Fangirl Invasion 2 – Chapter 1

Story Title: Fangirl Invasion 2
Author: tashiichaan
Type: Short Story
Genre: Crack fangirl humour, ENCORE XD
Length: Estimated 5 chapters
Chapter length: 1,651 words
Banner designed by: tashiichaan
Summary: The new year’s approaching, and Arashi is given a few days off to prepare themselves for the upcoming Johnny’s Countdown. However, as far as they’re concerned, their relaxing days are about to be interrupted by the return of three very, very familiar girls.
Comments: The sequel to Fangirl Invasion 1, written on demanding requests by two readers – LadyXS and Pyrefly xD Since FI1 seems so well loved, I’ve decided to be more generous by writing a more-lengthy story for your fangirl crack pleasure! The timeline for this story is around New Year ‘08 (:
Side note: New character! Also, Pyrefly you’re gonna be disappointed with this chapter… but there’s a teaser on the next chapter which (I hope) would have you flailing :3 Enjoy!

To understand the conversations better:
English words that are italicised - are spoken in English
Japanese words that are italicised - are Japanese words spoken in Japanese (durrr lool xD)
Normal English words – are spoken in Japanese

Dictionary Corner:
Hajimemashite – Nice to meet you (usually spoken during first meetings)
Omae wa – You
Watashi wa – Me
Gaijin – foreigner
Eikaiwa gakko – An English-conversation school in Japan, where they speak and are taught in English
Genki desu ka? – How’re you/How’ve you been
oniisan – a polite title for an older brother
Ii yo – It’s alright

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Fangirl Invasion 2
Chapter One

Seated at a quiet corner of a café, dressed in a dark waistcoat with a beanie over his ruffled hair and wearing dark-rimmed spectacles, Matsumoto Jun flipped a page of his fashion magazine idly. He shook his foot impatiently as he constantly glanced at the entrance.

“Damnit, where’s that horse face?!” he muttered.

Imagine his excitement when Arashi’s manager called him up this morning to tell him Arashi had been given a few days of break before they would prep up for the New Year concert. In all honesty he was ready to go back to bed and hibernate, when Shun called him up to meet him at their usual hangout place.

And so he thought it would be another relaxing day of brunch and probably a movie with his best friend. However, said friend was almost an hour late.

Jun fished out his sleek mobile phone and was about to ring Shun up and blast him with a long, creative string of swear words, when a tall figure stepped into the brightly-lit interior of the café and made a beeline for Jun’s table.

“About freaking time!” Jun remarked sarcastically. He threw a dirty look at Shun, but stopped short when he noticed Shun wasn’t alone.

A European girl, pale in comparison to the Asians around her, stepped up from Shun’s shadow and waved at Jun vigorously. “O-hisashiburi, Jun-kun!”

“O-o-o-o-omae wa!” Jun squeaked, shocked and pointing at her. He hadn’t seen that face in months, and to be caught completely surprised by her appearance…

“Hai, watashi wa desu!” Reiji giggled, and exchanged mirthful looks with an unfamiliar Japanese girl behind her.

Shun raised his eyebrows at the exchange between the duo. “Eh, Matsumoto, you’ve met Reiji here before?” he asked.

Jun completely ignored Shun’s question and unexpectedly grabbed a hold of Shun’s crisp leather jacket, dragging him a good distance away from the girls and whispered fiercely to his puzzled friend, “Shun, you didn’t mention anything about bringing your girlfriends!”

“They’re not my girlfriends,” Shun replied in a serene yet amused tone, “That’s Sakura, my cousin who’s from Okinawa, and her Spanish friend who came to visit her for the New Year.”

Jun slapped his own face and ran it down his smooth face in exasperation. “If I knew you were bringing girls – wait no, fangirls – I wouldn’t have agreed to -”

“Matsumoto-san, I hope you’re not freaking out…”

“I’m not!” the shorter man refuted.

Shun smiled mysteriously. “Good,” he nodded, and turned back to the girls. “Sakura-chan, Reiji-san, this is my good friend Matsumoto Jun. We’ve known each other for quite a while now.”

Not sparing a glare at Shun, he bowed awkwardly at the girls in his introduction. In return the Japanese girl bowed nervously at him and stammered, “Hajimemashite, Matsumoto-san.”

“Don’t be so shy, Sakura-chan, just attack him or you’ll never get another chance!” Reiji advised her friend with a sly grin.

“That’s ridiculous, you only get away with that because you’re a gaijin,” Sakura retorted, her cheeks reddening at Reiji’s suggestion.

Matsumoto seemed surprise by Sakura’s fluency in English, to which he decided to inquire Shun who was casually taking a seat and waving around for a waiter’s attention. “Shun, is your cousin actually Japanese?”

“She’s studying at an eikaiwa gakko,” Shun answered, “Why? You’re not interested, are you?”

“Stop jumping to conclusions, you horse face,” Jun sneered.

Reiji voluntarily took a seat right beside Jun, and Sakura on her other side. Reiji continued to smile at him and asked as politely as she could, “Genki desu ka?”

“Not at all now that you’ve brought your fangirl craziness back to Tokyo,” Jun grumbled under his breath, not even bothered to return Reiji’s broad, smitten smile.

Sakura giggled at Jun’s words, and Shun just ignored his friend’s coldness as he scanned the menu. Reiji, amused by Jun’s complete reluctance to acknowledge her, turned to Sakura and asked with faint curiosity, “Ne, what did Jun-kun say?”

