True Affections
By
Purr_Meow and Aqua
Kyo moaned, his eyes opening slowly. His brain protested by sending another pulsing wave of pain. Now he remembered why he hated to drink. All he could remember of the night before was he and his band mates celebrating their success with their new CD. Needless to say, they had gotten completely plastered. The vocalist couldn't remember past their game of 'Truth or Dare'.
Slowly shifting into a sitting position on Kaoru's couch (that was where he had finally passed out, with his band mates in random parts of the same room) Kyo moaned as a new pain filtered through his body. No way. No fucking way! What the hell could he of done last night to make *that* part of him sore? And with who?!
***
Satisfaction, even the foreboding headache (an entirely too familiar feeling) brought on by the usual hangover couldn't tamper his mood. Die smiled, sighing, images of his beloved vocalist dancing behind his lids; that glare, that frown, that drunken smile, all plagued his memories. He opened his eyes, daring to steal a glance of his new love; curled up into a ball on Kaoru's couch sat the object of his affections... dare he join him? Shinya, whom Die just discovered curled up next to him, stirred in his sleep and lovingly wrapped an arm around Die's legs. Startled, the guitarist's eyes shot from Kyo to Shinya and back, finally resting on the blonde across the room; once again that feeling returned to him, and smiling he closed his eyes. The stiffness returned... rapidly. Die's eyes flashed open and he found himself staring at his slowly growing arousal, shock written all over his face.
Shinya, groaning, turned and faced the guitarist, love imprinted in his smile.
"Are you all right? Die?"
A steady blush spread across the guitarist's face. "Um, I need to go to the bathroom. Um, I'm not feeling too well." Blushing, he ran to the bathroom, abandoning Shinya, as well as attempting to hid his obvious *surprise* from anyone; and upon reaching the bathroom, dashed inside and slammed the door.
***
Kyo blinked when he saw Die run for the bathroom. He saw Shinya blink from where he had been laying, wrapped around the guitarist. Snickering, all while ignoring the irrational pang of jealousy, Kyo stumbled over to the drummer and poked him.
"Did you and Die have fun after the rest of us passed out?" he teased. He'd known of Shinya's like for the guitarist. It was hard to miss, when he felt similarly himself. Although Kyo had always been careful to keep it hidden, he'd fancied Die for a long time. But he knew it would always be one way. Even if Die were interested in guys, he had the beautifully delicate Shinya hanging off of his every action. How could he compete?
Before he could think about it any longer, Kyo felt his stomach lurch and he raced for the bathroom. "Die, get your ass outta there. The vocalist with a hangover is gonna be sick!" he yelled through the closed door. Then, without waiting for a reply, stormed in.
***
Caught entirely by surprise at the yells of the vocalist, Die released his slightly worked and thoroughly swollen member; the openswing of the door barely awarded him enough time to recover and stand up. Realization hit him.... Why was he being so secretive?
But to Die's own embarrassment he found himself losing his footing on the slippery tile floor. Cursing, he felt himself briefly rise off of the floor only to fall flat on his back with a thud.
Almost instantly, the guitarist found himself transforming from the near climax, panting Kyo's name, to the embarrassed and flushed body laying flat *with one acception* on Kaoru's bathroom floor. Pain shooting through his spine, he grunted, but nothing was more painful than the horrid embarrassment he felt now.
***
Kyo stumbled into the room... and promptly tripped on the body he hadn't been expecting to be sprawled out on the floor. His shock over-powering his nausea, Kyo could only yelp as he toppled over.
For a long few moments, Kyo didn't even risk breathing. Although they both had pants on, their naked chests were pressed against each other, hard enough that he could feel Die's nipples against his own .Being shorter, his crotch and aligned with Die's hip. He was very glad for this, considering the hardness pressed against him. It would of gotten him an instant erection and he didn't need that embarrassment on top of everything else! As things were, it was all he could do not to do something embarrassing like moan and start humping Die's side.
However, reality reared its head. Die had come running in here after waking in Shinya's arms. And, worse, was the aching reminder that Kyo had screwed around with someone last night (literally!) and he couldn't even remember who!
"Are you guys all right?" Kaoru questioned, appearing at the doorway.
Toshiya was not long behind him, as usual, and he burst out laughing at the sight before him. "And I thought Shin-chan was obvious. Kyo, even he hasn't thrown himself so completely at Die!"
