, he could pay off Taku’s cram school tuition on time and not wait for their father to send the money over. And so Taku too had a rise in his allowance; not that he had anything in particular in mind to buy, as long as Hayato remembered, but then again, it was almost Christmas. He had too good friends that he spent most of his time with; maybe he wanted to buy them presents.

“Ah!” he murmured, sitting up from his studying. “オレもうするよ…” he thought, and leaving the book opened on his bed, he reached for the bedside table where he kept the money he earned, until his father got back and did whatever he would do with them. “I got to get them presents…I can’t leave Take and Ryu like that…And Tsucchi, and Kosuke!...At least I know what to get them…” he murmured, dragging some out and closing the drawer again.

“Taku! Taku, Taku, Takuuu!” he yelled, going out of his room.

“兄ちゃん、どうしたの？何かあった？” the young boy asked, popping his head out from the door of his room.

“Did you get presents for Koji and Katsumi?”

“えっ？いいえ、まだまだ…何で？”

“I’ll go get the presents for Ryu and the bunch…Why don’t we go together?”

“えっ？むり！”

“Why so? We rarely get the chance to hang out together like brothers like that!”

“I’m getting a bad reputation if I go out with you!”

“Eh…Taku, you’re demolishing.”

“What does that now mean?”

“Can’t we just hand around together? It’s Christmas, well, almost, but still, we’re going to be alone! Dad won’t be home for Christmas…”

“それ、わかってる、僕は…”

“So why can’t we just…”

“Don’t remind me. I know. I’ll go with you.”

“えっ、マジ？Taku, you’re the best!”

“ハイ、ハイ, I’ve heard this numerous times. It’s only when I do stuff you want, though. Anyway, let’s just go.”

“Taku…トキドキ、お前はめんどながっき、でも、今…” Hayato said and messed his brother’s hair.

“もう、兄ちゃん!” the kid murmured as Hayato laughed with the face he made.

They wandered around several hours at several stores, but, unbelievably, it was because of Taku and not because of Hayato. His older brother knew exactly what he wanted to get to his friends for Christmas; a new shirt for Kosuke, a new fan for Tsucchi, a new scarf for Take who loved them and for Ryu…It was true, it took him a while to decide, but then he went and got him a new chords guitar, because he had ruined Ryu’s old one during a fight. He had that on his mind for a long time and now he was given the chance to make it up to him; he wouldn’t throw it away. Taku though was not so decisive, or his friends’ likings were strange and difficult.

“Come on, we KNOW Koji and for long enough; that brat has no particular tastes, just get him anything! It’s not like he’s going to complain anyway!”

“でも、兄ちゃん、あんあにかんたんじゃない！Koji’s not like our cousin, now we’re junior high seniors, classmates and best friends! I can’t just, you know, decide like that!”

“Taku, you’re being a nuisance.”

“え～っ、さすが、お兄ちゃんから。Count on 隼兄 to save the day.” They boy murmured, lowering his head to look at the street.

“Damn sulker…Don’t sulk, I’m buying you ice-cream.”

“Haya-nii, I’m not a kid anymore!”

“As if…”

“でも！”

“I said!”

“A...Ah! Shuuji-nii!”

“Eeeh.” Hayato turned on his heels to see the person behind him. “…and Koji? Why, Kiritani, I’m surprised.” He said, crossing his arms on his chest. “Don’t tell me you’re out to get presents…for him?” he asked, addressing to Koji, pointing out his finger to his own brother.

“ちょっと、兄ちゃん！Is it that bad if he actually does?” Taku asked, pouting. Shuuji turned his head and covered his face with his hand; he was laughing. The two younger boys were looking at Hayato now, as if waiting from him to make a move.

“えっ？何？Don’t tell me you’re expecting me to…actually stop him? That stuff is for you, Koji!” he said, pushing the skinny boy towards his own skinny brother.

“Don’t be such a jerk, Yabuki.” Shuuji said and, both Taku and Koji nodded.

“Just do your stuff and let us do our own, like families.” Hayato mumbled, but Taku was already dragging Koji away from their older brothers, asking him what he would like to get as a present. “Damn brat…” he murmured.

“Damn…Even though he’s your brother? 何て兄さん…” Shuuji teased, and Hayato kicked a stone, aiming it to hit the other one’s knee.

“Don’t poke your nose into someone else’s business, okay?”

“Don’t take your nerves out on people who have nothing to do with the person or the stuff you’re actually mad at!”

“Don’t you shout at me, you-“

“The damn cousin I’ve got must have really pissed you off, hasn’t he, Yabuki? For you to be that infuriated…even though I hear it’s natural for you to be out of control when pissed.”

“Shut up! Don’t mess with me! Whatever crap Ryu and I may do, you have no right to meddle! Unless he himself tells you stuff.” Hayato shouted, making everyone around in the street turn and look.

“Such a loud voice…” Shuuji murmured, still uncaring.

“..Damn brat! Just watch your mouth the next time we meet! I’m older than you anyway; you should respect me!”

“As if I’d respect someone like you!”

“おい、お前！What the hell do you mean?”

“You’re a playboy, ですよね、矢吹? You can’t really mean it when you say anything to Ryu. ただ、それだけ。” The skinny boy said, making Hayato kick a can and turn to leave; forgetting all about Taku and the Christmas presents atmosphere, He ran away, wanting to go back home as soon as possible, and just do anything that would distract his mind.

Shuuji’s words were disturbing. Pissed off at Ryu, mad at Ryu; was he, really? Nothing felt like that, and Ryu himself hadn’t done anything to Hayato, so he didn’t have any reason to be pissed off at him…

Yes, now that he thought about it, the only one he was pissed off and mad at was that Naomi; well, her parents and Ryu’s parents were included too. But Ryu, Ryu himself had done nothing at all. And, if he thought it further too, Shuuji and his words were more pissing off than the fact that Ryu still hadn’t told him if he agreed to sing Hayato’s Christmas ballad alone together or with everyone else.

