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What was a normal evening of guitar playing for Karamatsu on the rooftops, set off a chain of events that no one (at least besides Karamatsu) could have seen coming.
“KARAMATSU NII-SAN!!” shouted Jyushimatsu as he opened the door to the house with a bang. He had just returned from playing baseball, still filled to the brim with energy and a silent recovering Ichimatsu trailed behind him. Karamatsu at the loud voice of Jyushimatsu calling him responded with urgency as he normally isn’t called out by his brothers. He places his mirror down on the small table that sits in the middle of the room and rushes to greet his younger brother.
“What is it my little Jyushimatsu~,” he says as puts on his glasses and strikes a dramatic pose, “Whatever troubles you might have that require my assistance, let your heart open fully and the floods of worries rush o-“
“Tch.” Ichimatsu interrupts with a scoff “Painful.” He mumbles before slipping off to the shared room the sextuplets have. Jyushimatsu laughs a bit at that, and Karamatsu looks a bit nervous. Then Karamatsu remembers about how Ichimatsu actually truly adores him, and he just shows his affection through hostility. After all he had snuck into his clothes while he slept that one time that was proof of something. Besides the rest of his brothers like to show affection through ignoring them. Thinking about that, started to make Karamatsu a little disheartened his mind began to fill with thoughts of how his brothers refused to show him true brotherly affection. Ah, the blue matsu thinks, I truly am a sinful guy. Karamatsu then figures that no matter how they refuse to show him brotherly affection, I shall simply have to show and lead by example and his confidence grew. Meanwhile, during this cyclone of thoughts, Jyushimatsu was staring at him with his usual open smile and crossed eyes. Well, Karamatsu believed Jyushimatsu was staring at him.
“So whatever was it my beloved otouto needed from moi~” Karamatsu said with another grandiose motion. Jyushimatsu laughed a bit at the motion.
“Let’s play guitar Nii-san!” Jyushimatsu said cheerfully waving his arms. “It’ll be a big home run!” Jyushimatsu yelled swinging an invisible bat to demonstrate his point. Karamatsu smiled at that, out of his brothers Jyushimatsu always seemed to be the one to show his love and affection to his brothers in a healthier fashion even if it was riddled with his superhuman abilities and baseball metaphors.
“That sounds lovely~,” Karamatsu says with a smirk. “Come my beloved brother let us sing on the rooftops like songbirds and fill the earth with our sound.”
“Painful.” Came a voice from behind Karamatsu. It was Todomatsu who was texting on his phone standing in the hallway.
“Ah!” Karamatsu gasps. “My precious baby otouto, would you like to come sing with us?” Karamatsu asks unfazed by the others comment.
Todomatsu doesn’t look from his phone as he says, “No.” swiftly and coolly, “And move out of the entry way I’m going out to meet with some girls” He continues annoyed. Karamatsu and Jyushimatsu comply with his request and move aside, allowing Todomatsu to put on his shoes and grab a fashionable pink scarf. Before he goes he turns to his two older brothers and explains, “Remember guys out of all of us that are worthless, I have the best shot to get out of the low-tier to which only the scum of society belongs.” Todomatsu looks at his brother with a serious face, “I’m doing this for all of us, so stay out of my way” he states with a grave tone. “So don’t wait up for me, k~” He says with his usual cat mouth as he cheerfully exits the house leaving behind his brothers in his attempt to enter proper society.
“HIT A HOMERUN TOTTY!” Jyushimatsu yells after his younger brother, and then follows up with “RUN ALL THE BASES!” Before returning his attention to Karamatsu.
“Ah! Mistake!” Karamatsu exclaims as he recalls something. “I should have told him some advice about how to attract the Karamatsu girls.” Jyushimatsu giggles at Karamatsu’s exclamation, and Karamatsu returns his attention to Jyushimatsu. “Shall we get my fingers voice?” Karamatsu boldly smirks, to which Jyushimatsu nods his head violently. The two head to the room they share and open the door. Behind the door in the room held the two brothers that haven’t been seen yet and the fourth son who when Karamatsu opened the door scoffed and folded himself more into his usual corner.
“Welcome back Jyushimatsu,” Osomatsu says pleasantly without looking up from his manga.
