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28 August 2012 @ 05:06 pm
Modern Day Pygmalion Pt.2/Finale  
Title: Modern Day Pygmalion Pt.2
Pairing: Junba
Summary: Jun receives a sex doll as a joke, it no longer become a joke when the doll comes to life.
Rating: R-NC-17
Disclaimer: Nothing is real in this fic. Just a load of fiction...

Jun woke up groggily; turning over to look at Aiba’s sleeping form next to him. He smiled and stroked his cheek, giving it a small kiss, before getting dressed and dashing to the bathroom. When he went downstairs, his sister gave him a warning look before he noticed his parents glaring at him.

“We’ve put up with it long enough,” his father said. “But then you had to go and pull yesterday’s stunt.”

“I’m sorry,” Jun whispered, confused.

“It’s already hard to deal with a son who out of nowhere says he’s gay,” his mother said in a soft voice.

“I’m not gay—”

“That’s not the point!” his father yelled. Jun bit his tongue and averted his gaze. “I know you usually stay until New Years, but I think it would be best if you left tonight.”

It felt like he got punched in the stomach when those words were said. Jun swallowed back the knot forming in his throat and nodded. Seconds later Aiba came in and greeted them all with a bright smile. The smile dropped when he noticed the look on everyone’s faces.

“What’s wrong?”

Jun’s parents simply walked out the room leaving the two of them alone in the kitchen. Aiba got ready to repeat his question until he heard the loud sniffle from his lover.

“I’m sorry.” After a few seconds of trying to collect himself, Jun wiped his eyes and turned to Aiba. “Let’s go back home.”


He couldn’t believe they reacted this strongly in opposition. He figured he would have a hard time dealing with them but he didn’t think it would come down to this. Yes he knows he shouldn’t have slept with the man in their home, but it did not warrant them to kick them out as if they are vile creatures.

Aiba stood off to the side, watching as Jun angrily packed his clothes in their suitcase before he brushed pass him to go shower up. Aiba held onto his chest, taking in deep breaths trying to understand what he was feeling.

“Jun!” he called out. “JUN!” he tried again when the tight feeling in his chest only grew stronger. Jun rushed into the room and noticed the panic in Aiba’s eyes.

“What happened? What’s wrong?”

“I-I don’t know. I can’t breathe. What’s going on?”

Jun sat him on the bed and pressed their foreheads together. “You’re having a mild panic attack. I’m going to need you to inhale and exhale slowly. Follow my steady pattern and breathe slowly,” he said in a calming tone.

Aiba tried to listen to the instructions the best he can, the tight pain loosening the more he tried to control his breathing. After five minutes had gone by, Aiba was breathing normally again, tears still running down his cheeks.

“I’m sorry I scared you,” he sniffled.

“It’s okay. I must’ve caused it somehow,” Jun murmured. He pressed a small kiss on his forehead before sitting down next to him.

“So you’re parents hate me.”

“They hate the idea of us, but not you.” Jun sighed. “Just us.”

Thirty minutes later, when both men were showered up and ready to go, Jun wrote a small goodbye note before taking Aiba’s hand in his.

“We never got to open our gifts,” Aiba pouted. Jun kissed his temple and opened the door for him.

“Well I don’t want it,” Jun said sadly. “But I’ll give you a special gift when we get home.”

“Oh, Christmas sex,” Aiba giggled.

They spent the rest of their Christmas screening calls and texts while watching television, ending their night with a brief moment of passion.
It was now January and Aiba was sitting in front of Jun’s laptop, trying to learn how to use it. Jun was sitting beside him, reading a magazine while listening to the slow tacking noise of Aiba typing on the computer.

“I think I’m getting the hang of this,” Aiba said with a smile. Jun peeked over and nodded.

“Keep practicing and then I will teach you more.”

“Yeah like that internet business…I wanna find porn.”

“Oi, don’t go giving me a virus now,” he chastised. Aiba giggled and kissed Jun’s cheek.

“No promises,” Aiba said in his accented English.
Everything was going smoothly with the two of them as the months rolled by. He’s introduced them to some friends, no one from work obviously.

However it was around April did Jun notice a difference in Aiba’s behavior. The man seemed to have less energy at times, the sparkle in his eyes looked dim. Jun figured it was because he was working too hard and barely had much time to spend with his lover. Aiba wasn’t qualified to work anywhere really and could only find so much entertainment being in the apartment all day that it doesn’t surprise him if Aiba feels a bit tired.