“What the hell are you doing, Hayato?” he mumbled to himself as he was opening the front door. He climbed up the stairs to his apartment and quickly unlocked the door; even though he was inwardly scolding himself, an idea had formed in his head, and he wanted to put it down on paper right on the spot. He threw the bags with the stuff he had bought for the bunch on his bed, grabbed a forgotten sketchbook form somewhere under a pile of books and sat at his desk. Biting the back of his pencil, he started drawing, a certain costume slowly forming on his blanc paper. He drew and drew, line after line, filling in some spaces with the graphite color, and when he made a mistake, even though he got pissed off, he wouldn’t tear the paper off as he did before; he just continued trying to fix it or cover it up with any extra lines.

He stayed like that for quite a time, and even when his brother returned and started calling for him, he didn’t stop. He only yelled a rushed “I’m busy!” and went back to work.

Only later that night, when he remembered that finally the next morning they would finally have practice, he left it all and went to sleep, wondering what the rest of them might have been doing and if there was any of them who would come up with a suggestion for a new song.

The next morning, he woke at the feeling of something dragged against his forehead.

“もう…やめてくだパイ…” he murmured, and turned to the other side, his back facing the intruder.

“もう、隼ちゃん、don’t be so cruel! After I came all this way to here…” Take pouted, pinching Hayato’s bed sheets. “Just wake up!”

“…T…Take?” Hayato asked, still not willing to open his eyes.

“ハイ、ハイ、オレだよ。おきて! We’ve gotta go practice! Everyone else is already there!”

“Eeh, already? What time is it anyway?” Hayato complained, both Taku and Take dragging him from his sleeves to get him off bed.

“もう、兄ちゃん、早く! I want to clean your room before dad comes back!”

“Eh? Oyaji’s coming back? When?”

“Today; didn’t I just tell you so?”

“No way you’re doing stuff in here; I’ll do them myself when I come back!”

“Hayato, we don’t have time!”

“I know! I didn’t say I’d do it now!”

“But, 兄ちゃん, who knows what time you’ll be coming home! Just let me do it!”

“No way. Out! Out, out, out! Let’s go, Take.” Hayato exclaimed and, after grabbing his guitar, he pushed the two boys out of his room and, grabbing his shoes he locked the room, took the key and put them on; waving his hand to his brother he felt grateful that he had fallen asleep in his clothes last night, “じゃね！”

“兄ちゃん、きおつけて！”

“ハイ、ハイ、そしましょ！じゃね！”

When they were finally out in the street, Hayato shivered; the cold had become unbearable. He looked at Take; he was trembling and although he was almost lost in his coat, he still was shaking uncontrollably.

”Can you run?” Hayato asked. “We’ll reach the place faster and we’ll be able to warm up a little too…”

“いいよ、いいよ、そのしつぎょはない.” Take replied, although he did start walking faster.

“I’ll piggyback you. Come on, you’ll be a walking ice-cube long before we’re there, and we don’t want our bassist out of the bunch.” Hayato shook his had like a girl and got his guitar off his shoulder. “ほら、こっちでこいよ.”

“…ありがとう. ” Take smiled and climbed on the back of the kneeling on the pavement Hayato. He would have to hold both Hayato’s guitar and his bass, but having Hayato carry him when he himself was almost inept to walk on his own due to the excessive cold getting at him; it all made Keita just a little too grateful.

In a while, it started snowing.

And the next thing they knew, they were at the place they were renting for their practices.

“おそいよ、バカやろう！” Ryu shouted and threw his pillow to the entering duo. Take leaned and it landed on Hayato’s face.

“何だと、てめ！” Hayato yelled and threw the pillow down. “ダレ？ダレだった？”

“オレだった！もんだい？” Ryu immediately stood up form where he was laying. He had a slight fever and a feeling that he’d collapse sooner or later, and having to walk in the cold through the distance from the station after he got on the train to go there wasn’t helpful at all. So, when he arrived and saw that only Tsucchi and Kosuke were already there, he had been laying on that couch while waiting for Take and Hayato with the pillow on his face, just in case his fever went up high and showing. He didn’t want the others to know he was sick.

“ちっ- 竜…you did it? Eh…man, talk about being pale! What the hell?”

“かぜひきだけ. それだけでっ. Don’t worry.”

“Man, you chose the worst time!” Tsucchi groaned, but with the look he was shot by Hayato, he returned to the keyboard and back to slowly checking out the sound.

“ It’s okay. Just don’t strain yourself. Tomorrow’s the live, just that.” Kosuke said, and Take and Hayato shook their heads.

“Yosh, yosh, everything is over. Now, did you check out the song? How is it?” Hayato asked, clapping his hands over his guitar.

“Haya-chan sure is amazing. When I was playing it to Nao-chan, she cried and said she’ll definitely come to our performance.” Tsucchi exclaimed, already starting on it.

“Yosha! One junior-high school student in the fanbase!” Kosuke yelled, hitting the baguettes on one another.

“しかもう、しかもう、しかもう、女の子!” Take said, and the three of them started on a crazy song, singing “we love high-school girls”. Hayato and Ryu were looking at them with eyes wide opened, and Ryu was even laughing a little.

“すばらし…でも、あの“ナオ” のやつは？” the redhead asked.

“あの時の銃学校の生徒…ミヤザキ.” Hayato replied, pinching the strings of his guitar. “The one who he almost got expelled to protect, 覚えてる?”

“Eh…Oi, so this means they’re together now?”

“Well, maybe? Who knows?” But I guess that wouldn’t make Kosuke jealous, as he’s really taking everything that pisses him off out on his drums-“

“And gets better too. You know, maybe we should try and write a song for him to headbang a little, wont we, Hayato? ...Hayato? What are you dozing off at?” Ryu asked and shook his hand in front of the older boy’s face. “Oi…”

But Hayato was daydreaming. He had a stupid smile on his lips, and one could easily guess what he was seeing.

“Oi! おきてよ！” Ryu shouted and slapped him; immediately though, when Hayato went back to his sense he put his hand in front of his mouth. “Gomen…I didn’t really want to…”

“I know you didn’t. きにしないで。さ、れんしゅうしましょ、ね？” Hayato said and Tsucchi immediately started on the keyboard. Ryu smiled, for a second; Hayato saw it though. He too, grabbing his guitar started slowly on his song, humming the melody.

“Ne…The way we play it makes it sound weird.” Kosuke said, after a while.

“It’s a ballad, yet we play it like a rock slow song…Should we try without drums and guitars for a while?” suggested, crossing his arms.