Jun’s eyes widened in horror when he realised there was a bilingual person among them. When the dots were connected, it meant that his cruel Japanese comments could be translated easily into a Reiji-savvy language, and to face a fangirl’s wrath, he wouldn’t be able to walk out of this café in one piece. He stared hard at Sakura and quickly persuaded her, “Don’t tell her anything! She’ll kill me!”

Sakura’s jaw dropped at Jun’s plea. A famous idol afraid of his fangirl? She stifled a laughter stuck in her throat as she said to Reiji, “Reiji-chan, Matsumoto-san says not to say anything. Why is he scared of you, anyways?”

“He doesn’t like to accept the fact I’m prettier than him,” Reiji replied with a playful smirk.

Sakura rolled her eyes at her friend. Reiji turned her eyes back to an apprehensive Jun and went on to ramble in English to him, even inserting a few Spanish words randomly, to which Jun just looked on in confusion. He focused too much on catching the flurry of words coming out of Reiji’s mouth that he didn’t notice Reiji had snaked her arm around his.

“Shun-oniisan,” Sakura started, turning to her nonchalant cousin, “do you think it’s a good idea for us to come along? I don’t think Matsumoto-san is happy about it…”

A waitress came with a nervous smile and shaky hands, and settled a latte in front of Shun, to which he returned a charming smile to the waitress. He lightly sipped the sweetened drink and gave a serene smile to Sakura. “Ii yo, Sakura-chan. I’m sure Matsumoto likes your company. He seems to be warming up with your friend,” he pointed out, gesturing at Jun’s efforts to push Reiji away.

Sakura stared at Shun with a weird, calculating look. She was about to ask him another question when Shun spoke up, “So, what’re you going to order? Lunch’s on me, by the way, so don’t worry about going all out. Reiji-chan, how about you?”

Reiji stopped trying to wriggle her arms around Jun at the mention of her name. By now Jun had ditched his failed attempts to save himself from Reiji, surrendering himself to whatever Reiji wanted (as long as she didn’t try to touch any further than the barrier in the form of his left arm).

“Eh…” Without releasing Jun’s arm, she scanned the breakfast section in the menu. She bit her lip lightly in fickleness, and turned her twinkling, innocent eyes to Jun. “Jun-kun… choose?”

Jun narrowed his eyes at her. He bent his head down to read through the menu, and then quickly looked away in annoyance. “Croissant sandwich. It’s pretty good. Now stop calling me Jun-kun!”

Without losing her grin, Reiji silently requested Sakura for a translation, who obliged in hopes she’d leave her alone. Upon hearing Jun’s translated words, she pouted at him and complained, “I like calling you Jun-kun.”

Jun snorted and pushed his dark-rimmed glasses higher up the bridge of his nose and picked up his discarded fashion magazine. “Whatever. Is she always like that?” he asked Sakura.

Sakura shrugged her shoulders apologetically, feeling her heart beat faster and her face burn at Jun’s attention on her. “She can get over the top sometimes. She really adores you, Matsumoto-san. I’m a fan too…” her voice drifted off to nothing louder than a soft mumble, which thankfully Jun didn’t catch. Instead he was busy trying to push Reiji away for the umpteenth time, who was fascinated by the magazine he was reading.

The food they ordered arrived, and as Sakura politely and shyly dug into her spaghetti, Reiji hungrily attacked her croissant sandwich, which in between mouth chews she blurted, “I’m eating a food recommended by Jun-kun!”

Raising his eyebrows high into his forehead questioningly, his cast his eyes on Sakura for a helpful translation, making sure Reiji didn’t notice (of course, she was too happily eating her sandwich in the light of the knowledge Jun ordered for her royal highness).

“…She said the food’s really delicious,” Sakura said with a sheepish smile.

Shun slurped the last of his latte, and said happily to Jun while thumping him painfully on the back, “I hope you don’t have any other plans for the afternoon, Jun-kun.”

Jun glared at his tall friend at the mention of his pet name. He drank his coffee with an air of grumpiness as he grunted back, “No, why?”

Shun avidly dug his hand into his trouser pocket, extracting out four movie tickets and waved it in front of Jun’s nose. “Let’s just say we’re going to be spending lots of time together today.”

Jun’s jaw slackened at the thought of watching a movie with Reiji and Sakura. He hadn’t even considered the possibility of being seen in public with girls, let alone the conclusions people would jump to, like… like… a double date.

I hope Shun didn’t pick a really emotional movie… Jun pleaded inwardly. Fearfully he studied the name of the movie printed on the tickets:

Atonement.

Bloody hell.

Immediately he got really scared of the sudden outburst of Reiji’s squeals. The worst thing that could happen to him was having a fangirl – okay, accurately, it was Reiji – catch him crying pathetically during an emotional movie, and Shun just had totally ruined the enlightening impossibility of that happening.

Sakura watched the rapid change in Jun’s expressions, Reiji’s happiness exaggerated by her practically bouncing on the chair, and the mischievous wink she caught from her cousin. She shook her head at the antics Shun was going at, and the hilarious interaction between Jun and Reiji. For a while she felt jealous of her friend. In that instant she decided fiercely that Reiji and she were going to have to fight for a seat beside Jun in the movie theatre.

“I wonder how Tashii and Pairu are doing in Chiba…” she murmured wistfully, and grinned to herself at that thought.

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Chapter 2 shall be posted when… I’m done writing. xD