Mortified, Kyo pushed himself up and glared. "It was an accident. Me and Die? As if! " he exclaimed, hoping they wouldn't see past his anger to the fact that he was flushed and breathing hard.
***
Kaoru's words cut deep, and Die could not help but glare, wishing the other guitarist would leave (all the while ignoring the fact that this was Kaoru's house). The mindnumbing sensation of he and Kyo pressed together for the mere seconds had already hardened him to the point of pain. Regrettably, Kyo pushed himself up and yelled... naturally, it was a common thing and Die was used to it, but not even the accusory words of his bandmates could hurt more than Kyo's words.
A tear threatened to escape his eyes. Kyo meanwhile glaring defensively at the others, he stood next to Kyo (forgetting to put "himself" away prior to).
"Yeah! What are you guys thinking? Me and this annoying, but cute, excuse for a vocalist?" the words slipping unfiltered from the mouth of the hurt guitarist, "Not in a million years." His eyes flooded with tears as he dashed out of the room, hiding his face.
***
Kyo blinked as Die stormed past, not seeing his face. He bit his lip to hold back his own reaction. Luckily, Kaoru and Toshiya were staring after Die and didn't see his near slip into tears. He'd always known he didn't have a chance with the guitar player, but having Die actually articulate it was piercing.
"I gotta pee," he stated, slamming the door on his other two band mates. He then leaned against it, squeezing his eyes shut. Die had hardly been able to wait before running away, so disgusted with the thought of Kyo being attracted to him. How could Toshiya and Kaoru of done such a thing? How could he look Die in the eyes now?
He called me cute... Kyo remembered, but that was probably like a brother. Even that would probably be gone now.
***
Thoughts raced through his mind as his feet glided him down the corridor, tears flowing freely, sobs racking his entire body. Unexpectedly, Shinya stepped into the hallway, startling Die to the point which he slipped and fell on top of the frail drummer. Shinya smiled as Die pressed against him, his heated skin driving Shinya wild as his hands were caught between the two. Shinya's eyes opened and he caught sight of Die's pained expression, instantly dropping any perverted thoughts he was thinking.
Struggling to lift himself, Die felt a soft hand caress his flaming cheek, a reassuring pet that halted his movement. "What's the matter Die? Calm down, I'm here."
The words tore the guitarist apart, caught in an inner turmoil and, frustrated with the resultant *events* of the previous night, he stayed, falling quickly into Shinya's embrace. A soft kiss on his forehead brought him peace and he allowed Shinya to continue, his thoughts far from what the drummer would expect. Kyo... I'm sorry... please take me back... Kyo....
***
Finally composing himself once again, Kyo stepped from the bathroom. Kaoru and Toshiya were gone, but Kyo wanted to let Kaoru know that he was leaving. He needed time to compose himself before practice that evening. Stepping into the living room, Kyo froze.
It was too much. Too much! Running back into the arms of his lover; Kyo felt sick again. The two locked in an embrace. Die, no doubt, trying to erase the imprint of Kyo's body on his own. Perhaps the tears were because he felt disgusted? ashamed? to of been pressed so closely to the vocalist. The same closeness that would burn in Kyo's mind forever, a taunt of what would never would be.
Unable to take the beating to his already low self-esteem, Kyo knew that he had to get out of there.
With no shirt, not even his shoes, Kyo ran from the apartment and to the street below, not noticing the morning chill or the strange looks from other people.
***
Feeling a presence pass by him, he deeply inhaled... he knew that scent, the musky aroma that perfumed his nostrils... Kyo. No longer looking down at Shinya, his gazed followed the exiting Kyo; forcing himself upwards he shakily stood and, after capturing his balance, she pursued the vocalist. Topless, Kyo exited and although Die's thoughts instantly trailed to dragging his tongue across that sweet skin, he knew this was neither the time nor the place. Swiftly tucking his limp *self* away, he chased after the vocalist, the cold nip of the morning biting at his bare skin... forget about the cold and find him!
"Die! Where are you going?" Shinya screamed from the open door towards the rapidly retreating guitarist. But there was no time to reply to the needy drummer, Kyo was out of his sight and he had to find him.
And so he ran, and ran, and ran, every once in a while the name of the vocalist exited his parted lips, coming between pants for breath. "Kyo! Where are you?!" his voice faded to little more than a whisper as he spoke his final plea. "Please, Kyo, come back to me... hold me... embrace me... love me."
