Gift fic for unmeiboy

Title: The Diet (or how Ryo finally convinced Shige to try his banana juice)
Pairing: Ryo/Shige with very (and I mean very) small mentions of the rest of News and Maru from Kanjani8
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lots of bananas in liquid form and sexy times~
Summary: All of JE is buzzing over this new diet drink that Ryo invented, everyone except Shige. But will Ryo convince him?
Notes: Dear unmeiboy I hope you like this. It was my first time ever writing this pairing so I'll be crying rivers and streams if you love this...I thank my lovely betas who stayed with me through all my mental frustrations while writing this~



It was no surprise when a news spread around Johnny's, it spread fast.
So when news of Ryo's new diet drink reached the ears of senpai's to juniors alike, everyone was in on it—everyone except Kato Shigeaki.

Shige watched in horror as Koyama took another sip from the yellow drink in front of him, the clear straw being filled with the disgusting frozen concoction. "How can you even drink that?" He wailed making a slight gagging noise. Koyama set down the drink on the noticeably yellow banana shaped tabletop motioning for the waitress to refill his glass. "Shige it's not that you dislike bananas, you just hate that Ryo came up with the idea." Koyama stated matter-of-factly watching his friend's changing expression over the rim of the glass. "Of course! It doesn't make sense..." Shige pauses to dig in his bag pulling out his newly purchased "Dieting for Dummies" quickly skimming through the pages to no avail. Stupid used bookstores. "You can't even properly juice a banana." The waitress returns with a refill for Koyama, delivering a professional smile before turning on her heels and walking away again. "It's good for you." Koyama takes a loud sip. Shige's eye twitches. "Besides, diets are good for young rising stars like us." Shige thinks the waitress must have spiked Koyama's drink.

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Strolling into work the next day, Shige's greeted with a face full of blonde Tegoshi as he steps off the elevator.

"Shige! Shige! I lost 5 pounds~"

Tegoshi beams.

"Oh that's great Tegoshi...what!?" Shige stares incrediously.

Tegoshi graces him with a lift of his shirt to show off his newly toned abs.

"Why are you even on this diet anyway?" Shige should already know this answer.

Tegoshi fixes his shirt, looking at Shige with a bright smile.

"Because Ryo started it so it must be good right?"

Shige groans.

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Finally separating himself from his fellow bandmate, Shige tries to slip into the practice room totally undetected until Massu emerges from behind the door, practically giving him a heart attack. In his hands is a drink in a clear cup.

It's yellow.

"Shige you should try this drink. It's pretty good." He takes a sip, his cheeks expanding.

Shige likes Massu, he really does. Yet he doesn't understand why the poor guy got roped into the banana juice craze in the first place, considering he's the perfect picture of athletic health.

Shige just shakes his head, brushes past Massu and sits in the far corner waiting for dance practice to start.

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Practice drags by slowly, finally breaking for lunch, each member grabbing his respective banana juice drink—except Shige who excuses himself to the confines of the roof, hopefully away from anything that resembles a banana.

Taking a bite of his onigiri, Shige admires the serene view of Tokyo, the people below resembling little ants running around to and fro.

BAM!

The door to the roof opens with a loud bang, giving Shige his second close heart attack of the day.

In pops Maru, banana juice drink in hand, sucking out the straw like a vampire in dire need of blood.

"Oh hey Shige-chan!" He greets casually, ignoring the horrified expression on his friend's face.

"This drink Ryo-chan gave me is pretty good. Wanna tr--"

Shige slams the door in his face.

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Taking a deep breath, Shige fixes his hair slightly before flashing the lady in front of him a smile, indicating he was ready to start the latest magazine interview.

She smiles also, tapping her pen against her chin in thought.

Shige's so ready for this.

"So Kato-san, what do you think of this new banana juice craze?"

She clicks her pen, eager to write down his response.

Shige wants to wrap a belt around his neck.

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Ryo checks himself over in the mirror, once, twice, three times before smiling to himself. This banana juice diet he started has done wonders for his physique. No "Dieting for Dummies" for Nishikido Ryo, that's for sure.

As soon as he arrived to the agency, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Fishing it out, he gazed at the urgent text from Tegoshi.

Ryo-chan, Shige still doesn't want to try the banana juice diet! What should we do??

Ryo smirked, pocketing his phone after sending his swift reply.
I'll find a way.

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Casually walking up to the elevators, Ryo spotted Shige walking in, his head down low, looking almost solemn. Disappearing through the metal doors, Ryo hoped that Tegoshi was in position for when Shige got off the elevator. Quickly pulling out his phone, he typed a message to the blonde.

In position?

Tegoshi's reply was swift.

Yup! All ready!

Good.

The horror that played out was something that Ryo couldn't have planned better himself. He didn't really want to hurt Shige, he kinda liked the guy. Peering from behind the wall at Tegoshi and Shige, he didn't notice his fellow bandmate sneaking up behind him.

"Ryo-chan, what are you doing?"

Ryo almost jumped out of his skin, turning back to look at Maru.

Maru. This could work.

Struggling to find the right words, he opened his mouth then closed it again.

"Maru you should try my banana juice drink...Shige doesn't believe it's um...effective enough.."

He's met with a blank stare by Maru.

"You are his friend right?"

Maru nods slowly.

"Good."

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By the end of the day, Shige looked like hell had frozen over and Ryo couldn't be any happier. Watching his feet drag the ground as he exited the building with a scowl on his face, the smaller man skipped over to him, a hand clapping down on his shoulder.