“Hmm…Not a bad thought. Tsucchi, try it; Take, accompany.” Hayato said, and after nodding, their friends went on with the action. It sounded better and, almost unconsciously, Ryu started singing. He didn’t even understand when he started, but he felt his heart melting to the first played note and started, closing his eyes. Kosuke and Hayato just stood and looked at him, surprised. Ryu, the ever-so-calm Ryu had given in to whatever powers those were and, moved by a song was singing like that.

“Duh…I love you so much, Odagiri.” Hayato murmured, and put his hands in his hair. “やめて。かんぺきだ。 That’s the way we’re going to play it, and Kosuke you’ll be in too because they need the tuning. Now, let’s see, does anyone want to sing in? With me and Ryu?”

“Dammit, Haya-chan, you’ve written it so…It’s too complicated, takes up most of my attention; even if I wanted to I wouldn’t be able to sing as well.” Tsucchi said, and Hayato sighed.

“Take?” he asked, turning to the boy.

“Same with me, Hayato.”

“Kosuke, do you want to?” Ryu asked, but the boy shook his head negatively.

“No way, man. I became the drummer exactly to avoid singing.” He said, hitting the baguettes on his lap.

“So that leaves us just you two, ne?” Take asked, patted Hayato’s shoulder and smiled. “You’re going to make a really great duo.”

“Can we…Just return to practice? Ne?” Hayato said and Ryu nodded, thankful. After a while, Hayato left saying he had forgotten something important at his house.

“Do you know what he did?” the three asked Take, but neither he, who had gone to get Hayato from his place knew.

“I wish I did.” He replied, and they went back to practice.

In an hour though Hayato had returned, and he was exactly the same with when he left. Ryu could detect a large redness on the lower part of his right cheek, his neck and his collarbone, but he didn’t ask. If Hayato wanted to tell them or brag about a fight, he’d immediately do it.

Tsucchi and Take played the song many times, Kosuke accompanied them and Ryu was singing along with Hayato; they stopped every now and then, argued about the tones and then went back to singing. The played their other songs as well, and got finally done after midnight.

“ヤベ. It’s too late. Do you guys want to sleepover at my place? It’s the one closest to here.” Take suggested, and everyone agreed. Take’s house was right on the opposite road, so they got to go to sleep pretty quickly. There was not exactly one of them who called home to say they’d be staying over at some friend’s; only Hayato, who called his brother , so that they’d not be worried about him. Ryu woke up when he was doing so, and looked at him as he spoke softly, even putting his hand in front of his mouth so not to wake him or the others. He hadn’t noticed that Ryu was awake, yet. When he was done, he put his mobile down next to him; Take’s mom had taken out futons for all five of them, and as he turned to get his covers, he noticed Ryu had woken up.

“You’re not sleeping? I’m sorry if I woke you…” he said.

|It’s okay. I wouldn’t sleep much at that, anyway..” Ryu replied.

“えっ？何言ってるの？何で？” Hayato asked, closing the distance between their two futons. “Don’t tell me you’ve got insomnia?”

“Baka. Not that. Just…I don’t really know.”

“Come here.”

“Eh?”

“Come here; any unknown words in the sentence?” Hayato teased, whispering, patting the futon. Ryu got out of his and dragged himself to Hayato’s side, quickly hiding into the older one’s embrace.

“It’s warmer here.” The redhead mumbled as Hayato pulled the covers over them.

“It’s because I’m here.”

“Mm.”

“You agree without a fight?”

“I love you Hayato…”Whether it’s cold or hot outside, it always feels warm around you.” Ryu whispered, his fingers clenching Hayato’s shirt.

“Then you must be getting really hot in the summer…: the older boy said jokingly, patting his head. “But I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“I love you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

“No, I love you more!”

“Hayato, you’re stupid!”

“Ryu, I love you.”

“…I can’t battle your logic.” For yet another time.

“Because it’s the logic of an epileptic.” Hayato said and sighed. You know…I’m not really following my prescription.”

“Eh? Baka; why? What if you get seizures or that...grand mal thing?”

“I don’t get it; why should it be me?”

“Hayato…” Ryu let out and embraced the older boy; this time, it was Hayato’s head the one to lean onto Ryu. He was breathing softly over the older one’s hair, stroking it as if trying to comfort him. “Illnesses cannot be questioned like that; if it chose you, it did. In such cases, when you can do nothing to erase it, you just accept the fact and live with it. I think.” The redhead whispered softly as he felt Hayato’s tears on his skin. “It’s still okay. You’re in better situation than other people; you’ve got us. You’ve got your family, Yankumi; the whole class is supporting you, ね? Okay?” he mumbled. Hayato shifted in his embrace and Ryu kissed his forehead.

“Gomen ne, Ryu.” He murmured, feeling the redhead’s warm lips against his cold forehead. “I’m really sorry…For making you say all that stuff once again…You all must be wondering…where did your Hayato go; and rightfully. But it’s…”

“Stop it. Don’t say anymore. It’s…meaningless if you continue like this. And for your information, we don’t. We know you Hayato, and besides, having epilepsy isn’t just a light weight. We can pretty much understand that it would naturally change you. Yet you’re still as energetic as before, and more! I…Sometimes I wonder if you’d ever talk to us about your dream of the band if you were just plain old Hayato.”

“I can’t answer that; I don’t know what I’d have done. But now that you mentioned the band, I’ve got something to show you guys. Care to take a look now? I’ll show it to the others tomorrow.” Hayato said, breaking from Ryu’s embrace.

“えっ？今？ちょっと、何あってる。。。隼人!” Ryu asked, but Hayato had already stood up and walked up to where his clothes were left at, over Ryu’s. Take had given them a chair to put them on and Hayato was the first one to undress, so his clothes were now under Ryu’s. The younger boy heard the rustle of the fabric in the darkness as Hayato was invading his pants’ pockets to finally come back with a hundred-times folded piece of paper disappearing in his fist.

“これ手。。。何?” Ryu asked, waiting for Hayato to unfold it.

“I met your cousin the other day; that Kiritani who’s a year younger. I was out to buy you guys Christmas presents with Taku, who wanted the same for his friends, and we had a conversation that kind of…irritated me. Enough to think of us onstage with those.” He finished and, completely unfolding the paper, showed Ryu his drawing.

