Title: EVERYBODY’S GOT SOMETHING TO HIDE EXCEPT ME AND MY HONEYStarring: Yamashita Tomohisa and Inoue Mao and A LOT of other famous people
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Love/comedy
Disclaimer: No I don’t own Yamapi (though I wish and pray hard I do) or Mao. I am not whatsoever affiliated with JE either. It’s fiction. Look it up in the dictionary.
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13TH & FINAL CHAPTERYamapi made a post on his J-web, after a long time of not writing on it. He felt he had to say it himself, and not just read about it on some random tabloid. Whatever the outcome may be, he was prepared to face it.
“To all those who have been a supporter of me or of any Johnny’s idol for a long time:
Hello everyone. Before you go any further, I will warn you beforehand that this will be a very long post. This is by far my longest j-web post. This special post is dedicated to all the JE supporters, so I hope you will read this thoroughly because every word comes from the bottom of my heart. First of all, before anything else and before you hear any news from a newspaper or the net, thank you. I can’t find another synonym to “thanks” to explain the depth of my gratitude. We idols say it all the time: thank you, and you’re probably sick of hearing it already. I lived majority of my life being an idol, being in the public eye, and being a performer. You witnessed me grow up. You witnessed me succeed. You witnessed me fail. You witnessed my constantly changing hairstyles. You all know everything about me to the point where I feel you know me more than I know myself. But the Yamapi you know is the “Idol Yamapi” …the one onstage singing, dancing, doing fanservice, and acting for a drama. That is the Yamapi you came to know. You are convinced to believe that performing is all I live for, that my whole world revolves around it, that I have no life or concern other than those. The truth is, I am just like any other guy in Japan. I am painfully normal; it just so happens that I have a cooler job. I make mistakes, I get pimples, I get diarrhea, I burp, I watch porn, I curse, I used to smoke, I get drunk, and yes, I fall in love—just like everyone else. I cannot live up to the perfect image you expect me to, because believe it or not, I am anything but perfect. You have looked up to us, put us on a pedestal like we are saints, and we appreciate that, but you have to understand we cannot live up to your expectations all the time. The entertainment world is a scary place. Sometimes I feel suffocated and imprisoned. I can’t just go to Harajuku when I want to, I can’t go out without photographers following me, I can’t spend time outdoors without a disguise. Everything is limited in my private and social life and it’s frustrating. I am frustrated that I have to hide the real side of me in order to please the whole world, that I have to be this different person in front of an audience. It doesn’t have to be that way, ne. I want to be open to you, to my fans, and I want you to accept me. I wish you could accept the side of Yamapi you don’t know. If you truly are a supporter of mine, you would accept my flaws, my actions and especially my decisions. I want to be able to share my happiness when I’m happy, my sadness when I’m sad, without having to worry about other people’s reactions. I am sorry to say I cannot be a good role model and example all the time because no matter how hard I try to be someone else or no matter how much I struggle to keep a perfect and ideal persona, my flaws will eventually come out and everyone will hate me for it. I love my job, and if given the chance, I would do this again in another life, but I never thought the pressure and the attention could be so unbearably suffocating. If this continues, I’m afraid I won’t be able to go on anymore. I’m sorry for these blunt words, but I feel I have a right to express them even though Johnny might fire me for it. You also have a right to know the truth and the truth is, there are a lot of decisions I want to make and undertake, and one of them include being with someone I like. There’s someone I want to be with right now, and you probably know that by now, but circumstances have prevented me from being with her, and it has caused me immense pain and suffering, nothing like I’ve felt before. I promised myself before that once I’ve found someone I truly care about, I’d tell the whole world at any cost, and set aside the fact that it will cause an outburst. So now, I officially proclaim that I’ve found that person. And I’ve never been happier. And if it’s not too much to ask, I’d want you to be happy for me too. I rarely got to make big sweeping decisions on my own, and now I want to follow my heart and instinct. I am hoping everyone would understand this. Again, thank you, and at the same time, sorry. I do not regret this, and will never do. I owe you the truth, and you’ve got it. Whatever becomes of everything, Yamapi will remain strong and will continue to work hard for everyone, because his love always prevails.”