Because of this Jun tried his best to spend his weekends with Aiba the best way he knew how. Trips to the zoo, the movies, amusement parks, fairs, the works. He wanted Aiba to enjoy his time with him to the fullest.

Of course he also made sure Aiba knew he was loved. Let him know that he wanted him. It was a lazy Sunday morning and Jun was kissing Aiba’s jawline, fingers pinching at the man’s taut nipples.

“Jun,” Aiba moaned breathlessly. His name repeated like a mantra the more he caressed him. He whined and spread his legs, letting Jun rest between them. “Please…please,” he sighed.

Jun could feel his hard cock throbbing against his chest as he was tonguing Aiba’s bellybutton. He moved lower and tantalizingly pulled the sheet away from Aiba’s waist, revealing the reddened tip of Aiba’s cock.

He blew on it, watching it jump for joy and releasing a pebble of precum. Slowly he dragged his tongue across the head, smirking and long drawn out moan from Aiba.

“Please,” the man begged again.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Suck me off…fuck me…oh please,” Aiba could barely form the words as he relished in the pleasure from the gentle strokes from Jun’s hand.

Wasting no time, Jun opened his mouth and swallowed the man whole. Aiba’s back arched from the bed causing his hips to buck into his lover’s mouth. Jun grabbed his thin hips and held him down as he bobbed his head up and down in between his legs.

The soft noises soon grew louder as Aiba felt his orgasm approaching. Jun pulled away when he felt the jump of Aiba’s balls and kissed his way up to Aiba’s lips.

“I love you,” he whispered into the kiss.

“I love you too,” Aiba smiled. “Now fuck me until I can’t walk.”

Jun laughed but complied with the request. He was all for making Aiba eat his words.

Aiba lay sated and complete as Jun rubbed the wet, used, and twitching hole. “You’re so good,” he murmured into his arms.

“You don’t have anyone to compare me to,” Jun laughed.

“Don’t need to, I just know you’re the best.”

They shared a small laugh before Jun got up to grab a wash cloth to clean them both before settling in beside him, letting Aiba curl into him as they fell asleep.

August rolled around and Aiba’s problems increased. When he didn’t look sad, he looked ill. He didn’t know of this until he heard the man retching in the bathroom. He rushed in to see Aiba, trembling as he threw up some more, flushing the toilet when he was done.

“What did you eat?”

“I don’t—,” Aiba rasped. “I just don’t feel good. Maybe it’s that flu thing you had a few months back.”

“It’s rare to have summer colds, let alone the flu.” Jun sat on the edge of the tub and rubbed Aiba’s back soothingly. “Maybe I could make that soup you love so much,” he smiled in hopes of cheering him up, but it only cause Aiba to groan and gag into the toilet.

Before Aiba flushed, Jun looked down and noticed the vomit didn’t look like it was supposed to. It had a light pinkish tone to it, with a consistency similar to jelly.
Aiba was standing in the bathroom, wet and naked from his last shower. Jun had gone to the drug strore for the cold he seemed to be getting more often that desired. He was inspecting himself in the mirror, pinching and pulling at his skin. It was more taut than it used to be, almost plastic-like.

He ran his fingers through his hair a few times before he stopped and leaned closer. He flipped his hair to the left and stared at his scalp before gasping and moving away from the mirror.

“No, no, no, please no,” he whispered to himself. Again he moved towards the mirror and touched the hairs that were definitely synthetic. Quickly he combed his hair back to cover it once he heard Jun coming in.

“Hey,” Jun smiled giving him a kiss on the cheek. “How are you feeling?”

Aiba almost forgot to answer him. “I-I’m good. Feeling better.” Jun smiled and touched his cheek.

“Get dressed, you’ll get even sicker being out in the cold like that.” Aiba wanted to argue that it was still late August, but opted to stay quiet.

He wasn’t sure when he was gonna break it to him that he was turning back.
By October, Aiba was starting to fall over a lot. Jun would’ve been ready to blame it on the man’s clumsy nature, but he knew that wasn’t the case. Not when Aiba has been sick more recently. At times he has the force the man to eat, quite literally.

Aiba was walking towards the kitchen to dispose of their plates when his leg suddenly crapped out on him. Jun was kneeling next to him in point zero two seconds inspecting him.

“Are you okay?” He asked. Aiba only stared at his left leg, nodding slowly.