Shige tensed a bit.

"So Shige, are you interested in trying the banana juice yet? You know it works wonders."

Shige paused his footsteps, a slight smirk on his face.

"You know it doesn't work right?" An air of confidence in his voice.

"Well we'll just have to find out now won't we?"

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What both of them didn't expect next was a trip to the bar, downing drinks like their life depended on it. Shige slurring his explanations of why Ryo's banana juice diet wasn't effective and Ryo chuckling out loud at Shige's semi-intelligent banter.

The day's stress nearly melting off their bones, they managed to pay for their drinks, stumble out the bar, and pile into a taxi. It wasn't until Shige miraculously untangled himself from a pile of Ryo limbs, looking out the window of the cab, that he realized they were headed in the direction of his apartment.

"Hey Shige look...it's your apartment..." Ryo slurred as they paid the driver and somehow got up the steps.

Shige fumbled opening the door, Ryo plastered to his side, breath in his ear.

Once inside, Ryo slammed Shige against the back of the door with so much force that he practically lost his breath.

"Ryo...we're still in the genkan..." Shige shrieked as one of Ryo's hands sneaked around to cup his ass, mouth already leaving a wet trail on his neck. Shige felt powerless, the effects of the alcohol subsequently slowing his thinking processes. In the back of his mind though he didn't feel the need to stop Ryo, instead putting his hands on his waist, carefully leading him backwards into the bedroom, not even stopping to remove their shoes.

Pushing Shige onto the bed with surprisingly little effort, Ryo kicked off his shoes proceeding to crawl on top of the taller man. Getting close to his ears, he whispered.

Now I'm going to show you how effective my banana juice is.

Shige remained silent, only squirming slightly as he felt hands along his crotch, fumbling with his pants zipper. Pulling at the zipper, Ryo sucked a mark on Shige's neck, moaning as Shige finally made his move, his hand resting along the seam of Ryo's jeans. "So hot..." Ryo mumbled, trailing a path up to Shige's ear and nibbling on the lobe. Shige fingers explored the hard muscles of Ryo's abs. Both of them taking a moment to remove each other's shirts.

Shige admired the hard line of Ryo's body. The ripples of muscles that defined him, the taunt lines around his chest, everything was perfect. And right now, it was all his for the taking. Ryo kissed down Shige's neck, licking at the spot he sucked earlier. Suppressing a moan, Shige watched under heavy eyelids as Ryo slowly made his way down his body, wiggling down his pants and boxers, his trapped cock springing free.

Moving further down, Ryo took one look at Shige writhering underneath him before licking a wet stripe along the underside of his cock. Shige fisted the sheets as his eyes fluttered closed. Ryo pressed the tip against his lips, tongue pressing down against the slit, ripping an audible gasp from Shige's lips.

"Don't tease..." He mumbles, Ryo just applies more force.

Shige screams.

The head disappearing between his lips, Ryo begins to suck at an agonizingly slow pace, causing Shige to whine once more in frustration.

"If you're not going to get this over with, I'll reconsider trying your stupid banana juice" He tries to growl but all that comes out is a whimper as Ryo sucks him down to the base, beginning to speed up.

Groaning slightly, Shige fights to keep his eyes open but with every expert lick of Ryo's tongue he's succumbing to bliss, the heat starting to pool in his groin. Suddenly Ryo releases Shige's cock from his mouth, wrapping his thumb and forefinger around the base to prevent Shige from coming.

Shige growls.

Ryo just chuckles.

His next words are so soft, Shige's unsure if he heard them.

"Condom."

Shige leans over to his bedside table drawer, fumbling around for a few minutes before shoving a condom and a small bottle of lube in Ryo's awaiting hand.

Releasing his grip, Ryo rolls a condom on Shige's cock before leaning back, stripping off his jeans, squeezing a dollop of lube on his fingers and sliding them in himself. Shige could only watch in awe at the scene unfolding before his eyes. Ryo eyes twisted closed in pleasure, his breath coming out ragged and rough as he increased the pace. Opening his eyes and locking them with Shige's, Ryo withdrew his fingers, crawling up the other's body, resting his ass against his awaiting cock.

Shige wrapped his fingers around Ryo's strong waist, using his feet as leverage to push up and against the resistance of Ryo's body. Both men simultaneously groaning as Shige buried himself deep inside, head thumping back against the pillow and Ryo shivering above him.

When they both felt relaxed, Shige proceeded to lift his hips up slowly, thrusting against the other man in a slow clip, Ryo, in return, pushing down to meet Shige's hips. Gradually they built up a pace that was comfortable for the both of them, the sounds of skin slapping against skin and ragged breathing echoing around the barren apartment. Shige scrambled to grab onto Ryo's shoulders as Ryo twisted his fingers into Shige's short locks, the pace began to turn erratic, both men eager to seek release.

"Shige..."Ryo gasped against his lips as Shige started to tug at the other man's cock in a frenzy.

Shige stilled for a brief moment, his thrusts gradually speeding up as the whole bed creaked violently beneath them.

With one last stuttered cry both men released, Shige spilling into the condom, Ryo painting white on Shige's chest and cheek.

Removing himself from Shige's lap, Ryo sat back on the bed, chuckling as Shige snapped off the condom, tying it and throwing it in the wastebasket by the nightstand.

"What's so funny?" He inquired, struggling to calm his breathing.

Ryo just smiled.

"You have some on your cheek."

"What?"

"Banana juice."

Shige prays that the rest of the agency is still alive tomorrow.