“…my…Hayato, this is amazing, but, what the hell are they?...they look like…Visual Kei band’s clothes or something.”

“Bingo; exactly that. Because that’s what I’ve imagined us to be like.” Hayato murmured with a faint smile. “And so you have it. What do you think?”

“I…don’t know, Hayato; seriously, I don’t know. To decide if we want to or not we need to...dunno, see them real life and all that stuff? I guess so, anyway, but…”

“It’s okay; I understand what you’re trying to say. I’ve already taken the drawing; well, a copy, but, still, someplace where these are being sawn as we speak, just because I had this feeling of you ‘opposing’ somehow.” The older one said and, folding the paper and leaving it somewhere next to him on the floor, he went back in the futon, and Ryu crawled to him. Hayato embraced him tightly and Ryu held on to him; it was the only way he could fall asleep and not have nightmares of Naomi, really. Besides being sick, having not told the others and being in a bad mood in general, he didn’t want to have nightmares as well.

“Can we just stay like that and sleep?” he asked, holding on Hayato’s shirt. “Don’t let go of me. Please. Don’t let go because then she’ll grab hold of me.”

“竜…”

“Don’t. Just…練ってる時まで、このままで抱いて.” Ryu murmured and Hayato kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose and finally landed on his lips, tenderly kissing him goodnight.

“Alright, sweetheart. Since you’re sleepy, and tired, just go to sleep. オレ話さないから. I’ll be here, ずっとずっと、ね？”

“ハイ…ありがとう、隼人.”

Hayato embraced Ryu, making him totally disappear into his arms. He knew that both he himself and the younger boy had no safer place in the world than each other’s embrace and so he held on tight, feeling Ryu’s thin limbs around him as tightly. He just knew that they had to fall asleep like that or else Ryu would have nightmares; and he would probably have too. The last thing they needed was that.

“The night passed though and the morning found them both safe and sane, and when the first sunbeams penetrated the shutters Take hadn’t bothered to close properly last night, they landed on their peacefully sleeping in each other’s arms bodies, warming up whatever skin was exposed to them. They played with the brighter hair and move on to Ryu’s long enough, almost girlish eyelashes. The young man made a move, as if trying to shove them away, but he couldn’t avoid waking up in the end. He sat up slowly, carefully slipping out of Hayato’s embrace so that he would not disturb his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Hayato, preparing himself to see the gorgeous face the older one had every time he was a bedhead, but he sure couldn’t have guessed that the expression Hayato actually had on was…terrified. His lips were slightly open, he was breathing heavily and white foam was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Ryu panicked; what was he supposed to do now? He could guess that it was still early; it wouldn’t be wise to burst screaming out of the room, asking for help and messing up everyone so early in the morning. He stood up and jumped to the chair they had left their clothes last night; grabbing his jacket he pulled out of his pocket a packet of tissues and walked back up to Hayato. Kneeling down next to him, he wiped the foam dripping from the corner of his lips and slowly but gently shook him; he didn’t want to cause him seizures that weren’t meant to, and called his name.

“隼人…お…起きてください.　お願い.” He whispered gently, patting his shoulder. “Please, please, wake up.” He said in a rushed, terrified voice. Hayato looked extremely pale; not that he himself was any better, and his fever had climbed back up during the night, but as much frustrated as he was, he didn’t have the time to realize. Totally freaked out from worrying, he flew to the kitchen and returned with a glass full of water. Carefully, he lifted Hayato’s head from the futon and spilled just a little in between his lips, trying to wake him. “Hayato! Hayato!”

The tone in his voice was desperately worried.

And the older one suddenly opened his eyes, and, slowly Ryu understood that there was nothing wrong…or not?

“Baka…” he whimpered, kissing his forehead. “おはよう.”

“Mornin’…Ryu, what the hell are you doing over my head?...And wait…” he choked on his sentence and sat up, bringing his hand to his wet lips. “…what the hell were you doing to me?”

Ryu avoided his eyes as the older one was questioning him. Should he say? Should he not? He knew that Hayato had to know if he got anything even if he was unconscious for some reason, so that he could tell his doctor; but then again he himself had told him that he wasn’t properly on his medication lately. So could that mean that he could start getting seizures just as he stood there or something?

“…There’s something…When I woke up, there was this awful expression on your face, there was this white foam-like thing at the corner of your mouth and…I was worried. I wiped it off and brought you water, so…then you woke up.” Ryu explained, handing Hayato the glass.

“サンキュ。じゃ、you thought I’d collapse or something, and you panicked, でしょ？” Hayato asked, drinking down all the glass’s content at once. “I wouldn’t. Not today.　ライブある、でしょ？じゃ、今日、I won’t. I’ll be strong, for our song, okay?”

“約束?” Ryu’s worried eyes were still stuck on him; his fingers that were tightly holding the glass were worrying him. “Hayato-“

But before he could continue and say even a word, Hayato broke the glass in his fist.

“いっ…いたあい…何これ？” the older one was shocked; the one moment he was looking a the adorned glass with eyes full of fury and the next he had broke it; how much force had he put into holding it anyway? Of course he was cut, even though the pieces all fell on the futon, the blood-covered ones stained the white fabric and not only; the several cuts opened in Hayato’s hand were all bleeding. Even though not that much, when each trailing of the blood drops joined the rest it was enough to drip down Hayato’s hand and fall. “What the hell?” he murmured totally lost.

“あっ…バカ、気おつけて…” Ryu said and, grabbing the tissue pack from where he had left it, he jumped closer to the older one and wiped the blood, trying to stop it.

“お早う、bunnies!!” Take suddenly appeared at the door, holding a bunny-shaped onigiri in each hand. “えええっ！blood…何で？何で地がでってる？ What did you do, guys?” he asked, panicking.

“Don’t fret, Take, we’re alright. Hayato just…broke a glass.”

“With just holding on it?” Take’s eyes were opened wide.

“Well…Kind of. Just…go bring us some antiseptic and gauze, will you? Do you have any?” Hayato said, still looking a little lost. When Take nodded and disappeared, he turned to Ryu. “How did I do this?”

“How am I supposed to know? But you…were really holding on too tight…were you…Were you angry at something?” the redhead asked, daring himself, even, into hearing the reply.