“Yeah…just fine. Sleepy leg I guess,” he lied. Jun gave him that ‘I know you’re lying to me’ look causing Aiba to avert his eyes.

“You sure?” Jun asked.

“Yeah, why?”

“You’ve got a piece of glass in your hand.”

Aiba looked down and sure enough, there was a large piece of glass sticking out the palm of his hand. Tears formed in his eyes before he looked at Jun.

“I can’t feel it,” he whispered. “I can’t feel the pain.”

Jun slowly pulled the piece out and held his breath as a clear, semi thick liquid came out.

“I’m sorry,” Aiba cried. “I knew I should’ve told you, but I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.”

“You…you’re changing back?”

Aiba nodded solemnly.

“That’s why you’re sick? Why you can’t eat? Why you’re becoming so quiet in bed?”

Again Aiba nodded.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t…it’s okay. Wait, no…it’s not, it’s not okay that my boyfriend it dying!”

“I’m not...I won’t be dead.”

“Just lifeless? Cause to me that means you’ll be dead,” Jun huffed before angrily collecting the shards of glass on the floor. Aiba remained where he was, wiping his eyes as he watched Jun disappear into the kitchen. When the man came back, he collected Aiba in his arms and brought him to the bedroom.

Silently, Jun inspected Aiba, making sure there weren’t any more pieces of glass on or in him. Once he was clear, he went to the bathroom and got the first aid kit.

“I don’t think I need it,” Aiba murmured.

“Well I don’t want silicon on my bed, so I will have to bandage it.”

Aiba desperately wanted to apologize, but he couldn’t. When he was done dressing his wounds Jun put the kit away and left the apartment.

Aiba slept alone for the first time in months.
It was hard on both of them.

Everyday Aiba woke up extra early to throw up, hoping that he doesn’t wake Jun, and everyday Jun laid in bed trying to hold back the tears when he hears Aiba retching.

One morning, Jun woke up with Aiba and walked him to the bathroom where he rubbed his back. Patches of the man’s skin had changed, mostly on his back and arms, which caused him to wear long sleeved shirts and sweaters around the house.

Jun would tell him that it was okay, but Aiba didn’t want to believe him, not when he knew what it meant.

Ten minutes later Aiba was plopped in front of the toilet, back straight, before flushing.



Come late October Aiba stopped eating. He said it was a waste when he couldn’t even taste it.

“But you still have organs; you still need to feed yourself.”

“I bleed silicon...I don’t think I have much organ functions.”

“I know you do cause I can still feel your heart beating when I hug you.”

Aiba looked away and rubbed his eyes. “I’m just not hungry,” he whispered.

“For me…please,” Jun pleaded. His eyes were watery, much like they’ve been for a long time.

“Okay,” Aiba nodded before picking up his chopsticks.

Later than night, Aiba laid in bed while Jun inspected him, much like he had done so many months ago. His hair was course, no longer that soft texture he had gotten so used to. His chest felt firmer, his heartbeat a bit slower than it used to be. Aiba’s dick still looked and worked the same, but it would only be a matter of time before it stopped working as well. Jun ran his fingers through the pubic hair, smiling when he caught the small jump of Aiba’s cock.

“Sorry, I know you don’t want to,” Aiba said as he quickly sat up. Jun pushed him back so he was flat against the bed again.

“Shut up,” he smiled. Jun turned the man so he was on his stomach and kissed the patches of uneven skin. Aiba trembled slightly, burying his face into the pillow. “I still love you, you know that?”

“I know,” came the muffled answer.

“And I don’t care what you look like right now. Because I still love you.”

“Please,” Aiba sighed. His hips rose as he tried to grind back into Jun.

Jun leaned forward and got the lube and condom from the drawer before promptly preparing the man. He continued to feather Aiba’s back with kisses while three fingers were prodding their way inside him. Jun let out a shaky breath as the walls around his fingers no longer felt human anymore. Not wanting to take this moment away from Aiba, he moved on like there wasn’t a difference. Jun positioned himself at Aiba’s entrance when the man held an arm out behind him to stop him.


“What happened?”

Aiba turned onto his back. “I want it like this, please.”

Not wanting to push the sore issue, Jun nodded and placed and gentle kiss on his lips just as he pushed into him. Aiba whimpered through the kiss, raising his hands to grip Jun’s biceps.

They moved rapidly and roughly against each other. Jun knew this would be one the few times he’d get to do this with him. It was only a matter of time when Aiba would no longer be able to hold him tight, cry out his name, or even release when Jun’s thrusts hit his prostate.