Frantically, he stood and raced in the first available direction, North; and then the rain came, at first in short, soft 'pitter patters' but it quickly evolved to violent lashes upon his reddened skin.
"Kyo! Where are you?! Kyo!" she continued to shout, trudging through the rain, searching for his lost love; and he searched until he finally passed out on the street.... "Kyo..."
***
Dammit! He'd been running around in circles!
Soaked through, eyes stinging from the tears he had finally released, and more than just a little cold, Kyo was now out front of Kaoru's apartment building once again. However, the light of Kaoru's livingroom, visible from the building, was out. The other's had left.
Disheartened, Kyo began to walk toward his own apartment. It was too cold to stay outside with the rain coming down in such torrents. Now, with his sadness spent up, Kyo had enough sense to go home. Hopefully, Toshiya wouldn't be there, and he would be able to just crawl into bed and let the entire situation vanish as his dreams came.
"Idiot," he hissed at himself. "You know you'll just dream of him again."
Just as the thought passed through his mind, Kyo spotted a familiar figure laying on the ground.
"Die!" he exclaimed, racing forward. What was he doing so far from Kaoru's apartment? 'And Shinya's arms,' his mind taunted mercilessly.
More concerned for the other than his own self-pity, Kyo raced to Die's side, grimacing when he saw the other had passed out. Unwilling to leave him, Kyo fished out the money from his pockets that he had been saving for his next pack of smokes and called a taxi from the convenience store conveniently across the street.
With the limp, and sure as hell not light, body of his bandmate in his arms, Kyo gave the directions to his apartment.
By the time he reached his door, the day's events had taken their toll, and Kyo was ready to pass out as well. However, for once, common sense came to him and Kyo managed to make it to his room, all but dragging Die with him. They had to get out of their wet clothes, and under warm blankets. Changing would take too much effort.
Instead, Kyo simply stripped them both nude, pulled the blankets over their bodies, and tried his best not to get horny as hell because Die was... naked... in his BED!
Groaning at fate's cruel hand, Kyo rolled onto his stomach, careful not to touch Die's body lest he lose the last of his control. Go to sleep! he ordered himself. Die would never forgive him if he took advantage of this situation.
Even though, his hormones reminded him, you would sure as hell love to take advantage of him!
***
Loosely, Die moaned, his head hurt like a bitch, his temperature soared and yet he was covered in a thickly padded goose-down quilt. What the hell was going on? Throwing the quilt as for off him as he possibly could, he shifted in the soft bed. Again that scent, but this time it was so overwhelmingly strong; and he turned over, inspecting his surroundings and found his eyes drifting over the nude blonde facing away from him. He could not hold back the temptation; that tight ass, the soft skin, maybe mad dilusionary mind making this seem more erotic than it was, but the small vocalist was turning him ON!
In an entirely too obvious manner, Die wrapped a muscular arm around Kyo and pulled him into him closely, feeling every tight muscle of the other's back against him. And in a minute he drifted back into a peaceful sleep.
***
Kyo didn't know about his shift change, wasn't awake to feel his body press against Die's own. However, there was a point in his restless sleep where he calmed, drifted, relaxed, and fell into the best sleep of his life.
Waking up, however, was a completely different experience.
Slowly drifting into consciousness, Kyo moaned loudly. He was so warm and comfortable that he didn't want to wake up. He'd been having one of the best dreams of his life. It had begun the same was so many of his dreams did. A concert. However, everyone quickly disappeared once Kyo had thrown Die's guitar to the ground and begun to rip off his clothing. Sometimes he was on top, sometimes Die was. This time was Die's turn, and he remembered flashes of the other's face and body, driving him to the brink as Die screamed his name as he climaxed.
However, this time, Die held him afterward, his arms and body wrapped around Kyo's smaller form.
However, as he woke up, the sensation didn't fade. With a gasp of realization, that morning's events filtered into his head.
Turning, Kyo saw Die's sleeping face next to his own. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, jumping in shock. Tangled in the blankets, his sudden movement sent Kyo crashing to the floor. The loss of Die's warm body against his skin chilled him, but all Kyo could do was stare at the naked... very nekkid... and oh-so-fucking hot guitar player.
"I won't get aroused, I won't get aroused," he chanted to himself. To no avail. He just hoped Die wouldn't wake up quite yet!