“…I...it….Having Ryu take care of me like that…I hate it. I hate when you see it…I…don’t want Ryu to have to take care of me! Not like this…” Hayato murmured, as Ryu was inspecting the wounds to see if there was any glass left in.

“Hayato, listen to me. I hate it when you get like that. Look, the fact that you’re an epileptic is scaring me out of my wits, okay? I’ll admit that. But, the fact that I love you is not going to change. Okay? I don’t mind taking care of you. Even if you had an incurable disease and were not to be able to move on your own, even, I’d still love you. Ne?” He knew. He knew how much and exactly how it hurt Hayato. He knew that his cold attitude, his rejection at the beginning of their relationship, Hayato’s time to wait for him to admit his feelings were all piling up inside him and he was sure Hayato was unsure and didn’t want to lose him.

“I brought it! Only…can Ryu do it? I’m not on that good terms with blood…” Take exclaimed, jumping in the room.

“Thanks, Take.” Ryu said and they cheerful friend nodded, then turned on his heels and got out.

“I’m going to help mum with breakfast, ね？You two just stay out of trouble, okay?” Take said and walked out tiptoeing.

“Once the boy was out, Ryu turned to Hayato.

“What?” the older one asked, looking at his lover’s concerned face as he was treating the wounds and bandaged his hand. “Don’t just shoot up these looks and hen-“

“Hayato, you’ve got to go back to your medication.”

“えっ？”

Ryu was looking at him; he seemed dead serious. Hayato couldn’t just assume that he could take his words lightly.

“I want you to properly follow your prescription.” The redhead said, and left the first-aid kit Take had brought in on the bed. “I had a really bad dream last night. I don’t want to prolong, but your father said he was told that in all cases of epilepsy, when the person just suddenly stops on their medication or just makes the dose way bigger, they always enter a condition called status epilepticus…And apart from collapsing, greater seizures and loss of consciousness for many hours occurs. I…don’t want this to sound cliché, but…Just do it. If not for you, if you don’t care, do it for me. I’m weak without you, and I need you so that I can be strong and act all tough. So please, just follow your mediation, so we can have a lot more fun together, for yet a long, long time. ね？”

After Ryu words were over, Hayato remained silent. He just looked around and didn’t really pay much attention to his hand or his surroundings anyway.

“これ…” he suddenly spoke. “…is Take’s room, right?” he asked, slowly dragging his finger onto the futon. “He let us sleep in his room…alone.”

“He…You know he can be considerate! So why are you surprised?” Ryu had the slight impression that Hayato was trying to change the subject and he tried to stay calm.

“Smart kid; he’s always watching us from the shadows…But Ryu, epileptics die have shorter lifespan than normal people, anyway…But I…really love you. I don’t want to waste my leftover time…So I’ll just follow it, even though I hate it.” Hayato said, embracing his knees. “So it’s okay even if I collapse, if I’m taking it, ね？竜は…いつもオレのそばで、ね？” he asked, eyes flying to the younger boy.

“隼人…やっと、分かった.” Ryu murmured with a smile, that Hayato copied.

“いつも…そばにいてくれ.”

“そばに入る.約束.”

“サンキュウ.”

They both smiled, and the next moment, the peaceful silence was broken by the noisy intrusion of Tsucchi and Kosuke, who were yelling a ridiculous song, something like “We’re finally having our first live, we’re finally having our first live” and dancing around, holding hands.

“Are you guys nuts or what?” Hayato asked, standing up o the calling of their names from Take.

“You were the ones that smiled like bakas with no reason…” Kosuke exclaimed. All five of them were headed towards the kitchen, where Take had helped his mom into making them an almost royal-like breakfast. They sat around the table and ate while listening to Keita’s mom praising them and wishing them good luck on their live on that evening. It felt good and they felt proud, for all the work they had done up to the time.

They spent the rest of the day at their practice hall. Hayato only once left and disappeared for a bout half an hour but then he came back holding to big plastic bags. The rest of the bunch stopped in the middle of practice and looked at him, and Ryu slapped his forehead. Had he done it again? When Tsucchi asked what it was in the bags, Hayato smiled and took out five costumes, looking like tuxedos, but in reality they weren’t. All five of them were adorned with shining little stones, and they were really stylish. Their pants had chains and straps on them, and Hayato carefully put them on their chairs. With a proud smile, he took out his drawing and looked at Ryu.

“So, now, what do you think? Are they good?” Each of the costumes had the name of the person who was to wear it imprinted in crimson red thread; at their backs there was the name the name that had taken Hayato weeks to think of for the band “kizuna”

“これて。。。何？” Kosuke asked, lifting up, as everyone, his own pair.

“I thought that for a Christmas live, since we’ll be more concentrated than the other times, we should wear something like this…It was just in my mind all the time, so I drew them, but it just…wasn’t enough. So I…asked from Yankumi to get your measurements, and gave the drawing to someone who could make the clothes…And here you have them.” He explained, and everyone nodded.

“That feels almost like Visual Kei….” Kosuke murmured as they ran their fingers through the fabric, over the all kinds of ornaments on them.

“たしかに。。。すごいよ。ぜったいにすごいよ。”

“そうだ。。。あっ！こっち見て！なに。。。「絆」？” Tsucchi asked, pointing at the band name on the back of his shirt.

“I think…” Ryu spoke, running his fingers over the name “…that this is the name ‘leader; chose for us…でしょ？” he asked, looking at Hayato.

“うん。そうです。We’ll wear those tonight. Isn’t it going to be just great?”

Indeed, that sentence was prolonging. After they got done with practice in the afternoon, they immediately ran off to the club they’d perform. What the rest four didn’t know though was that when Hayato was supposedly off only to get the finished suits from wherever they got produced, he also went home, got the presents he had bought them for Christmas and took them to the club they were to perform at. So now, while they were getting ready and waiting for their turn to come, Hayato got dressed faster than them and just suddenly presented the boxes he had put everything into with a happy smile.

“あのおおお。。。ちょっとこっち見てくだパイ” he said, standing with his hands on his hips.

“どうしたの,　隼ちゃん?” Take asked, all four of them turning at him.

“I know it’s still just a little early, since it’s the Eve, but I got you guys Xmas presents.” He said, and stepped to the side to reveal the small pile of the four boxes behind him.