Aiba was turning back and all he could do was to comply to everything he begged for.

“I’m almost…fuck, please harder.”

“Aiba,” Jun grunted. His hands held onto his hips, lifting them up to hit into him deeper.

“Oh, fuck…Jun…JUN!” Aiba called out, gripping his lover tighter.

“Go ahead, come for me.”

Not needing to be told twice, Aiba came hard between them. Jun only lasted three more small thrusts before releasing as well. He stared down at the man, streaks of tears present on his cheeks and temples. Jun leaned forward and cut his cries off with a kiss.

“I love you,” Aiba murmured.

“I love you too.”
November rolled by slowly. The days were counting down and Aiba we getting weaker. He no longer threw up in the mornings which was a good and bad sign. The skin on his back had turned completely, slowly it was creeping down to his butt and arms. His hair barely held any human hair at all, there was still a clump, but almost every day did his hair lose its humanity.

The worst part for Jun were Aiba’s eyes. At times, when Aiba stares off into space, they looked like doll eyes. It’s not until he snaps his attention do they look normal again.

They were huddled under a blanket in the living room watching television. Aiba was absentmindedly eating the popcorn Jun made, knowing it made his lover feel better when he saw him eating. Eventually he wouldn’t be able to swallow, forced to officially stop eating all together. He tried to look over at Jun but couldn’t move his eyes. He tried again, but the same result, even when he tried to move his neck.

He didn’t want to alarm the man, but his breathing had already started to pick up. “What’s wrong?” he heard Jun ask.

“I can’t move my head…or my eyes,” Aiba whispered. His voice sounded tearful, but his eyes were completely dry. “Jun…”


“I’m scared,” he cried. It was horrifying to hear the man crying, but his eyes remained stoic. Jun pulled Aiba’s head to rest on his chest as he cried along with him.

“Can you blink?”


“What else can’t you move?”

“My toes and my feet feel heavy and dead.”

Jun closed his eyes and rocked back and forth to try and keep himself from losing it completely.

“I think we should go to sleep,” Jun whispered. “I need to go to sleep.” Aiba agreed and let himself get carried to their bed.

It was only 8 PM.
December had come, almost a year since Aiba had been alive. He wasn’t even sure he could say that when the man had been dying for the better part of six months. Jun woke up to Aiba’s soft cries. His eyes were closed, but his body was shaking.

“Wake up, Aiba!” he yelled.

The man opened his eyes, dead and lifeless like when Jun first got him. “Jun…my fingers…”

“Shh, it’s okay.”

By the 15th of December, Aiba officially couldn’t move. He was able to talk, albeit softly and slowly, but he couldn’t move. Jun placed a hand on his chest, feeling the small remnants of human skin and the mild thumping of a heart.

He touched the chopped part of Aiba’s hair. He had cut it off a week ago when Aiba asked him to and left it in a box along with a letter Aiba typed a month ago.

Jun knew that Aiba couldn’t feel pain, hadn’t been able to for a long time, but he couldn’t help but wish he could take away the man’s pain. Every night he prayed he could, but of course things never changed.

“What do you want for your birthday?” Jun asked as he looked at the calendar. It was already the 22nd, the day before Aiba had been alive.

“Nothing,” Aiba rasped out. “Might…not make it…that long.”

“Don’t say that,” Jun whispered. “But if you do?”

Aiba sighed and kept quiet for too long causing Jun to reach up and place his hand on Aiba’s chest. The heartbeat still there.


“I’ll get you one. A big one, like a fucking wedding cake.” Jun smiled tearfully. He looked at Aiba’s eyes, they remained open, and they unnerved him so much. The other man knew this, which is why he begs Jun to put a sleep mask over them. Not like it made much difference, he couldn’t see either way.

“Yay,” Aiba breathed out.

The next day, the first thing Jun did was put his hand on Aiba’s chest. The thumping came in slow, so slow. A stuttering breath came from him as he picked up the phone and called a nearby bakery to place an order for a cake.

All day he stayed in bed, head resting on Aiba’s shoulder as he talked to him. He entwined their hand fingers the best way he could with the man’s stiff digits. Around ten that night Aiba’s breathing got shallow, words became harder for him. Jun sniffled, placing a kiss on his shoulder.

“Can you still hear me?” Jun whispered.

“Yes,” Aiba forced out.