***
Die shifted, the warmth of the vocalist left him and he plunged deeper into a confusing nightmare; thankfully a loud crash startled him out of his sleep. He opened his eyes, disoriented at first, and searching the room for any cause for the noise. The thick mop of tangled blonde hair almost instantly caught his eye, and held it; he stared deeply at the vocalist, eyes locked, and smiled. Shaken, the smaller of the two enchanted the larger and he couldn't help but smile; Kyo was naked, as he was when Die drifted off, but now he had the most tempting expression on his face.
Kyo was chanting softly, and once Die discovered his words he had to expand all of his strength to keep from laughing his head off. Eyes gaping open, Kyo sat mesmerized and Die could not hold back a girlish giggle (far too girlish for a man of Die's size) and patted the bed next to him.
"Kyo... won't you please join me? It's rather cold up here all alone," huskily whispering, his nipples becoming taunt in arousal and the sheer cold air of the room. "Please, Kyo?" his eyes hooded with thick lashes, "Don't run away again...."
***
Desire shot through him like a wild fire and Kyo's control went flying out of the window. He didn't care what had possessed Die, or what his band members would think, or what Shinya would do to him. He wanted to fuck or be fucked by that sexy figure on his bed. Now!
Just as he stood up, though, the door to his bedroom flew open. "Kyo! There you are! Practice is in an hour. You aren't allowed to sleep - " Toshiya's cheerfully stern exclamation broke off when he saw the other figure in Kyo's bedroom.
"Die? Shinya's been looking for you all day! I knew Kyo was home, but I had no idea you were with him. Oh my God, you're naked! Both of you are! What have you been - wait, nevermind, I don't want to know! But, you're cheating on Shinya with Kyo? When did that happen?"
"Don't misunderstand!" Kyo exclaimed, spinning around to glare at the happily babbling Toshiya. "We were caught in the rain and soaked through. Die passed out! I wasn't going to let him catch pnemonia or something."
Taking a deep breath, Kyo wrapped one of the blankets around his waist, arousal gone, and tossed the other over to Die.
"You can borrow some of my clothes for now. You should get to Shinya. It's obvious how much you care for each other and he is probably worried sick about you," Kyo said to die, not quite able to meet the other's gaze as he left the room. He needed a shower....
***
"Wait, Kyo! It's not what you think! Honestly." Slowly, his words faded into nothing as he realized no one was listening to him. Reluctantly he rose. Why does everyone think I'm in love with Shinya? A frown spread across his face as he slammed the door shut and moved towards the dresser. For a moment, the thought of him in Kyo's clothes amused him, then he thought of being surrounded by that tantalizing aroma all practice, the thought causing him to drool. Pulling open the drawers of the dresser, he fished through until he found a pair of underwear he could perhaps (emphasize on the perhaps) stretch to fit in. Concealing his manhood, he proceeded to find an outfit that would at least fit properly. Finally, he found himself clad in a black knee length pleated skirt and a dress shirt that fit perfectly.
Critically examining his reflection, he eyed the outfit that looked strangely good on him; then he thought of Kyo in these clothes, a blush spread steadily across his face as he battled another erection. Hearing the shower water stop, he swiftly applied blood red lipstick and a thin layer of eye shadow... I'll get him yet!
***
Kyo wrapped the towel around his body but hesitated before leaving the bathroom. Surely Die would be out of his room by now?
Either way, he wasn't going to hide like a coward! Stepping into his bedroom, Kyo froze. The entire purpose of a cold shower was thrown to the floor and stepped on. Thank God he was wearing a large towel! The sight of Die in his clothing was the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life. Those long legs, the muscles visible through the material of a shirt that was just a little too tight. Was he wearing Kyo's boxers too?
The thought made him feel almost dizzy. Man, he had to be some kind of pervert to find the thought of his own underwear a turn on. Of course, said underwear were now encasing a certain part of a certain guitarist.
"Ano," Kyo stuttered out, needing to break from his thoughts as he made his way to his dresser. "Do you remember much of last night after the game of truth or dare? I can't recall a damn thing."
***
Everything was suddenly so clear that it shocked Die. Kyo couldn't remember the *fondness* the two had expressed the night before? A sharp pang of guilt hit Die as he realized that he had taken advantage of the smaller. Should he tell him to what extent, as he rubbed his sore wrists, they had gone?