“W…an! What the hell is all that?” Tsucchi exclaimed.

“Hayato, where did you get all those?” Ryu asked; eyes wide open.

“The stores.” He replied simply.

“And where the hell did you get the money to? Don’t tell me your allowance got a rise up that quickly!”

“No, but…I’m working, you guys know that!” he explained, taking the smallest packet from the top of the pile. “Let’s start. First off, Tsucchi.” He said and gave him his present. The tallest of the bunch took it and returned to his seat, the rest waiting. “Then it’s Take…kocchi.” He gave the box to the other boy with a big smile on his lips. “And Hyuuga…” while handing the present to Kosuke, Hayato caught a glimpse of Ryu who was trying to guess what the hell his present was, since the square box was so big. “And now guys I’ve got to apologize for Ryu’s present being so far bigger than yours…You guys have great easy likes, and in the beginning I didn’t know what to get him, but then I remembered one of the times I destroyed something he treasured, so…” pushing the box towards Ryu, he continued. “…you get this. Open them up, all together now.”

“What the hell…” Ryu murmured and kneeled on the floor to open his present. If it was so heavy that Hayato had to push it to give it to him…

“Whoa! That…Haya-chan, stupid! This is definitely of the most expensive fans I’ve seen in my life!”

“Uwaaa…Th…It’s so cool! I mean, it’s….fluffy, and warm, and white, andand….it’s the best scarf anyone has given me!”

“Wow…WOW! Hayato, you really shouldn’t have gotten me this…I’ve been asking my mom to get this shirt for me but she said it’s too expensive so I just forgot about it, but…Thank you!”

The three of them were uber happy, and were dancing around like crazy. Ryu slowly reached for his box, and tore the paper wrapped around it, opened the box, and was left speechless.

“Hayato, please tell me it’s not what I think it is…” he whispered, a look of total surprise in his eyes. “バカ, you didn’t have to go and get me a damn guitar!”

“But I destroyed your old one…And I couldn’t think of something better to give you.”

“隼ちゃんはバカ. We…certainly are grateful, but…Even if it’s just for Christmas, still, you shouldn’t have spent so much money….”

“But I wanted to do this, guys! For you all…Because you’re always by my side, even now that…Well, I got this damned thing.” He said, embracing his shoulders. “You should…um, know that already. I know that. I’m not going to be able to always head a normal life, so I want to try and make a living on the edge of the razorblade.”

The other four remained silent for a while. Take and Ryu were looking at eachother and then at Hayato; strangely enough, Hayato wasn’t gloomy. Rather that, he seemed happy that they were actually listening to him properly.

“You know what? I think we really…should TAPE the stuff we do when we’re backstage…Watching the stupidity of ours afterwards will be fun.” Tsucchi said, widely smiling to all of them.

“Kizuna guys get ready!” a voice echoed and they all stood up immediately. Grabbing their guitars, Hayato and Ryu got out on stage first. Soon, Take and Tsucchi followed, and last came Kosuke. They played a little separate piece for less than a minute, to check the instruments. After that, Hayato, and Ryu stood up front behind the sole microphone and adjusted it to their height; it seemed that the singer of the previous band was shorter than them. Hayato grabbed it from the top while Ryu put his hand right under his, and they both shouted at the audience.

“こんにちは！オレラは「キズナ」だ！We’re going to be with you for almost the rest of the night, so you’d better put yourselves into it! LET’S GET THIS FUCKING THING STARTED!” they screamed, the last sentence being entirely Hayato’s decision. Ryu jumped to the microphone set right next to Hayato, and they started. On the special event that night every band would perform for around three hours. Hayato’s band was the luckiest of all, they were set for 23:00 to 01:00am; that meant that they were going to ‘enter’ Christmas onstage and with squealing fans in the audience. Indeed their songs rocked; the first hour they mostly played pieces form their favorite bands and sang altogether only to the parts they knew; even though only Hayato was the one who knew all the lyrics to all the songs from whichever band they chose, it was a weird but great mix to listen to stop right in the middle of a sentence and just keep on with the instruments.

A few minutes before midnight, when the song they sang at that time ended, Ryu walked up to Hayato and the older boy took lead; they would take a break to talk to their audience and present their new song, Hayato’s ballad, right after midnight.

“え～と。。。みんなさん、今日をありがとうございました。。。今晩は。。。いつもオレの心の中で。ほうんとうに。” Hayato said, holding the microphone close to his mouth; as he was panting after having been screaming into the previous song, his voice was coming out with difficulty, and he was all emotional too.

“Everyone in here knows just how much fans are important…So…Thank you for supporting us AND HAVE A NICE CHRISTMAS!” Ryu took the lead and yelled into the mic, right at the moment the clock stroke midnight. Hayato gave him a kiss on the cheek and he jerked surprised and blushing; the girls in their audience went crazy and started screaming, begging them to kiss. Not like they knew about them being together, just driven by the plain forces of fangirlism.

“えと…Now we’re going to sing our new song. It’s a Christmas ballad, written, composed and set by Hayato. Ladies and germs, please listen to HayaRyu’s singing of ‘White Xmas’ クダパイ！” Take yelled into his microphone, and Tsucchi started on the keyboard, tuning it into the piano mode. Soon, Kosuke followed and Take concentrated into playing silently, just helping the other two with the bass. As for Hayato and Ryu, they stood up front and held the microphone together, their hands onto eachother. They took a deep breath and started.

The street glittered with silver

As rain became snow

I saw the dream-colored future

On that day of Christmas

The lyrics that Hayato had put into the melody just totally fit with the atmosphere…It was as if he had planned it, but Ryu still knew he did not.

I smiled at you on that sacred night

The tears overflowed

Even though I will love you forever, why?

That reminded Ryu….He still hadn’t told Hayato his decent ‘I love you’. He shot a glance at the older boy and saw that his lips were trembling.

Now the snow dances as it falls

And at this sky far beyond here

Someone new is waiting

Holding on to a feeling that will never fade.

He was sure his voice would break any time now. He felt a cold shiver and Hayato slowly moving next to him; his hand, his frozen fingers were searching for his own, slim ones, shaking his sleeve slowly like a little kid would. Their hands united and their fingers locked onto eachother’s as they went on.

We smiled at eachother; in those days

We weren’t afraid of anything.