“You don’t have to talk anymore. I’ll fill in the blanks…just like I used to before.” He looked over at the clock, the glaring red 11:50 PM stared him back. “I’m so glad this happened. Even though it didn’t last long,” he sniffled again. “I’m so fucking glad this happened,” Jun cried.

Jun moved his head from Aiba’s shoulder to his chest. Counting each heartbeat with ease.


He remembered when he first saw Aiba cooking in the kitchen. ‘Jun, you’re home!’ The noise he made when he fainted still made him crack a smile to this day.


He remembered when Aiba was staring at the chocolate bar he got from the gas station.

What is that?’

‘A chocolate bar. It’s sweet, but so delicious.’ Aiba took the bar from Jun and stared down at it. ‘You have to bite it,’ Jun teased, miming the bite. The man bit down and chewed. The way his eyes lit up was almost too cute.


He remembered when he was resting his head on Aiba’s lap while they watched television. The way the man’s hand absentmindedly stroked his hair, twirling it between his fingers. They had been watching an animal show and Aiba cooed with each baby animal.

Oh my god, Jun-tan can we get one?’

‘Baby that’s an alpaca. We can’t even have those in here,’ Jun laughed.

‘But what about the rabbit? Can we have that?’

‘I’m afraid this is a pet free building.’

‘The owner is a…what was that mean word you told me that meant the anus?’

Jun busted out laughing for a solid two minutes after that.


He remembered the night they first slept together, vividly. It almost pained him that he could still remember the sounds he and Aiba made. The feeling of being inside him and on top of him, thrusting as hard as he could, nearly forgetting they were fucking in his childhood bedroom.


He remembered when he took Aiba to the zoo. Aiba had been looking up all types of animals on the laptop ever since they had watched that show. Jun knew the trip to the zoo would be both challenging but worth it when Aiba would run his mouth on the animals he researched. Jun smiled as they looked at the polar bears before he reached over and took Aiba’s hand in his. The man blushed and leaned into his side.


He remembered the softness of Aiba’s lips when they kissed. They always looked cracked but they were far from that. They were incredibly soft and when pressed against his own, it only felt that much better.


He remembered when he came back from work on his birthday, despite him wanting to stay in with Aiba who had been feeling a bit under the weather, and saw the feast his lover prepared for him.

Oh my god.’

‘Happy Birthday!’ Aiba called out, rushing towards him to plant a wet kiss on his cheek. It was terribly funny hearing Aiba sing to him, his English was just to ‘cuticle’ as the man once called it.

‘What did you make?’

‘All your favorites and some desert, which I can’t wait to show you. I found it online and had to make it.’ Aiba smile only got brighter the more he talked.

Little did Jun know that the cake was a penis cake he saw on a website. Jun spat his wine out and howled in laughter at the face Aiba drew on it.

‘Just when I thought I couldn’t love you even more,’ Jun coughed with a smile. Aiba’s eyes brightened and wrapped his arms around him.

‘After the cake, you get to fuck me into the mattress later.’


He remembered how he felt when he heard Aiba fall to the floor, the glass shattering everywhere, the way the shard pierced through the man’s skin and he didn’t so much blink at it. He was hoping Aiba just had a high pain tolerance or that the glass didn’t even go that deep into his hand. But that wasn’t the case, especially when he saw the man’s palm.

His heart dropped when Aiba cried that he couldn’t feel the pain, and his heart nearly stopped when Aiba told him he was changing back.


He remembered the many body inspections Aiba had him do, noting what was no longer human and what was still functioning. He remembered the day Aiba went to him and said his dick was broken.

It’s broken,’ Aiba sighed.

‘It doesn’t go up?’

‘Nope, and I’ve been watching porn all day.’

‘Aiba, seriously…’ The man smiled sheepishly at him. ‘I guess…we can’t anymore.’

‘What? Why?’

‘If you can’t feel anything and you can’t even get it up…why should we continue?’

‘Cause you can still feel?’

‘I’m not about to have sex with you like that. It’ll be all wrong.’

‘It’s what you used to do.’ The minute the words left his mouth he clapped his hand over it. ‘I’m so sorry. I-I meant—’

‘It’s okay.’ Jun smiled. ‘You’re right technically, but I just meant it’ll feel wrong cause you…yeah forget it.’ Jun rubbed his face and left the room.


Jun stopped abruptly when he no longer heard the heartbeat. He cried into his chest, clutching at the shirt.

