I’m One of the muses, A common wood nymph roaming around Parnassus, Happy with my little sweet pea. With her delicate, fragrant flowers Carried on long, slim stalks, She captivated me. I ran to her flaming with desire. I am flaming. Burning Blazing with desire. Too hot for my sweet pea. Because she’s so delicate, So delicate for me. As I touch her, she transformed into ashes. I burnt her. And out of a haze, you were formed. Like smoke given out by fire. A fireweed that sprang up in the burnt over area. A replacement, I thought. You quenched my thirst. Suffuse my hunger. My desire. I came to you for a crown And you gave me a kingdom. You made me eat on a golden plate And drink from your cup of diamonds. But like a common pitcher plant, Cut your base open And there you’ll find my body’s remains trapped inside. A pitfall in the middle of the forest. I will name you Venus? The goddess with a seducing brilliant red trap. Open to all beings that needs nurturing. Show your bosom and all will crave for your milk. From a butterfly, you turned me to an ant. When I brushed only slightly against your skin, You closed within an instant. Rigid spines on the margins of you blades interlock tightly. As soon as I was trapped, You digested me. Used me as a nutrient material. I know this is about to last for only a week. By the time your leaf reopens, You’ll be reedy for other sufferers. Trapped inside, I accepted my fate. Then there she came one spring day. My little delicate sweet pea. Now a spring beauty in full bloom. A low perennial herb. With narrow, succulent leaves And loose cluster of white and pink flowers. But your leaf has closed. I cannot escape.

Christmas In The Air: Johnny’s Special  

12/27/2007

A drabble about how the JE pairings celebrated their Christmas.




Late Christmas Celebration

He’s late. The filming of their special Christmas Eve show in one of the well known TV station lasted longer than the expected time. Its past 12 already and Christmas day had come. He tried calling the other person… to say sorry for not making it in time. He can’t get a connection. Maybe there were many people greeting each other, that’s why the lines were busy. He closed his keitai and ran to the nearest Shinkansen station only to be annoyed when he just missed the last train by mere seconds. What a way to start his Christmas day. He had no choice but to take the highway bus instead.

He was glad that there are fewer passengers than usual. He sat in the end of the bus and looked outside the window. It doesn’t matter what time he will arrive there. As long as he could spend his Christmas with him.

It took him four hours to reach Osaka. He quickly got a cab and gave directions to ‘his’ house. He checked his pocket and smiled. The gift’s still there. A couple of minutes more and he reached his final destination. The house looked deserted. He paid the driver and went to the door. He was about to knock when an idea popped into his mind.

He was glad he’s wearing a red shirt. He started climbing the tree near the door. The branch led out to near a window. He peeped inside, squinted his eyes, and saw the silhouette of a sleeping body in the bed. He yanked the window open and silently sneaked inside. As he tried to make his way towards the bed, he accidentally hit his leg on the edge of the bed and fell on the floor.

The other person woke up because of the noise and immediately opened his lamp beside him. He was somewhat scared to see a stranger wearing a red shirt inside his room. He got his pillow and jumped on the stranger. He hit him many times with the pillow not because of fear that the stranger was a burglar or that he will kill him. No… He attacked him as a sort of punishment… a punishment for making him wait.

“Uchi! It’s me!!! Stop it”!

“I know it’s you! This is my punishment… You’re late, Ryo!”

“I know… I’m sorry…. But still, here’s your gift…Merry Christmas!”







Guest on Christmas Eve

They were happy. They were always happy but today is a special day because it’s Christmas. They can’t go back to Osaka to celebrate with their own family because they have a taping the next morning. The drummer of Kanjani 8, decided to spend his Christmas not on his own apartment but with his “loved one”.

The short, blonde-haired guitarist of their group cooked some food earlier. He was expecting his guest to arrive any minute now. He was happy that he will get to spend this Christmas with someone special in his heart without bothering about what the other people might think. Hiding this kind of relationship to the public was really hard to do especially if the both of you are a member of an idol group. The only consolation he’s getting was that if they accidentally looked at each other in a special way or if they hugged each other in shows, their group members will do the same with each other. The public will then think that it’s only a fan service thing; a part of the show. But for the two of them, what they feel was definitely not, a fan service thing. It’s love.