“I’M BACK OSOMATSU NII-SAN!” Jyushimatsu energetically yells. Osomatsu rubs under his nose and smiles at his energy.
“Welcome back, but try not to yell so loud,” Choromatsu gently scolds looking up at Jyushimatsu with his mouth in its usual worried frown.
“KAY!” Jyushimatsu yells clearly not taking what Choromatsu said with any concern. Choromatsu sighs lightly and returns to his "job searching" book.
“Dear brothers, has anyone seen my musical tool?” Karamatsu asks his brothers. Osomatsu continues to stare at his manga. Choromatsu looks over at Osomatsu than returns to his book. Ichimatsu does nothing. Ah! They mustn’t have heard me, Karamatsu thinks. “Sorry to disturb my busy brothers with this task of mine, but have you seen my precious people charmer?” Karamatsu tries again. Osomatsu mumbles the word painful, while the other two have no discernable reaction to what Karamatsu has asked. “Ah! You’re absolutely right, it is my responsibility to take care of my tools of persuasion.” Karamatsu exclaims with a dramatic movement. “Plus with this separation my adoration for it will thus grow just as sweet.” The second son finishes his monologue with removing his sunglasses revealing a wistful look in his eyes.
“Check the closet.” Choromatsu sighs. Choromatsu at this point wanted Karamatsu out of the room as quickly as possible that way they could avoid any more painful monologs or metaphors.
“Thank you~ burazza,” Karamatsu says flashing a confident smile as he heads into the closet. Lo’ and behold his guitar case was sitting there, he quickly grabs his guitar out of its case and he and Jyushimatsu head up to the roof.
“So little Jyushimatsu, what would you like me to play?” Karamatsu asks smiling at Jyushimatsu.
“PLAY A HOMERUN NII-SAN!” Jyushimatsu shouts, now that they were outside Jyushimatsu didn’t have to hold back on his volume. Not that he usually did hold back on his volume, but the fact that it didn’t matter provided a sort of relief that made his smile grow even larger (if that was even possible). The blue one looked at him with a slight confusion of what he said but then returned to his confident demeanor and began strumming some chords. Jyushimatsu usually liked to sing along with Karamatsu but today Jyushimatsu just felt like listening to his older brother’s music. Besides it felt like they had been ignoring Karamatsu more than the usual so Jyushimatsu wanted to give him some attention, just like how he enjoyed receiving it from Ichimatsu. So while sitting still was a bit difficult for Jyushimatsu he felt peaceful whenever he listened to Karamatsu on his guitar. There they sat Karamatsu playing the guitar beautifully, and Jyushimatsu listening cheerfully for hours until sunset.
“What is that BEAUTIFUL~ music!” came a mystery voice from the street below the two’s rooftop. “Where is it coming from?” the voice asked. In response to the voice, Jyushimatsu stood up and shouted.
“FROM KARAMATSU NII-SAN” and Karamatsu smirks filled with pride.
“HOW WOULD YOU LIKE A RECORD DEAL?” the voice asked. Karamatsu stands up with surprise and slips off of the roof landing in front a stout man wearing a refined expensive looking suit. The man in the suit looks concerned at how Karamatsu just fell off a roof, however, then focuses on Karamatsu’s attire. Karamatsu currently wearing his signature leather jacket, on top of his face tank top. For the bottom half of his body were his glittery blue pants, and his gold heeled boots.
“I would adore signing,” Karamatsu said as he recovered from falling from the roof. He was already pretty much used to falling off of it at this point, and besides, in comparison to the other brothers' physical abuse of him, it wasn’t anything too bad.
“My name is Takahiro Fukuyama,” Fukuyama said. “I’m a record producer at Akatsuka Production Studios, and I think you could be the talent we’ve been searching for.” Karamatsu was a bit shocked to hear that phrase from someone other than himself but he maintained his composure and says,
“Where do I sign?”
A few days later.
“I wonder what Karamatsu’s been up to these days,” Osomatsu says to a room filled with five NEETS. “It’s a little boring without all of his monologs and expressions.” He says rubbing his finger under his nose.
“Who cares?” Todomatsu states coldly, “He’s gone in the mornings and back late at night, without him around during the day I no longer worry about being seen with him.” Todomatsu scoffs then returns to his phone.