“I got you a cake,” he said. “You were supposed to wait for the cake!” he yelled, his grip getting tighter. “You were supposed to wait!” He silently cried into the hard chest until he fell asleep.
The next morning, Jun woke up in a daze, staring at Aiba’s lifeless body. He curled into his side, not wanting to face the day anymore. His heart literally hurt the longer he was awake.

It wasn’t until noon did he finally get out the bed to shower up. Once he was done changing he went to the bed and carried Aiba to the crate that still took up a better part of the living room, ready to put him away for good when he noticed the small box. It was an old jewelry box that he gave to Aiba when he asked for a small container to save the random trinkets he found whenever he went for his walks.

Gently he put Aiba on the couch and opened the small box to see the lock of hair he cut from Aiba. He half expected it to turn synthetic the minute he chopped it off, but shockingly it stayed. He then noticed the paper underneath everything. Pouring out the contents, Jun opened the letter.


I wrote this before my body completely gave out on me. I don’t know what you had done damn near a year ago that brought me to life, but oh my god was it great. I got to see you and feel you. Granted when you asked me if I remembered what you had said and done to me. That wasn’t a hundred percent true. When I woke up on your bed I was completely clueless, I would get brief flashes of what occurred between us. That’s the only way I knew who you were to me. How I remembered all the food you loved to eat, the music you liked to listen and sing to. It was how I knew I was cared for and loved. Even when you didn’t want to admit it to yourself. I knew from the moment I woke up that you loved me, far before I even came to life.

I didn’t know what to think when I started coughing up bloody silicon. I thought all people go through this…until I borrowed your laptop and looked up vomit. God I wish I didn’t too. Did you know Google images is the spawn of Satan? Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you for the best year of my life. If we could do it again I would so many fucking times.

Please don’t spend your time crying over me. Please I beg you to not die because of me. If I had a soul or whatever I would haunt you if you end up the way you were before we even met. You don’t need to find love in just me, a doll that came to life, but in someone else who will be half as good as me. Cause I’m greedy and I still want that other half of you.

Now I have a mission for you. I need you to dispose of me, completely. The best way is to burn me. Why am I asking this, because I don’t want you to keep me. I don’t want you to torture yourself like that.

I’ll end this pathetic letter now, it’s actually been hard to keep my hand in this position for a few months now, but I needed to get this done.

I love you Jun-tan, eternally.

Always yours,

Aiba Masaki.

Jun let out a gasping breath as he finished the letter and cried into the crook of his elbow on the table next to him.
It took three days before Jun brought himself the courage to take the crate to an abandoned lot. He poured gasoline all over it, just enough to keep the fire contained before he tossed the match on top of it. The crate lit up immediately.

Jun walked back to the truck he borrowed and sat in the driver’s seat, watching as his former lover burned away before his eyes. He thought he was going to fight another round of tears, but somehow it was all too serene. Jun waited until the fire had completely gone out, nothing much left of the crate or Aiba.

He let out a deep sigh before starting up the truck and driving back home.
Jun managed. Five months after Aiba’s death that’s what he did, managed.

He couldn’t help getting emotional over certain things, but he quickly swallowed it up and continued. That was until he caught the familiar laugh.

His head snapped up so fast from his desk when he saw the man that was currently going to temp at the office.

“Hello, my name is—”

“Aiba?” Jun whispered. The man tilted his head with a confused smile.

“No, but have we met before?”

“Uh, no…I um…you reminded me of someone,” Jun lied.

The Aiba look-a-like smiled even wider and nodded. His hair was shorter, more business ready, and a darker shade of brown. “Well, my name is Hirata Masaya and it’ll be a pleasure to work with you.”

“And you.”

Jun smiled and guided the man to his new office space, the nerves he should be getting dissipated the more he talked to him.

You could say that it would be trouble for him to fall in love with Hirata, that he would hurt too much, but much like when he watched Aiba burn up, it gave him a certain peace of mind.

Write it as a dream, read it as a goal.: Aibaayu_t on August 28th, 2012 09:13 pm (UTC)
Reserved spot! :3
Write it as a dream, read it as a goal.: Junayu_t on August 28th, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC)

I've decided I hate you so much right now *wipes her tears*

I was all happy at the beginning, enjoying Aiba's cuteness and Jun being all awkward before finally realizing he was in love and then BAM! the angst D: The ending was very sad and I suffered a lot ;_____;

Jokes and lump in my throat apart, I really liked this ♥ When you told me about the idea, the first thing that popped into my mind was this drama, Zettai Kareshi, idk if you've seen it or heard about it. It's different from your story (instead of a doll, the guy is a robot, and as far as I remember he never turns into a human), though it has some similar points.