At last his guest arrived earlier than usual. The moment they closed the door, they shared a warm hug with a kiss. The drummer gave his present, the guitarist ran to the Christmas tree to pick his special gift. It’s still too early to open their gifts. They just sat to the sofa, and enjoyed each other’s company.

An hour passed and a knock can be heard coming from the door. The owner of the house stood up to open it. He was going to turn the knob when a hand stopped him.

“Let’s open it together.” He smiled. They both turned the knob and opened the door. The smile disappeared from the drummer’s face. The guitarist looked confused. The warm atmosphere changed, a tense feeling can be felt with the arrival of the uninvited guest.

“Am I disturbing something?” The guest asked, sadness can be seen in his eyes.

“No you’re not.” The drummer answered, somewhat irritated. This was the person who almost took his loved one away from him. He always makes advances during show tapings or concerts though he knew that they were together.

“Ah… I just wanted to greet you a merry Christmas! Have fun! I’m going now.” The guest bowed and walked away slowly. The drummer and the guitarist looked at each other. The drummer smiled and nodded, as if getting the message from the eyes of his loved one.

“Subaru!” Yassan shouted. The walking figure turned back.

“Why don’t you spend Christmas with us?” Ohkura asked. Its Christmas season anyways, a time to forgive and forget what others had done in the past.




Christmas in Bed

Christmas time was a time where people were gathering at one place, having fun, giving gifts and eating a nice Christmas meal. But some people tend to just sleep in their bed in this joyful occasion. The only common denominator is that… they were spending Christmas with their loved one.

He caressed his lover’s cheek as he lay there beside him, sleeping. They’ve been together for a long time now, but this is the first time they celebrated their Christmas Eve like this; lots of brandy, some kisses and a passionate activity in bed. Truly, Christmas season brings some magical things. Jin hugged the other person and tried to get some rest.

“Merry Christmas, Kame…”




A Christmas Concert

I’m sure he will love my performance….

The person repeatedly said over and over in his mind, like a form of mantra, as he waits for his ‘special friend’ to come. He didn’t need to wait longer for the door suddenly opened and he saw the silhouette searching for the lights.

This is it…..



He’s exhausted but it’s worth it. He waited for his Christmas concert for many months now. He reserved a ticket in the front row. He had fun. But something was still missing. His Christmas Eve will not be complete without him. As he turned the switch on, he saw the back of a blonde man. He caught a glimpse of a bouquet of roses that the man was holding. The man suddenly turned towards him and pressed a remote. The component started playing a sweet, familiar sound. He smiled as the other tried to sing it as best as he can.

“The evening lights, coloring the night’s busy avenues down the street brings back memories of you……

Say you’ll smile for me… Even although you’ve cried for me, remember me and love me again…”


That’s the greatest gift that he had received that day; the special person of his life trying his best to imitate his j-rock idol even though he doesn’t like him. Though it really looks funny and most of the lyrics were messed up, it’s the thought that count.

“Merry Christmas Dada!!”

“Thank you, Junno.”



Christmas Meal

The room was a complete mess. Icings were on the wall, the soda’s dripping from the table, and the spaghetti sauce was all over the carpet. The two culprits were sitting on the sofa, looking at the result of what they have done earlier. After finishing their little ‘food battle’, they decided to rest. Its Christmas after all; a time where people tend to become happy and tries to forget their problems temporarily. They need to forget that they were in a strange land, and cannot spend this special day with their families. At least, they have each other.

“So… our meal’s already ruined… What are we going to eat now?”

“Miso soup… I guess…”

The two sang their single emotionally. They know now how it feels to be away from your family and home on such an occasion. As the clock in the hotel room showed that its midnight, they hugged each other while saying a warm “Merry Christmas”. They will worry about the mess they made tomorrow morning. For now, they will enjoy their Christmas Eve on this foreign land.









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