writetomyheart | [Team Three] Doctor K to the rescue [ABC-Z and various others, Gen, PG-15]

Yay new teams! I honestly don't like what I came up with, but I'm out of time....so....

I have two excuses for this.

mousapelli gave me the idea for this. So it's mostly her fault.

I'm sick, and so my brain is not working right. I probably have a ton of missed errors in this too, I'm sorry.

Rating: PG-15 (Mentions of Sex toys, I would like to mention I have no problem with people who use or enjoy the kind of toys mentioned in this fic, but it seems like something that would bother Shintarou.)

Summary: Kawai is bored and decides he needs to help people feel better, with hugs.

Too long. It had been too long since Kawai had last done anything to really help his fellow JE people. He looked around the room, Goseki the only current member of his unit even remotely available. Hashimoto and Totsuka were off filming some new drama, and Tsukada had been roped into helping some juniors learn about acrobatics. Frankly, Kawai was bored. Thus, he decided it was a good time to do some good deeds.

He searched inside ABC-Z's costume trunk, they had successfully aquired many different interesting and fun costumes over the years. He threw some of Goseki's magical dresses on the floor as he pawed around for his lab coat. He found it and pulled it out with a florish, random odds and ends of different costumes fell out with it. Paying the mess no mind he put the coat on and turned to the only other person in the room. Goseki was brooding over something that he was making, completely ignoring his bandmate.

Years of experience told Kawai it would be best not to bother Goseki while he was in this mood. So he set out to find other people. The first practice room he entered contained most of the members of Snowman, as well as Yasui. They all greeted him with smiles as they continued to practice their routine. Kawai watched them for a moment and wondered what exactly he was going to do to help people today. Kawai watched as Abe lost his footing and crashed onto the floor. The brain of the group let out a long string of curses and tried to get back up.

As if a light bulb had turned on above his head, Kawai grinned. He ran over to Abe and drew the taller junior into a big hug. Abe was tense for only a moment before he, somewhat awkwardly, returned the hug. In moments it seemed all of Abe's stress melted away as he felt the warmth of his senior. Kawai pulled away once he felt that Abe had relaxed enough. He smiled and declared, “Today I shall hug every person in need!”

A moment later Kawai felt Fukazawa's arms wrap around him. Kawai shrugged and hugged him back. After a few moments he pulled away, only to have Fukazawa forcibly pull him into a tighter hug. “I am not done yet.”

Kawai sighed and waited a few more minutes. He started to get antsy pretty quickly. He had tried walking around, but Fukazawa clung to him like a koala. At one point, Kawai shifted so that Fukazawa was hugging his back instead of his front or side. The rest of Snowman received odd hugs from Kawai and their parasitic band member, all snickering at Kawai's expense.

Finally Sakuma's responsible side got to him, and he with the help of Iwamoto dragged Fukazawa away from Kawai. He grinned his thanks, patted the crest fallen Fukazawa on the head and walked out of the room. He had more to do today, after all.

He wandered the halls, searching for his next 'Hug it Better' subject. It wasn't long before he heard some rather loud yelling coming from Sexy Zone's dressing room. He poked his head inside and noted that they just returned from a photo shoot or a magazine interview. He watched as Fuma and Kento yelled at each other, both boys looked stubborn and upset. A quick look around showed Shori, Maruis, and Sou changing as quietly as possible in the corner of the room, clearly frightened. Kawai shook his head as he watched the two boys. They weren't even making sense with their fighting at this point, random words and taunts that made absolutely no contextual sense were flung about.

Knowing what had to be done Kawai walked over to where the two boys had started to get in one another's faces. He grabbed Fuma with his right arm and Kento with his left and pulled them together and he hugged around them. Both boys, in their confusion, physically deflated a bit. “Now, isn't that better?” Kawai asked in a happy voice.

Kento looked at Fuma with a confused face. Fuma returned the look. Neither of them could really recall why they were just fighting, but they also were sure why they were being squished together in a hug either. They were released from the hug after a few minutes, Kawai looking at them both rather expectantly.

“Uhh...thanks.” Kento managed to speak first. He met with the curious eyes of his younger band mates and realized they were huddled in the far left corner watching them. His cheeks colored as he realized his temper had gotten the best of him.

“Now, kiss and make up.” Kawai pushed Kento and Fuma together once again. Kento tripped and was caught by Fuma. Their eyes met only a second before Fuma's mouth met his. Kawai cheered as the rest of Sexy Zone groaned. The only thing worse than watching you 'parents' fight was seeing them make out.

Kawai laughed as the two younger males separated. Kento and Fuma both blushed and glared at the others. Kawai left the band to
deal with themselves. His work there, for now at least, was done.

He found his next charge underneath the stairwell. Kawai peered at the figure huddled in the shadows. “Shintarou?” Though it was dark, Shintarou was hard to not recognize. The last few growth spurts had made him easily recognized.

Shintarou stared at Kawai with wide eyes, and Kawai knew that this would probably be the most important hug of the day. He motioned for Shintarou to come forward. The boy looked nervous at first, before finally he obeyed. Kawai wrapped the young giant in a tight hug. The hug was returned, which showed Kawai just how bad what ever caused this was. Shintarou wasn't against contact, but he usually liked to do things on his terms.

