Kame is standing in front of a door distinctly marked "studio C", waffling and fidgeting, raising his hand every so often to try to knock, but he's been repeating the same motions for the past fifteen minutes already. If only the stupid battle waging between his head and heart would just shut up.
He knows what the scene's going to look like if (when) he opens the door and walks in; Junno rattling off ideas at the speed of light, Koki trying to calm him down to talk about each idea one by one, Nakamaru giving his input when he notices something no one else will. Junno hems and haws about the different points of view, the different perspectives the other two bring up, maneuvers and tweaks them so they all fit together in one cohesive Taguchi-minded package. All in all, it''ll be productive, it'll be full of tangents and random discourse about the thumping of bass, but it's exciting. Kame has never seen Junno this excited about a solo before, even if it's not even really a solo anymore.
No, it's a Nakamaru/Taguchi/Tanaka thing.
He's not jealous -- this is what his mind tells him, because this, this has been going on forever within KAT-TUN, with all their various duets throughout the years. This is just another chance for them to utilize each other's strengths to churn out something good, something they can all take pride in, even if they're not directly involved at all.
His heart, however...
It's dumb. It's so fucking dumb, and Kame knows it is, but he's -- there's just something that twinges when he thinks about Junno bouncing into the dressing room three weeks ago and asking Koki and Maru to work on a song with him. Just them two. He thinks about Junno talking to the two of them -- just the two of them -- and then once they agree (and look pretty darn excited about it), Kame remembers how Junno flounces off in a flurry of lanky limbs and rich chestnut hair to get ready for filming. He doesn't even say anything (at first) about the song to him (or Ueda).
Kame frowns, knocks on the door, pulls his sleeve down to his fingers.
There's a scuffling sound from the other side, a rolling of a chair, and a few seconds later, the door opens and Kame hopes it's Koki so at least he doesn't have to tilt his head up to talk to him. He's not sure he can handle feeling smaller than he already does.
Of course, it's not Koki, but it's Maru, so Kame takes what he can get.
Junno is sitting in a chair in front of the big sound board, legs crossed, notepad in lap, looking all official even in a tattered hoodie and jeans all scuffed at the hem. His look of surprise just reminds Kame that he shouldn't even be there in the first place, shouldn't have knocked on the door.
But he stays anyway, offering a lame excuse when Koki asks why he showed up. Junno just smiles at him, that infuriatingly blinding smile, and rolls Maru's chair closer next to him and pats it. Kame sits; Maru whines about getting his chair stolen, then sits on the couch next to Koki, and they go back to business.
The song is...drastically different than what Junno's been doing up to now. Actually, if Kame could be honest with himself, it's something he wouldn't have pegged Junno to be able to do at all. But there it is -- "GIRLS", in all its tricked out, straight-to-dance-floors glory, making the blood in his veins flow faster, his heart thump harder. The rap parts are a little messy, the harmonies still need to be laid down, but even in its rawest form, Kame knows it's going to be good. Really good.
the ending devolved so i'm a bit, "wat" over it but w/e.
He knows what the scene's going to look like if (when) he opens the door and walks in; Junno rattling off ideas at the speed of light, Koki trying to calm him down to talk about each idea one by one, Nakamaru giving his input when he notices something no one else will. Junno hems and haws about the different points of view, the different perspectives the other two bring up, maneuvers and tweaks them so they all fit together in one cohesive Taguchi-minded package. All in all, it''ll be productive, it'll be full of tangents and random discourse about the thumping of bass, but it's exciting. Kame has never seen Junno this excited about a solo before, even if it's not even really a solo anymore.
No, it's a Nakamaru/Taguchi/Tanaka thing.
He's not jealous -- this is what his mind tells him, because this, this has been going on forever within KAT-TUN, with all their various duets throughout the years. This is just another chance for them to utilize each other's strengths to churn out something good, something they can all take pride in, even if they're not directly involved at all.
His heart, however...
It's dumb. It's so fucking dumb, and Kame knows it is, but he's -- there's just something that twinges when he thinks about Junno bouncing into the dressing room three weeks ago and asking Koki and Maru to work on a song with him. Just them two. He thinks about Junno talking to the two of them -- just the two of them -- and then once they agree (and look pretty darn excited about it), Kame remembers how Junno flounces off in a flurry of lanky limbs and rich chestnut hair to get ready for filming. He doesn't even say anything (at first) about the song to him (or Ueda).
Kame frowns, knocks on the door, pulls his sleeve down to his fingers.
There's a scuffling sound from the other side, a rolling of a chair, and a few seconds later, the door opens and Kame hopes it's Koki so at least he doesn't have to tilt his head up to talk to him. He's not sure he can handle feeling smaller than he already does.
Of course, it's not Koki, but it's Maru, so Kame takes what he can get.
Junno is sitting in a chair in front of the big sound board, legs crossed, notepad in lap, looking all official even in a tattered hoodie and jeans all scuffed at the hem. His look of surprise just reminds Kame that he shouldn't even be there in the first place, shouldn't have knocked on the door.
But he stays anyway, offering a lame excuse when Koki asks why he showed up. Junno just smiles at him, that infuriatingly blinding smile, and rolls Maru's chair closer next to him and pats it. Kame sits; Maru whines about getting his chair stolen, then sits on the couch next to Koki, and they go back to business.
The song is...drastically different than what Junno's been doing up to now. Actually, if Kame could be honest with himself, it's something he wouldn't have pegged Junno to be able to do at all. But there it is -- "GIRLS", in all its tricked out, straight-to-dance-floors glory, making the blood in his veins flow faster, his heart thump harder. The rap parts are a little messy, the harmonies still need to be laid down, but even in its rawest form, Kame knows it's going to be good. Really good.
He also gets why he (and Ueda) wasn't involved.
Suddenly, he feels a lot better about everything.