But I would even dare to say, as much as I love ZK with all my heart since I read the manga years ago, that there are some things I like more about your fic. Especially the ending (even though I said I hate you for that xD). The angst in that part is just perfect, because at some point you can already imagine it but then it hits you anyway. And also, of course, the Carla style smut I love so much :P

It's so good to read new stuff from you! :D (I still haven't finished what you posted before tho LOL)

I think I'm gonna try and write something myself now, cause you kinda inspired me, as usual ♥
(no subject) - cry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:53 pm (UTC) (Expand)
jorian1108: aibabyjorian1108 on August 28th, 2012 09:14 pm (UTC)
SPOT for me!
jorian1108: matsujun for lotusjorian1108 on August 29th, 2012 09:52 am (UTC)
OMG, where's my happy ending???? You made me feel like is was early Xmas, and then you leave me like that, crying my eyes out???? That was brilliant, sweet - but it's so SAD. And now I don't know what to think any more... I am glad that they had their moment of love and happiness, and I know that all the story makes sense, and it would be too cheezy for them to live happily ever after, but... Yeah, when my rl kicks me hard on the face I feel their pain twice as intense... And fuck, I know too well how it feels to watch someone you love die slowly...

But I loved this story, it was hot, it was smokey, it was JUNBA <3
And I am so glad you are back with your fics; well you know how much I missed it :) Welcome back hun!!!!
(no subject) - cry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:45 pm (UTC) (Expand)
dubujashdubujash on August 28th, 2012 09:37 pm (UTC)
cry1babycry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:54 pm (UTC)
haha hihi <3
sharksoul24sharksoul24 on August 28th, 2012 10:05 pm (UTC)
OMG you are back!!! and it's Junba <333 djfkdshfds !
sharksoul24sharksoul24 on August 28th, 2012 11:30 pm (UTC)
T________________________T it broke my heart! specially when he starts turning into a doll again and I was really trying not cry but I wasn't successful!

I really loved it though! And I'm really glad you are back, I was just reading your old fics the other day and BAM there was a new one today <3 :D

Edited at 2012-08-29 06:35 am (UTC)
(no subject) - cry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:47 pm (UTC) (Expand)
muohcu_tmuohcu_t on August 28th, 2012 11:17 pm (UTC)
Oh my god, this was so emotional (or maybe I'm just tired)
in the beginning I was really thinking I was reading one of the saddest stories out there, simply because for one moment I really thought that Aiba-doll would stay as a doll throughout the whole fic. And that would have just made Jun a really sad existence.
So I was hoping he would come alive, and he did!
And it was so ghidsghjlwerf!
And then he gets sick and and and it was like watching one of those dramas where the main character has an illness and dies and the rest are just able to watch them :(
This was just so ... great and original!
Thank you for your hard work! I think I'll have to go to sleep now! xD
muohcu_tmuohcu_t on August 28th, 2012 11:18 pm (UTC)
And I obviously don't read summaries xD
(no subject) - cry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:42 pm (UTC) (Expand)
kokkaii: ohmiyakokkaii on August 28th, 2012 11:19 pm (UTC)
I was a bit wary of reading this, but I'm glad I did! Love it! I thought it would be fun and light (so much comedic material with a sex doll coming to life XD), and then you delved into depression (how Jun is lonely and unsatisfied with how his personal and work life is turning out) and desperation, and even when Aiba finally became human, you didn't let up with the emotional roller coaster. Jun's parents didn't approve and that sucked so much. Aiba sloooooowly turning back into a doll got me so bad - it really is like watching someone you loved dying.
All that tragedy only made their happy parts happier. I teared up at the countdown. Oh, Jun was going to buy him cake T_T

Thanks for this wonderful fic! I'm super glad you came back <3
cry1babycry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:46 pm (UTC)
Haha yeah I think i was going to make it a soft and light fic but during my course of writing so much had happened that the direction totally changed.