"Not really much, we played a game of spin the bottle and...." he trailed off, his face a bright pink as he considered what to say. "Um... not to sound off topic but - " he began as the door flew open and an angry Toshiya burst in.
"Hurry up! There is less than fifteen minutes to practice and... by the way, nice outfit Die... you are doddling around. Let's go! Now!" And with no further discussion, Toshiya grabbed both by the wrists and yanked them out the door, on their way to practice.
===(later)===
Die spent the entire practice distracted, his playing was a little off as a result, as he watched Kyo sway back and forth, singing a few feet away from him. He could feel Shinya's eyes burrowing deep into him from behind and he had to try his hardest to ignore the intense glare. What would he tell Kyo? They had done more than Die had ever dreamed about and then some, but he just couldn't bring himself to tell the vocalist.
***
Kyo sang with his usual fierce gusto, trying to hide the confusion he was feeling. Die had been hesitating with his reply, and Kyo was almost afraid. Did the guitar player know who he'd slept with last night? God, he could only imagine the type of trouble it would cause if it had been either Toshiya or Kaoru. Or Shinya, for that matter! Maybe that was why the drummer was so pensive now? Everything was screwed up! He would never drink again.
Needless to say, practice was tense. Kyo began to miss his cues more and more as he thought. Die was playing badly, and even Shinya missed a lot of his tempo. Would things ever go back to normal? Not that it was so great... but at least then Kyo wouldn't be plagued with the memory of Die's body against his own, the knowledge that Kyo could never have him, or the fact that he had lost his anal virginity and didn't even know to who.
It seemed to take forever before Kaoru called a break, and Kyo immediately escaped outside for a smoke.
***
Right now a smoke seemed like a pretty good idea, but Die had no clue what he would say so he resisted the ever increasing urge. It only took a few seconds before Shinya had claimed his left arm for his own, glaring at Kyo as he exited.
"Oh Die, I was so worried about you, what ever possessed you to leave I will never know, but you're safe now, and you'll never leave me, ne?" Shinya gleefully exclaimed as his grip tightened on Die's arm.
Lost in thought he yet again found himself debating the urge to instantly tell Kyo that he had fucked his brains out. But what if Kyo had no real interest in him, like what he said in the bathroom. His hopes died with the memory and a frown appeared across his face.
Kaoru and Toshiya were indiscreetly displaying their affections for each other on the small couch provided, and Shinya gripped his arm tighter.
"Ne, Die? Why have you been avoiding your love lately?" Shinya beckoned. "You know he loves you with all of his heart." He snuggled closer to Die and fluttered his lashes at the taller man.
"Right! Oh, thank you, Shinya! I'll tell him I love him and how I could not live without him, even for a second!" Shinya blushed madly and turned Die to face him... the door to the studio swung open... and leapt upwards planting a strong, deep, passionate kiss on those succulent lips.
Kyo froze, his pack and lighter falling to the floor, unheard by his ears. So, Die flirting with him when they'd woken had simply been a farce. Convenient for him, a willing body to screw when he'd wanted it and Shinya hadn't been around. Die hadn't actually been the least bit attracted at all.
He wasn't surprised. But it still hurt so deeply to see the person he secretly loved locked in such a passionate kiss with someone else. Kyo felt his heart break, finally, for the last time. Now he knew it was completely hopeless. Die wouldn't ever look his way, not in the manner Kyo wanted him to.
Feeling tears threaten, Kyo cursed himself. What was wrong with him? So what if Die didn't care about him? He was the vocalist from Dir en Grey! 'Warumono!' HE wasn't supposed to cry like some heart sick teenage shoujo star!
Forcing his upset back, but knowing he wouldn't be able to be around Shinya and Die much longer without breaking down completely, Kyo picked his things up and walked over to Kaoru and Toshiya.
Luckily, no clothing had been removed yet and Kyo was able to catch Kaoru's attention. "I'm not feeling too good, Kaoru. Why don't you guys work on the instruments and I'll see you at practice tomorrow?" he suggested.
Kaoru was about to reply quickly, and certainly with a 'no', but something in Kyo's expression must have changed his mind. Wordlessly, he exchanged a look with Toshiya before nodding.
Grateful, Kyo was out the door only a few moments later, trying to banish the sight of Die and Shinya lip-locking from his mind.
***
Forcing the ever urgent Shinya off of him was a task, but he finally was able to free himself from him, and gasping, he turned toward Toshiya and Kaoru who had ceased their explorations and were standing.