His excessively long J-web post was read by millions of fans almost instantly, and stirred mixed emotions. Some felt sad, some cried, some felt guilty, some were moved, some were woken up from their delusions. All of those who’ve read it were impressed by his courage to speak out and show the side of him that the people never see. He successfully sent the subliminal message he had been wanting to send for a long time and it took him a long time to do it. Fans wrote comments and e-mails, encouraging him to keep up, and not quit Johnny’s. They were all messages of love and encouragement and “gambattes”, and strangely, no one ranted about who the girl is, or “Why this girl taking my precious kawaii Pi away from me I kill this biyatch.” kind of messages, which what anyone would expect. Of course, the photo sticker came out and went public in a matter of hours, and it became infamous in an instant. There was outrage, but it wasn’t as horrible as anyone had thought. In fact, the general reaction of the mass was…nothing. For the first time in history, fans tolerated and even encouraged a “scandal” by a Johnny’s. Johnny, surprisingly, didn’t say a word about it, and remained mum on the subject and kept out of the public eye. If it wasn’t causing him any problems, then he has nothing to do with it anymore. Sure it was a shocker, but it wasn’t something everyone got all worked up about, except probably the photographers who tailed Yamapi and Mao 90% more. But other than that, it didn’t blow out of proportion and stemmed to mass suicide or anything fatal. As a matter of fact, “shippers” sprung about and proclaimed undying support for the both of them and these shippers are multiplying by the second. It was ridiculous if you think about it, but if you look at it in another way, it was a miracle. A modern day miracle. And it gave hope to every Johnny’s in the business.
Yamapi and Mao continued the drama, as if nothing would hinder them. It was about to wrap up and finish, and it was maintaining at the top spot, still receiving crazy ratings now more than ever. They’ve been asked to do magazine interviews left and right, and to grace the covers together, but they wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible. They haven’t been officially back together yet, but only because of formality. They didn’t know how to take the next step, now that everyone already knew.
One late afternoon, Yamapi and Mao walked out together out of the set on their way home. It was obvious that they were being followed, but then again, they have nothing to hide.
“Do you still want to continue?” Yamapi asked.
“Continue what?”
“You know…part two of our lives.”
“Part two? That’s funny. So there could be a part three too, like a manga?”
“Maybe.”
He reached for her hand and held it as they walked while photographers lurking close by scrambled for a good shot.
“We should get back together now.” Yamapi remarked.
“Nah, let’s wait a while.”
“I’m holding your hand right now. That means we’re back together.”
“No it doesn’t.”
Yamapi pulled her by the hand and kissed her without any warning, and it made the photographers’ day. Mao hit him on the chest and looked around consciously if people were looking.
“Are we back together yet?” he smiled wryly.
“No!” she hissed, distracted by the clicking sounds of the camera.
Yamapi attempted to kiss her again, but then she backed away.
“Alright, alright, we’re back together.” she gave up, holding his face and pushing him away.
And so it seemed they were the new Nagase and Ayumi (back when they were together), what with people following them around, but not because everyone hated them for being together, but it was more of a sight to see—like America’s Angelina and Brad. Yamapi cannot get over the fact that his curse had finally been broken, and that he broke the “rule” of every Johnny’s had to follow. It was hard to believe, but there it was—acceptance. Whatever reason there is, whether they just look good together, or whether it was the influence of their chemistry in the drama, it was uncertain why everyone welcomed their relationship with open arms. But now they know for sure, that they really didn’t have anything to hide all along.
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I send out my gratitude to everyone who read and enjoyed this. Thank you for making my day with your comments and for suppporting YAMAOPI! Keep the Yamaopi fandom alive,ne. I'd also like to acknowledge yamapinku-rabu, because she was the one who got me into writing this fanfic in the first place! It was because of her that I got hooked on Yamaopi. :) I hope I ended the story well, and it has been a great pleasure providing you with Yamapi and Mao goodness. Hopefully I will be able to make another one, because nothing makes me happier than writing and writing for you guys. Honto arigatou and long live Maoness and Yamapiness! :D
With much love,
Roxie <3
I drink to all of you! Cheers! :)