Either it was just his mind tricking him, or Hayato was suddenly holding tighter on the grip on his hand….

But I hurt your kindness

On that day of Christmas

No, it was just his mind. It couldn’t be happening like that, Ryu reassured himself. He tried to suppress his sudden urge to cough and kept singing.

I searched for dream and hope

And fond nothing but loss

The sky I look up to is too high;

I cannot hold onto it even if I reach it

He was seriously obsessive. Either it was the feeling he kept having in his heart, or Hayato had really tried his all with the song, Ryu thought. In the last sentence, somehow in his mind, it made sense for Ryu that Hayato was probably indirectly referring to his epilepsy and the restrictions in his life because of it.

Now the snow dances as it falls

The unhesitating feeling of those days

Continues on to a new tomorrow

A story that will never return

And here he was trying to pass on to the optimistic side. They had finally reached the bridge, and Ryu could really now understand that Hayato’s grip on his hand had indeed tightened.

Even though I will wonder as I start walking

Will the snowflakes that melted in my hand

Come back one day and

Reassure my heart?

He could feel the tension just from holding on to Hayato’s hand; the older boy was shaking. Totally and completely worrying, he turned his head to look at Hayato and saw that he was crying, tears streaming down his face, leaving their trails form his eyes to whatever part of his face they ended up at. He was holding his sobs in, and that was probably the cause for the uncontrollable shaking. Ryu was sure he wouldn’t really take it until the last note was played; the outro of the song was pretty long as it seemed. He squeezed his hand and embrace his head with both his arms, patting his back, holding him close to his chest and messing his hair. He was inwardly smiling; nothing could prove itself sweeter than Hayato when he was seriously moved, on the verge of tears like now.

He felt the urge to comfort him, somehow, but then suddenly a really sharp dizziness hit him, his world turned black and he fell forward, without even realizing that he was dragging Hayato with him and not even thinking of putting his hands up front to protect himself. He fell off the stage, in the middle of the hyped up and scared fangirls, and hit his head.

He had lost consciousness long before hitting the ground though.

And Hayato fell with him, trying to protect him from hitting at least. He hadn’t been quick enough to realize they were falling and could not prevent it. He turned and was the one who fell with his back to the floor, his head hitting somewhere on it and Ryu fell on him, face to the floor.

And Ryu’s fever had climbed back up, and high enough, at that.

GOSH, I FINISHED IT!

You have no idea how much I have worked up to this…I’ve been typing it from the end of November, and January is almost over! It’s huuuuuge. And it was difficult to decide if I’d put “White Xmas” in or the song I wrote for the school’s band’s Christmas live But I ended up on White Xmas, I’ll put that song in another chapter, probably.

Sssooo…I’ll probably be doing this for the first time, but I’ll put up the Japanese [because this time they’re really really not easy to understand for those who don’t know.] with their translation.

Lots of work to do…

“オレもうするよ…” – [ore mou suru yo] I should do this too

“兄ちゃん、どうしたの？何かあった？” – [niichan, doushita no? nani ka atta?] brother, what’s wrong? Did something happen?

“えっ？いいえ、まだまだ…何で？” – [eh? Iie, madamada…nande?] eh? No, not yet…why?

“えっ？むり！” – [eh? Muri!] eh? Not possible!

“それ、わかってる、僕は…” – [sore, wakatteru, boku wa…] this, I understand.

“えっ、マジ – [eh, maji] eh, really

“ハイ、ハイ – [hai, hai] yes, yes

トキドキ、お前はめんどながっき、でも、今… - [tokidoki, omae wa mendo na gakki, demo, ima…] sometimes you’re an annoying brat, but now…

“もう、兄ちゃん!” – [mou, niichan!] damn, (older) brother!

“でも、兄ちゃん、あんあにかんたんじゃない – [demo, niichan, anna ni kantan janai!] but, brother, it’s not that easy!

え～っ、さすが、お兄ちゃんから – [e~h, sasuga, oniichan kara] eh, to be expected, if it’s brother

隼兄 – [Haya-nii] Haya-brother

でも – [demo] but

ちょっと、兄ちゃん – [chotto, niichan] wait, brother

えっ？何？- [eh? Nani?] eh? What?

何て兄さん – [nante onisan] what a brother

おい、お前 – [oi, omae!] hey, you!

ですよね、矢吹? – [desu yo ne, Yabuki?] isn’t it so, Yabuki?

ただ、それだけ – [tada, sore dake] – just that.

“もう…やめてくだパイ…” - [mou, yamete kudapai (you know it’s kudasai, and Hayato makes it kudaPai, don’t you?)] just stop it already, pwease. (that’s where kudasai is please and kudapai is pwease)

“もう、隼ちゃん、- [mou, Haya-chan] does this really need translation?

“ハイ、ハイ、オレだよ。おきて! – [hai, hai, ore da yo. Okite!] yes, yes, it’s me. Wake up!

もう、兄ちゃん、早く- [mou, niichan, hayaku!] brother, hurry up!

兄ちゃん – niichan [I’m not translating this for the umpteenth time~]

“じゃね！” – [ja ne~] eh, this doesn’t need translation. Tschus~ [where’s my umlaut…]

“兄ちゃん、きおつけて！” – [oniichan, Kiotsukete!] big brother, take care!

“ハイ、ハイ、そしましょ！じゃね！” – [hai, hai, so shimasho. Ja ne!] yes, yes, I’ll do so. See you!]

“いいよ、いいよ、そのしつぎょはない.” - [ii yo, ii yo, sono shitsugyo wa nai.] I’m not if it’s hitsugyuo or shitsugyo, but anyway. It’s okay, It’s okay, there’s no need for this.

“ほら、こっちでこいよ.” – [hora, kocchi de koi yo] – come on, come here.

“…ありがとう. ” – [Arigatou] I REFUSE TO TRANSLATE THIS XD

“おそいよ、バカやろう！” – [osoi yo, bakayarou!] you’re late, idiot! [it’s idiotic bastard, but anyway.]

“何だと、てめ！” – [nanda to, teme!] what’s that, bastard!

“ダレ？ダレだった？” – [dare? Dare datta?] who? Who was it?

“オレだった！もんだい？” – [ore datta! Mondai?] it was me! Problem?