Thanks for giving it a chance xD and i'm glad i'm back <33
shinigamiamishinigamiami on August 28th, 2012 11:20 pm (UTC)
So can I say "WELCOME BACK"?! Your fics are amazing, and it's good to have you back :D

Oh my god, I cried. I cried so hard, and this was simply too beautiful.
cry1babycry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:43 pm (UTC)
thank you bb <3
it both makes me happy that u cried cause it means i did good yet sad cause i made you cry >.<

thanks for reading and glad to be back
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yukimahouyukimahou on August 28th, 2012 11:28 pm (UTC)
I don't usually read Arashi fics... but... omg... you made me cry!!! Aiba!!! T.T

that was really well written.. I liked it

cry1babycry1baby on August 28th, 2012 11:44 pm (UTC)
oh haha, you read KATTUN? all this is assumed by your icon of ueda >.<

but im glad you read it and enjoyed it...even to the point of tears @_@
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Racher_tenou on August 29th, 2012 12:27 am (UTC)
This fic was so completely bizarre and wonderful and augh. The feels. I'm having a hard time coming up with the proper words to express what you have just done to my heart. I just... I love it. I absolutely love it. All of it. The humor and the tragedy and the sweetness of it all. I mean, it's a story about a sex doll coming to life and you managed to turn that over on its head and put some real, engaging emotion in there, and THAT takes some real talent. Now I'm gonna go, before I lose all sense of coherency, and stew in this vat of emotions that you've forced me into. :P
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 12:40 am (UTC)
stahp you making me blush ^///^
lol but glad you got feels from this bizzare story xD and of course thanks for reading <33
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fluffyneenfluffyneen on August 29th, 2012 12:35 am (UTC)
At first I was all agskjahsglkahg about you coming back but now after reading it... Oh. My. God. Never have I had such a rollercoaster of feels from a fic, I'm still sort of numbed right now and I think you had me legit crying for most of part 2, but the hour i spent reading this was just amazing. My heart has been broken into a million tiny pieces and my eyes are red (lol my uncle just happened to come knock on my door 2 seconds after I finished reading this fic and he had to ask if I was okay XD) but it feels completely worth it. This piece is really a gem, a fucking masterpiece. A++++++ Thank you soooo much for writing ♥
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 12:41 am (UTC)
ah >.< thank you hun
*offers tissues*
I'm glad it got this reaction from you <33
and of course i'm glad you read it and to be back
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iqachipmunkiqachipmunk on August 29th, 2012 01:52 am (UTC)
The moment I saw your fic I know it will be a great read..but, I never thought that I will cry like a baby here...I'm in my office right now and it's hard to explain to my colleagues why my eyes are red and puffy... T_T
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 01:54 am (UTC)
aw no *offers tissues*
glad you liked it tho ^_^
Pi: Sho does not approve!!lovu_lovu_aiba on August 29th, 2012 03:08 am (UTC)
You~ what did you do to me?? became all teary over a fic right when I just open my eyes in the morning T___T
I can't even~
How come you managed to write something cute and heartbroken at the same timeeee?? This is not right T^T

I loved every single bit of it lala-chan~ ^^
and I need you to stop from disappearing and write more :D
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:12 am (UTC)
*cookies for you*
thanks bb ♥
mm, i promise to not disappear anymore xD
helenmaldonhelenmaldon on August 29th, 2012 04:54 am (UTC)
This surprised me so much...I thought it would be a sort of light, silly story, but it had so much feeling in it, both in the happy and sad parts, and the development and pacing was wonderful--you are such a good writer!
Honestly, I have NEVER cried this much reading a fic. I was actually trying to hold back my tears but couldn't when I got to the countdown part, and after that I pretty much cried through the rest of the fic T.T
I'm happy that there was a little bit of hope at the end <3
Thank you, this is a really memorable fic!

cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:49 pm (UTC)
ACK thank you ^///^
aww here have some complimentary cookies and tissues \(@_@\)
Yes couldnt end it too horribly haha, but so glad you liked it despite the pain xD
thanks for reading it hun <3
Kizaaoisoranohikari on August 29th, 2012 05:23 am (UTC)
Woaahh.. I cried.. (T-T) This is sooo sad! But nice fic. XDD
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:50 pm (UTC)
*offers tissues and cookies*
thank you bb
ayudarsini: junadeyakana on August 29th, 2012 06:31 am (UTC)
you're back and bring this fic
this is sad ;___;
sweet and beautiful story
thank you for sharing this
cry1babycry1baby on August 29th, 2012 03:51 pm (UTC)
yes im back and planning on keeping this journal up to date with some damn stories lol
haha thank you hun <3