Kame rolled across the bed, making a sleepy fumble for his ringing mobile phone. “Hello?” he mumbled sleepily, knowing full well who was on the other line.

 
“Good morning, Kame! It’s time to wake up. I’ll bring your breakfast over in 15 minutes, so you better start getting ready,” Taguchi’s sing-song voice came over the line.

 
Kame gave a grunt of acknowledgement and cut the line. Yawning, he padded over to the bathroom to get ready.

 
He had forgotten how or when, but as far as he could remember, Taguchi had made it his mission to wake Kame up every morning and feed him.

 
The hot water felt wonderful on his tired body. With DreamBoys and the constant meetings for the upcoming concert, Kame was exhausted. He was grateful for the 4 hours of sleep he managed to catch the night before.

 
Minutes later, Kame emerged from the bathroom, toweling himself off. Choosing a comfortable T-shirt and ripped jeans, he headed out to the living room.

 
A pile of groceries met him in the kitchen. Kame sifted through the biscuits, cereal and dry foods. A note was found next to the bag of toilet paper and detergent.

 
Kame, I came by last night, but you weren’t home yet. I’ve put the vegetables and meat in the fridge. There are a few bentos in there, you just have to reheat them. Don’t be lazy doing that! I bought you fruits as well. And milk. And I got rid of the beer. You really shouldn’t drink so much! This should last you an entire week. Don’t try to stretch it for two! I’ll bring more groceries again next week. Take care! See you later at the meeting!

Nakamaru (and my Mom says hi)

 
Kame smiled. Trust Maru to mother him. Even his own mother did not overflow his house with food like Maru does regularly.

 
Kame stared at the amount of food and groaned. How the hell was he supposed to eat all of this? He’ll have to smuggle some to Jin, as usual.

 
As he put away the last of the toilet paper, his doorbell rang. Kame ran for the door, but Ran-chan beat him to it. The brown ball of fur yipped at the door, tail wagging.

 
Kame let Junno in, keeping a hold on Ran-chan’s collar. “Hey!”

 
“Coffee, bagels and a reminder from Nakamaru to eat the food in the fridge,” Junno greeted him, grinning from ear to ear and holding Kame’s breakfast up to eye level.

 
Kame made a face, snatching the food away from Junno. “You guys remind me every minute. I’m not senile,” he grumbled, passing a bagel to Junno.

 
Junno shook his head. “I’ve had my breakfast. It’s all for you.”

 
Kame stared incredulously at the taller boy. “How am I supposed to eat half a dozen bagels and drink this grande?”

 
“Koki told us you only had a cup of yoghurt yesterday. You need to replenish your energy.”

 
“Ko~ki!” Kame whined, mentally smacking the rapper. Junno smiled and patted Kame on the head.

 
By the second bagel, Kame had resorted to staring imploringly at Junno with puppy dog eyes. “I can’t eat anymore. I’ll throw up if you keep forcing me~.”

 
Junno sighed, relenting. “Fine, but bring them along, in case you get hungry later.”

 
Kame nodded happily, finishing off his coffee. He checked his watch and gestured to Junno. “Rehearsal’s in 30 minutes. Let’s go.”

 
Junno nodded, making sure the bagels were packed and prodding Kame to take his vitamins.

 
“Stop staring at me. I’m not going to cheat on vitamins!” Kame pouted, throwing a few supplements into his mouth and swallowing.

 
“I just want to be sure you’re healthy. Anyway, if I didn’t watch, Ueda would know somehow and kick my ass later,” Junno winked. Ueda had a sixth sense when it came to the members of the group. They had stopped wondering about that, preferring to chalk it up to the influence of Gackt.

 
A honk sounded as they made their way out of the main door of the apartment complex. Kame waved to Jin, who was sitting in the driver’s seat.

 
Kame hopped into the passenger seat of Jin’s car as Junno got into his own. “Meet you at the Jimusho!” Kame waved to Junno.

 
“Good morning!” Jin said, a hint of sleepiness in his voice. Kame reached over and smoothed down a few wild strands of Jin’s hair. “Did you just wake up 2 minutes ago?”

 
Jin yawned. “Five.”

 
Kame shook his head, a small smile on his face. He ran his fingers through Jin’s hair, trying to tame the wild mane.

 
“Mmmm… You shouldn’t do that. I’ll fall asleep and we’ll crash,” Jin mumbled, keeping his eyes fixed on the road, but leaning closer to Kame’s hand.