“But without him around Totty, you can’t use him as an excuse for why girls don’t want to date you,” Osomatsu says with a mischievous smile. Totty gives him a glare in return.
“Still, the hours he’s not around you’d think he’s got some kind of life,” Choromatsu states, getting sort of curious about the second oldest’s schedule change as well.
“Jyushimatsu,” Ichimatsu mumbles low. He too being affected with curiosity.
“WHAT IS IT ICHIMATSU NII-SAN?” Jyushimatsu asks bouncing towards him.
“Do you know anything?” Ichimatsu asks. The other three began paying attention to this conversation.
“HMMMMM.” Jyushimatsu thinks with his sleeve covered hand over his chin. “NII-SAN IS A ROCKSTAR NOW.” Jyushimatsu yells.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEHH!?!?!” The others exclaim, except Ichimatsu who stood up suddenly and exited the room.
“Ichimatsu must be pretty pissed, huh?” Osomatsu said after somewhat recovering. “To think that Karamatsu could be successful like this is unbelievable.”
“Well, now you know what we should do?” Todomatsu asked a cat smirk growing on his face, Osomatsu returned in kind.
“Guys, don’t you think we should leave this alone?” Choromatsu asks.
“Oh come on Chorofappski, aren’t you a bit upset that Karamatsu got a job before you?” Todomatsu asked smarmily.
“Don’t call me that!” Chorofa- I mean Choromatsu snapped at him. In truth Choromatsu was jealous, Karamatsu the painful second oldest getting any sort of occupation before the serious hard working third born was somewhat inexcusable. “Let’s go,” Choromatsu mumbled giving into his jealousy. Jyushimatsu laughs along with the other two.
“Ah!” Todomatsu exclaims.
“What is it, Totty?” Osomatsu asks.
“What about Ichimatsu Nii-san?” Todomatsu asks.
“I doubt he’d come, besides we don’t want him to murder Karamatsu, right?” Choromatsu says blatantly.
“True, I suppose” Todomatsu shrugs as he opens his phone to figure out when and where Karamatsu would be performing, luckily tonight at the Nippon Budokan. Todomatsu showed everybody the time and place.
“THE NIPPON BUDOKAN?!” Choromatsu exclaimed, “Are there even tickets left, I mean if it’s tonight it’s already 2 p.m,” Choromatsu asked.
“Oh please, I doubt many people are actually going to be there. If anything it’ll be a bunch of hipsters and some old people.” Todomatsu says confidently. With that, it was determined that the four NEETS in the room were going to go to Karamatsu’s concert. Ichimatsu at this moment in time was already on his way to the stadium with a determined look on his face that is hard to describe what the feelings are behind it were with his eyes half-lidded and mouth covered by a face mask.
At 7 p.m. the four NEETS arrived at the stadium to be shocked into envy witnessing massive crowds of screaming fangirls and some fanboys. There were, of course, those that Todomatsu said were going to be there, they were matching the rest of the younger crowd wearing Karamatsu faced t-shirts and leather jackets some had the exact style of Karamatsu’s sunglasses on if they were truly dedicated fans. Needless to say that this massive crowd of over 30 million with its undying love towards Karamatsu was enough to drive even Jyushimatsu into an immense jealousy.
“I don’t understand what’s wrong with these people!” Todomatsu pouts bitterly, “How can they wear those things in public.”
“Totty, we have the same face right?” Osomatsu asked.
“Uh, yeah?” Todomatsu replies unsure of what it is that Osomatsu has planned.
“Well then,” Osomatsu says with a smirk rubbing his nose, “I’m going in.”
“What are you thinking!?” Choromatsu screeches at him but is too late as Osomatsu bounces up to a group of Karamatsu girls in an attempt to woo them. The girls then proceed to beat the crap out of him leaving him crippled on the ground as they stormed off. “What happened!” Choromatsu asked concerned and confused.
Osomatsu weakly answered, “They said that Karamatsu is a carnivorous carnivore who eats his meat wrapped in more meat to the point that he actually just becomes meat there was no way that I could be him.” Choromatsu simply nodded his head, it made sense Karamatsu did enjoy that persona. Still, though, Choromatsu thought, fangirls are extremely terrifying, his legs were shaking. “Worst of all they called me a pathetic copycat, even though I’m the first born” Osomatsu whined.