He was about to ask what was going on when someone found them. “There you are.” Juri's happy voice caused Shintarou to tense considerably. Kawai was not the smartest of them all, but even he could figure out Juri played a role in what was wrong. “We are needed back at practice soon.”

“First, tell me what you did.” Kawai led Shintarou and Juri to one of the resting rooms. Shintarou sat in one of the cream colored chairs and glared at Juri. Kawai looked expectantly at Juri for answers, but he simply laughed loudly.

“Are you still upset? It wasn't that bad.” Juri's laughter was obviously making Shintarou angry. His knuckles turned white as he held on to the chair's arm rests.

“What wasn't that bad?” This had become more than just about hugs, Shintarou was rather easy to freak out, but it wasn't normally this bad.

“Huh? Oh I found a box of Koki's old toys from when he and the rest of Kat-tun use to have orgies. I thought it would be funny to open it and see what they had.” Juri shrugged his shoulders. He seemed to think that Shintarou was over reacting.

Kawai as a junior had toured with Kat-tun. He shivered as he remembered some of the more extreme things. He wasn't personally shocked by any of it, but he could easily see some of those things shocking Shintarou into being traumatized. “What did the box have in it?” He was asking both so he could know, and also so he could possibly help Shintarou more.

Juri started to cackle a bit. “I'll go get the box.”

Kawai didn't even have a chance to say a word before Juri ran away. “Kat-tun were pretty wild back in the day. Don't let it hurt your brain too bad.” He wanted to be comforting, but the look of terror on Shintarou's face now that Juri had gone to bring the box there was priceless. Shintarou had a habit of making a mountain out of mole hill when it came to the things that happened to him.

Shintarou glared back at him, apparently no longer finding Kawai's presence as comforting. Juri came back into the room with a pretty decently sized box. Kawai's curiousity was practically over flowing by the time Juri opened the box and with a few flashy hand movements offered Kawai a chance to see what was inside.

He couldn't stop laughing. He knew that there was, in the past, some pretty strange sexual exploring going on within Kat-tun, but some of this seemed too much. Kawai pulled out a dildo that seemed to be from some sort of scaly beast, probably a dragon. The box contained a tentacle shaped dildo, some nipple clamps, a pink glittery whip, and a bunch of other interesting toys. By the time he pulled out the Hello Kitty BDSM kit Kawai was having trouble breathing. The floor was now littered with strange sex toys, Kawai was known to be adventurous sexually at times, but fake tentacles, and beast like dildos were a stretch even for him.

Juri was laughing with him, but Shintarou didn't seem to be able to catch the gleeful bug. “How can you guys laugh at this stuff!” He demanded. The angry tone in Shintarou's voice sobbered Kawai up enough to recall the point of today was making people happy, not laughing to death.

The 'toys' all ended up back in the box and pushed out of sight. Kawai coughed a bit in an attempt to regain his composer. “Well, it's not so much funny as it is kinda strange. Rather interesting to think about too, but enough of that.”

Shintarou looked like he was going to be sick, as if the thought of the objects actually being used was more than he could handle. Juri finally began to calm down as he looked at Shintarou, far too happy. “Dude, chill. It's just a bunch of sex toys, it's not like they are something wrong.”

Kawai nodded his agreement, and Shintarou looked awkward as he glared at the floor. His cheeks were bright red, and he seemed to be struggling with himself. Kawai placed a hand on Juri's shoulder and ushered him and the box out.

“You are rather vanilla, aren't you?” Kawai tried to keep the mood light, but the result was Shintarou becoming more red, and glaring at the floor harder. Kawai sighed, his doctors coat falling slightly from his shoulders. “What exactly is wrong here?”

Shintarou continued to try and burn a whole into the floor for several minutes. Kawai was about to say more, when Shintarou finally began to talk. “It's not really wrong, I suppose. It's just, bizzare, and freaks me out. I don't care what other people do, but I don't want it thrust in my face either. Juri does this shit all the time. He thinks it's hysterical to bring up how crazy his brother use to be.”

Kawai nodded, somehow he figured this was more about Juri than about a bunch of objects. “Juri is an idiot. He knows he is one, but that doesn't stop him. I think he just enjoys messing with you. Since your react so well.” He moved behind the chair Shintarou was sitting on and wrapped him in a big hug.

Shintarou struggled for a second, before he gave up his feeble attempt. Kawai continued to hug Shintarou until he felt the boy completely relax. He probably would have stayed longer too, except Goseki popped his head into the room.

“There you are, Kawai. I need your help with an experiment.” He looked at Kawai's arms wrapped around a now blushing Shintarou. “Unless you're too busy with the kouhai.” The edge to Goseki's voice had Kawai laughing and pulling away from Shintarou.

“Nah, Doctor K's work here is done.” He grinned at Goseki who eyed him for a few moments. Shintarou began to feel awkward and removed himself from the room, he began to walk in the same direction Juri had gone in earlier, so Kawai figured that his hug must have done some good.

Goseki watched him for a moment before he grabbed Kawai's hand and pulled him back to their dressing room. The room looked like a tornado had hit it. Before Goseki could explain or start asking questions, Kawai decided he needed to do one last job. He pulled Goseki into his arms and hugged him tightly. Goseki was quiet for a moment before he hugged him back and all the tension fell away. Doctor K to the rescue, once again.

You're up!b dancerdreams2

[Team Three] Doctor K to the rescue [ABC-Z and various others, Gen, PG-15]

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