Title:
A Simple Cup of Chocolate
Author:
Kyoko_godaikun
Pairing:
TaNaka
Summary:
Koki and Maru share a tie that makes their relationship beyond friendship,
beyond family.
Nakamaru
Yuichi has always been called my partner in crime. Maru and I have been very
close since we joined Johnny’s agency. We have a secret language that only the
two of us know. We aren't supposed to use it at all, ever. It's the rules of
the agency. We have to pretend even to ourselves when we are around anyone.
Learning English is one thing, but to have a language that no one else could
understand, that's something else.
Maru
had been thrilled when he found out someone else knew his secret language. It
was only a few days after we met. He overheard me talking to my mother on the
phone. My mother, she's lived in Japan for thirty years and still insists that
we speak her native language when we are together.
I
can remember Maru grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom. Then he
shoved me into a stall. I thought he wanted to kiss me like the older boys did.
Instead,
Maru whispered. "¿Usted entiende? "
Maru
had asked me if I understood, in what became our secret language.
"Si,
claro." I told him.
Maru
almost glowed with happiness. He hugged me. "We'll be good friends."
Maru's
prediction was true; we became best friends that day. We had so much in common,
things that the rest of the juniors could only dream of. It was something
almost inborn, something that lived within us that no one could understand. It
was something beyond friendship, beyond family.
*******************
Years
ago, before KAT-TUN was formed, Johnny-sama made us side a contract saying we
would only speak Japanese. We'll be written up if we speak our secret language.
I knew the real reason we’re forbidden to speak our mother’s language. Staff
can't understand our secret.
When
KAT-TUN was formed, we were actually caught once using our language. We had
been teased by the rest of the group. The only one that made them stop was Kame
who liked Maru.
Kame
has tried very hard to learn our language over the years. He got very, very
good at speaking it. I think Kame wanted to learn it because he was with Maru
at the time. I was very jealous at the time, though Kame was a good friend of
mine. It was just even then Maru was something very special to me, and I didn't
want to share.
Even
when Maru was with Kame, I always gave him chocolates for Valentine’s Day. It
was a tie between us; chocolate means something different to us. It's part of
our heritage. We always gave each other dark bitter chocolate like our
ancestors ate. I never had the courage to make the drink that my Aztec
ancestors gave their lovers. That combined ground cocoa beans, vanilla and
chili peppers. The drink that meant something totally different then just
something to make one warm on a cold night. The drink was traditionally very
bitter. The way one sided love can be.
We've
always kept out language private. When we're alone together, we speak it. It
made our friendship special.
******************
Years
later, we're still friends and we still use our language. Though it's easier to
keep our friendship secret then our language. Kame had drifted out of Maru's
life by that point. I was secretly glad. I didn't like sharing Maru.
I've
seen forum posts were fans have guessed at my heritage. Many of them were
right. They call me a Latino rapper. They never guess Maru's background. That
he's a Mexican beat box.
My
mother comes from Guatemala. I've been there a couple of times to meet family.
My mother always talked her native language to me. I knew it before I knew
Japanese. She was the one that taught me the Aztec traditions of chocolate. She
had even proposed to my father by giving him a cup of zocoatl.
Maru's
mom is from Mexico. The culture of Mexico is a bit different from Guatemala’s.
Their food is a bit different too. I’ve spent many hours at Maru's parent’s
house eating Mexican food. Maru's mother made a cup of zocoatl once while we
were eating as a love token for Maru’s father. It felt good for me to realize
that Maru's family kept the same tradition of the chocolate drink.
I
sat on the couch in Maru’s living room, studying a script. Maru had invited me
to his place. I guessed it was so we could exchange our Valentines chocolates.
I had given Maru a large bar of the best Guatemalan chocolate I could find.
It's imported and cost me quite a bit. This was the first time that I had tried
to get the cocoa beans that was needed for the drink. They had to be from
Guatemala I knew. But I couldn't get them in time.
Maru
didn't give me his chocolate right away. Instead he smiled at me, and told me
to wait for him. Then he disappeared into the kitchen.
Maru
came out of the kitchen thirty minutes later, carrying a single mug of
something. I assumed it was what he always drank, coffee. He took a long drink
of it as he looked into my eyes. When he pulled the cup from his lips his lips
were stained brown like the drink. Then he pressed the mug into my hands. Then
in Spanish, he said; "Please my love drink."
I
looked into the cup, at the dark foamy drink that now half filled the cup. I
could smell the spices that were in the drink, the vanilla, the chili pepper.
Maru had given me the chocolate drink. I took the mug in both hands, and I
drank. The drink was bitter, spicy. But this time the drink wasn't bitter like
a once sided love. It was spicy, the way love always is.
When
the cup was drained, I handed it back to Maru, who set it on the end table.
Then I spoke the words that I knew would change our lives forever. The words in
Spanish meant my feelings for him. "Te amo."
"Te
amo tambien. Mi amor." Maru smiled at me as he told me in Spanish that he
loved me too. Then he came to me, kissing my lips for the first time. His lips
tasted as spicy as the drink he had made for me.
My
relationship with Maru changed that Valentine's Day. It went from beyond
friendship, beyond family to beyond just lovers. We have a tie that would never
tear us apart. A love that had begun with a simple cup of chocolate.