“Karamatsu official fan club members meeting over here!” came a familiar and yet strange voice. The NEETS turn to look and they see a sight they couldn’t have been prepared for Ichimatsu decked up in Karamatsu’s clothing and a few extra things that show how deeply a fanboy he was to Karamatsu. Such as a headband with the word Meat on it as well as a giant flag that had a picture of Karamatsu’s face on it and a heart. The voice that Ichimatsu used was very loud especially coming from him and everything about this scenario had the four other NEETS frothing violently from the mouth.
“Can we join the club?” asked two Karamatsu girls excitedly.
“You have to pay the induction fee of 10 bucks,” Ichimatsu stated plainly. The girls rushed through their wallets and found ten bucks each shoving it at Ichimatsu. “Welcome,” Ichimatsu mumbled slightly nervous at the interaction that just occurred. The two girls joined the crowd forming behind him laughing excitedly all the way. Osomatsu perked up at that interaction.
“ICHIMACHUU~” Osomatsu shouted running his way over. Ichimatsu held a frown towards his elder brother who put his arm around his shoulder. “I should have guessed; this is actually about the money right?” Osomatsu smirks rubbing his nose. Ichimatsu shoves him off.
“You’re dead wrong shittymatsu.” Ichimatsu begins with spite, “All of the money that we collect in this club is to support Karamatsu nii-san’s way of living. I would never betray this principal as the founder.” Ichimatsu finishes and stares at Osomatsu’s dumbfounded expression.
“Is it for the girls?” Osomatsu asks trying again to find some sort of logic behind Ichimatsu’s behavior.
“NO,” Ichimatsu says firmly. “I’m a Karamatsu boy, Osomatsu.” Osomatsu collapses on the ground in pain. “NO.” Ichimatsu says firmly. “I’m a Karamatsu boy, Osomatsu.” Osomatsu collapses on the ground as if he’d been struck. “Karamatsu is an amazing being,” Ichimatsu says with a glare before returning to the other Karamatsu girls and boys. What on earth is going on? Osomatsu thinks to himself, before picking himself up and heading over to the other sulking brothers.
“Even Ichimatsu has fallen in line with these people,” Choromatsu states putting his head in his hands. “Has the world finally come to an end!?” He yells exasperated shaking his head.
“ICHIMATSU NII-SAN!!” Jyushimatsu frantically yells, in attempt to bring back the cynical Ichimatsu. But to no avail, Ichimatsu was preoccupied with initiating members and adjusting his clothing in a true Karamatsu fashion.
Suddenly a limo pulls up and out steps Karamatsu, who’s dressed up in his usual perfect fashion and the Karamatsu people go wild but still respect his space since he’s Karamatsu. He’s not the F6 Karamatsu of extreme bishounen looks, he’s the regular M6 version who is still popular with fans from everywhere and the others couldn’t be more pissed off about it.
“KARAMATSUUUUU!” Osomatsu says running up furiously at Karamatsu as the others, except Ichimatsu, follow behind. “How’d you do all this? Brainwashing? HUH? YOU got involved in something fishy didn’t you!?” Osomatsu yelled.
“Buraza~ All I merely did was believe in myself and what I liked which none of you ever did,” Karamatsu said plainly. “My Buraza~ let us not fight like this. Though if you really want a fight,” Karamatsu’s smirk turned into a dark smile that made the Karamatsu people scream with delight, “I suppose I can provide one.” The four NEETS felt shivers down their spines and backed down. “I’m kidding, of course.” Karamatsu said with a light chuckle, “Just because I have a blinding spotlight on me doesn’t mean I become blind to my dearest family. I just wish for the respect that you’ve never cared to show me. And perhaps now my painful fashion isn’t so painful.” With that Karamatsu winks at his brothers and continues his way into the stadium with Ichimatsu and the other Karamatsu boys, and girls following close (but not too close) behind him. Leaving the four NEETS who still felt a bit of jealousy but also now held a sense of understanding of how Karamatsu felt about them and their actions. They were left speechless with the only thought going through each person’s head.
“WHAT THE HELL?”