 
“Then you should have woken up earlier and combed it,” Kame said, fluffing up the ends of Jin’s hair.

 
“Nope. I like your hands better,” Jin replied, shooting Kame a wink.

 
Kame rolled his eyes. “I can never win these kinds of arguments with you.”

 
“Here. Put that mouth to some use,” Kame teased, shoving a bagel into Jin’s waiting mouth.

 
Kame and Jin met Junno at the lobby of the Jimusho. By then, Jin had his head on Kame’s shoulder and was hugging the younger man from behind. Junno raised an eyebrow when Jin let out a soft snore.

 
Kame gently jabbed Jin in the ribs with his elbow, startling him awake. Jin groaned sleepily, letting Kame drag him into the elevator.

 
‘Don’t U Ever Stop’ greeted them as the elevator doors opened. The dance choreographer, Sanche-san was giving Koki a few pointers in front of the mirror.

 
Ueda and Nakamaru were at the side, going through the dance steps for the chorus. All of them nodded their greetings to the new arrivals.

 
Kame and Jin dropped their bags and began their stretches. Junno strapped on his knee supports and did some light hops.

 
After an hour of hard practices, KAT-TUN dropped to the floor, panting tiredly. “We’ll continue in half an hour,” Sanche-san said, running off to KinKi Kids’ rehearsal room to check on those two.

 
Koki rolled across the room, taking a bottle of water from the basket. He rolled back across the room, handing the bottle to Kame.

 
Kame smiled tiredly, taking the water and gulping a few mouthfuls. Looking back down, Kame smacked Koki’s forehead lightly. The rapper opened his mouth and Kame poured some water into it.

 
Jin frowned from a few feet away. Too tired to walk or talk, he wiggled over and looked at Kame expectantly with his mouth open.

 
Kame rolled his eyes and proceeded to feed Jin some water.

 
“Stop that, the both of you. You have your own bottles. Stop drinking Kame’s,” Ueda reprimanded them.

 
“It’s okay, Tat-chan. I drank enough,” Kame said.

 
“No, it’s not. You’ll get dehydrated. And then you won’t be able to concentrate. Then you’ll get an accident,” Ueda grumbled.

 
Kame raised an eyebrow. “What am I? A walking disaster?”

 
“No, you just don’t take care of yourself enough. Here, have Jin’s water,” Maru said, sending Jin’s water bottle sailing across the room to Kame.

 
Kame caught it easily, as Jin chose to duck and hide behind Kame’s thigh. “I do take care of myself! You just don’t give me the chance to!”

 
Koki grinned at Kame’s pout. “You don’t have to. We’ll take care of you, Kame-chan! You just keep being the baby of the group.”

 
“Not a baby,” Kame pouted even more.

 
“Baby,” Maru said, nodding solemnly.

 
“Am not!”

 
“Definitely a baby.” Ueda grinned wickedly.

 
“Say that again and I’ll… I’ll… I’ll mess up my lyrics and get us all yelled at,” Kame threatened.

 
“No one has ever yelled at us when you forget your lyrics. Jin, however, is a totally different story,” Junno pointed out.

 
“Oi!”

 
Koki gave an amused laugh. “Just let us take care of you, Kame-chan. We want to,” Koki said, looking meaningfully at Kame.

 
“But I just feel like a burden to you,” Kame sighed.

 
Jin hugged Kame’s waist. “Enough of that nonsense. You work so hard for the group. Let us give something back to you.”

 
Kame bit back a sniffle as the others came by and joined in the hug. “Thanks, guys.”

 
“Oi, Junno. Move. You stink!” Jin wrinkled his nose, shoving Junno away.

 
“What?! You stink more than him!” Nakamaru retorted, pulling Jin’s ears.

 
“Will you children please grow up?”

 
“Who died and made you Leader, Ueda? Kame-chan’s our leader!”

 
“Shut up, baldie! You’re just a creepy Kame-stalker!”

 
And so, Sanche-san came back to a rehearsal room of shoving and name-calling AT-TUN. In the middle, Kame sat quietly, a small smile on his face.

*~*~*~*~*~*~ owari ~*~*~*~*~*~*

A/N:dirtypopgurl, was it okay? I know it’s not chibi!Kame, but he gets spoiled rotten by them anyway.

Minna-san, how was this? Fluffy enough?