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katmillia and I are bored after working on Yuletide Madness posts, but we want to write. I'm not in the mood to work on my ~projects~ so I'm hitting anybody who wants to come chillax and write with us to do so. This one is JE-only, sorry toku peeps/musou peeps/mecha peeps. ♥!

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Taguchi Junnosuke was very sure that the night before, he had taken home his DS, which made the current lack of it in either the glove compartment of his car, the pockets of his jacket, or the entirety of his bag (currently upended on the table in the KAT-TUN dressing room) entirely baffling.

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It was mostly just rotten luck that allowed Nakamaru to walk in to find him on his hands and knees underneath several half-filled clothing racks near the far wall, searching around under fallen garments. Junno inhaled a particularly large dust bunny and was hacking it up when he heard the throat clearing behind him.

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But, before Nakamaru could say anything (shame, really, since already cleared his throat and all), there was a hand on his shoulder. Nakamaru paused and turned to find Ueda standing there, pursing his lips as he was wont to do lately. He had a pointed look on his face.

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Nakamaru flashed Ueda an uneasy smile, before clearing his throat again (nervousness, not curiosity, this time). "Ueda," he greeted, "good morning!" He motioned over his shoulder in a vaguely explanatory motion.

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Ueda craned his head to see around and in through the doorway. "Trouble?" he asked, though he didn't sound all that concerned about Maru's potential answer.

Edited Date: 2010-12-26 05:26 am (UTC)

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Junno, in the meanwhile, had played off the cough he heard earlier as the ruffling of costumes around him, and had progressed deeper into the rack of clothing. Stray sequins clung to his clothing, and he vaguely wondered if he would sparkle like a disco ball if he did a spin.

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Maru shrugged. "It's Junno," he pointed out, scratching the nape of his neck, "who knows. Something up?"

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Ueda frowned slightly and pulled out a piece of paper with official lettering stamped at the top. "Manager gave me this," he said. "Something about a collaboration. I haven't finished reading it."

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Nakamaru gave him a quizzical look and took the paper, scanning the words on it quickly. His eyes widened. "...you've got to be kidding me."

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Ueda pulled his lower lip between his teeth, worrying at it. "It looks official to me," he answered, shoulder brushing up against Maru's momentarily as his fingers brushed over the letterhead.

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"I'm not questioning how official it is!" Maru exclaimed. "I'm just saying that they have got to be kidding about the..." His voice dropped off as he scanned the paper again. "...unique, daring, and original costume designs by Takizawa Hideaki!"

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Ueda sighed in resignation, knowing full well that they could argue all they wanted, but in the end, Tackey was going to get his way. ...after all, Tackey always got his way.

Amidst the jackets and pants, Junno shivered.

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Nakamaru whimpered, handing the paper back. If he stopped looking at it maybe he could stop imagining the horror sure to come, right? He shuffled into the room, good morning cheer suddenly a bit lackluster, and dropped his bag on the table next to the coffee machine.

"Taguchi, what are you even doing?" he asked, finally, as a distraction.

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"I'm looking for my- ouch!" came the muffled reply from beneath the clothing racks as the other man sat upright and evidently whacked his head rather soundly on the bar above. "... uh, my DS."

Maru stared down at the discarded contents of what seemed to have been Junno's bag. "I'm not even going to ask why you think it would be under the costume racks."

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