ちっ- 竜 – [ch…Ryu] eh, Ryu?

“かぜひきだけ. それだけで. – [kazehiku dake. Sore dake desu] there are some typos that I cannot correct now…I wrote ‘kazehiki’ and ‘de’ I caught a cold, just that.

“しかもう、しかもう、しかもう、女の子!” – [Shika mou, shika mou, shika mou, onna no ko!] and, and, and, what’s more, it’s a girl!

“すばらし…でも、あの“ナオ” のやつは？” - [subarashi…demo ano ‘Nao’ no yatsu wa?] – great. But, who is this ‘Nao’?

“あの時の銃学校の生徒…ミヤザキ.” - [anotoki no juugakkou no seito…miyazaki] – that junior high-schooler of that time…Miyazaki.

覚えてる?” - [oboeteru] – do you remember?

おきてよ – [okiteyo] wake up!

きにしないで。さ、れんしゅうしましょ、ね？” – [kinishinaide. Sa, renshuushimasho, ne?] don’t worry. So, let’s practise, should we?]

“やめて。かんぺきだ – [yamete. Kampeki da!] stop! It’s perfect!

ヤベ – [yabe] it’s from Yabai, which we all know means ‘that’s bad’

えっ？何言ってるの？何で？- [eh? Nani itteru no? nande?] eh? What are you saying? Why?

えっ？今？ちょっと、何あってる。。。隼人!” – [eh? Ima? Chotto, nani atteru…Hayato!] eh? Now? Wait, what are you doing…Hayato!

“これ手。。。何?” – [kore te… nani?] this…what is it ? [this ‘te’ is the kanji for ‘hand’ Still a typo. It should have been the hiragana ‘te’

“竜…” – [Ryu]

練ってる. 時まで、このままで抱いて – [wakatteru. Nemuru toki made, kono mama de daite] I understand. Until I sleep, hold me like this.

オレ話さないから – [ore Hanasanai kara] I won’t let go.

ずっとずっと、ね？- [zutto, zutto ne?] forever, okay?

“ハイ…ありがとう、隼人.” – [hai. Arigatou, Hayato] yes. Thank you Hayato.

“隼人…お…起きてください.　お願い.” – [Hayato…o…okite kudasai. Onegai] Hayato, w-wake up please! Please.]

“おはよう.” – [ohayou]

“サンキュ。じゃ、- [sankyu. Ja]

でしょ？[desho?]

ライブある、でしょ？じゃ、今日 – [raibu aru, desho? Ja, kyo] there’s the live, isn’t it? So, for today,

“約束?”

“いっ…いたあい…何これ？” – [i…itai…nani kore] it hurts…what’s this?

“あっ…バカ、気おつけて…” – [a…baka, Kiotsukete!] ah, idiot, be careful!

お早う、- [ohayou]

何で？何で地がでってる？ - [nande? Nande chi ga detteru?] why? Why is blood coming out?

“えええっ – [eeeeh]

えっ？[eh?]

これ [kore]

竜は…いつもオレのそばで、ね？- [Ryu wa…itsumo ore no soba de, ne?] Ryu…Is always going to be by my side, aren’t you?

“隼人…やっと、分かった.” – [Hayato…Yatto, wakatta.] Hayato…Finally, you understand.

“いつも…そばにいてくれ.” – [Itsumo…soba ni ite kure] please stay by my side forever

“そばに入る.約束.” – [soba ni iru. Yakusoku] I’ll be by your side. I promise.

“サンキュウ.”[sankyu]

“これて。。。何？” – [kore te…nani?] HAH, this is the right ‘te’

“たしかに。。。すごいよ。ぜったいにすごいよ。” – [tashi ka ni. Sugoi yo. Zettai ni sugoi yo] certainly. It’s amazing. Absolutely amazing.

“そうだ。。。あっ！こっち見て！なに。。。「絆」？” – [sou da…a! kocchi mite ! nani…] that’s right…ah, look here! What…

でしょ？ [desho?]

“うん。そうです [un. Sou desu] un, that’s right.

“あのおおお。。。ちょっとこっち見てくだパイ” [ anoooo…chotto kocchi mite kudapai] ermm…look here for a sec.

“どうしたの,　隼ちゃん?” – [doushita no Haya-chan?] what’s wrong, Haya-chan?

バカ- [baka]

“隼ちゃんはバカ – [haya-chan wa baka]

“こんにちは！オレラは「キズナ」だ！- [konnichiwa! Orera wa ‘kizuna’ da!] good afternoon [it should be konbanwa – good evening ] we are ‘kizuna’

“え～と。。。みんなさん、今日をありがとうございました。。。今晩は。。。いつもオレの心の中で。ほうんとうに。” – [e~to…minnasan, kyo wo Arigatou gozaimashita…konban wa…itsumo ore no kokoro no naka de…] em, everyone…thank you for today. Tonight is going in my heart forever [he meant to say it’s going to be in my heart forever]

“えと – [eto]

クダパイ！” [kudapai]

i hope no one flames me this time because I DID translate everything, okay?

Playlist: KAT-TUN -Rhodesia, KAT-TUN - Another Christmas, Hey!Say!JUMP - Dreams Come True, Hey!Say! 7 - BON BON, Takaki Yuya - Kumo no Ito, Takaki Yuya - Oretachi no Seishun, An Cafe - Kizuna, 30seconds to Mars - the Kill, Hey!Say!JUMP - Mayonaka no SHADOW BOY, KAT-TUN - 12 o'clock, My Chemical Romance - Demoliton Lovers, Hey!Say!JUMP - Your Seed, KAT-TUN - TABOO [QoP live], Ueda Tatsuya - Ai no Hana [instrumental], KAT-TUN - Le Ciel [Kaizokuban live], L'arc en Ciel - Drink it Down, NEWS & KAT-TUN - Nani wa Iroha Bushi, KAT-TUN - Affection, NEWS - Koi Yake, NEWS - Kimi Omou Yoru, KAT-TUN - Hell, no! [QoP live], Ueda Tatsuya - Love In Snow, KAT-TUN - Will be Alright, Ueda Tatsuya - Ai no Hana, Taguchi Junnosuke - Natsu no Basho, Tagushi Junnosuke - Seishin, KAT-TUN - White Xmas.