"Well, let's get started, ne?" Kaoru ordered, his voice betraying the slightest hint of concern.
"What about Kyo? He hasn't come back yet," Die interjected, insisting that practice must not recommence until the small vocalist had returned.
"He wasn't feeling good, but neither you nor Shinya would have noticed with the way you were going at it, so he went home." The reply held no subtly and Die's jaw dropped. Shinya merely blushed and pulled himself closer to Die.
Annoyance crept up inside of Die and it threatened to overflow and burst from him, anger overcoming reason. He pulled away from Shinya, angry at him for taking such liberty with him; they all insisted that he and Shinya were together, but there not! Was it no obvious who he loved?
Taking a step towards the door, Die prepared to leave, to truly tell Kyo what had happened, when a strong hand caught a hold of his arm.
"If you leave this room, I will have to kick you out of the band," Kaoru ordered. "It seems as though you have been the cause of the recent confusion and unless you quit it now, Dir en Grey will have only one guitarist."
Every jaw in the room hit the floor, Die was speechless, how could Kaoru have been so cold? When he suddenly realized that Toshiya must have misinterpreted his affections and relayed all of them to Kaoru. All Die could do was accept it and hope that he would get the chance and courage to confront Kyo later.
***
Kyo stepped into his bedroom and froze when he saw the pants and boxers he had removed from Die's body earlier. Unwillingly, he remembered the sight of the guitarist's nude form, the silken texture of his skin. Die's body was firm with muscle, but sleek, and holding just enough chubbiness to make him adorable. His skin had been so warm after all that time in the cold rain, and had felt like velvet under Kyo's fingers. He recalled how well their bodies had fit together in those moments before he had panicked.
Closing his eyes, Kyo moaned as his pants suddenly became very uncomfortable. God, just thinking of him was enough to get the vocalist hot. His hand trailed to his groin, and he'd just begun to unbutton his pants when the image of Shinya and Die locked in a passionate embrace came to his mind. Not just kissing, but fucking and moaning and holding each other just as Die had held him (so falsely!) that afternoon as he'd woken.
His desire killed with the image, Kyo sighed, removed his clothing in a mechanical fashion, and fell into bed. He was asleep almost instantly, but his dreams were not pleasant.
***
Attempting to play, Die felt the words of Kaoru's threat restrain him, but he needed to talk to Kyo, to tell him how much he loved and needed him; half of the practice Die found himself literally holding himself back, preventing his escape from the invisible prison. He had almost had enough of Shinya, resisting the urge to turn and throw his guitar at the arrogant drummer, but he would have his revenge eventually. The minutes stretched on, each second filled with agony; to lighten the mood he remembered Kyo as he was in the morning: hair messy, flat on his ass on the ground, eyes wide open, and an erection tempting enough that it made him want to pounce on that imaginary image.
Kaoru had purposely extended the practice to test Die's patience, the red head slowly but surely wearing down his ability to even stand. Finally Kaoru canceled practice, no matter how hard they tried the sound only worsened, and at this point in time they could use a break and he could use some time alone with Totchi.
"Okay, that's enough, I'll see you all tomorrow," Kaoru stated.
Instantly, Die's expression changed as he unplugged his guitar from the amplifier and ran out of the studio. The payphone beckoned to him and he settled, dialing his loves' number as if by reflex. When the answering machine picked up he quickly blurted out his request. "Kyo, this is Die. I need to talk to you, will you please meet me at the base of the Tokyo Tower tonight at six? Thanks for listening and I'll see you there, Ja."
He concluded and glanced at his watch. He had an hour and a half to prepare himself and to get to the tower; his mind hoping that Kyo would respond to his desperate request.
***
Jolted awake by the sound of the phone, Kyo blearily looked around his room. He'd fallen asleep, and it was already close to five in the evening. Was it still Monday?
He grumbled to himself, but decided that whoever had called was more important than the tangle of unpleasant images that had been in his head a few moments before. Still a little reluctant, Kyo got out of bed, pulled on his boxers, and made his way to the living room.
As Die's voice filled the room from the answering machine, Kyo's eyes went wide. Before even realizing what he was doing, Kyo had showered, styled his hair, done his make up and pulled out his most sexy outfit that could still pass as casual.
Halfway through fastening a sheer dress shirt that would float loosely over his tight leather pants, Kyo paused. He had ten more minutes until he would have to leave or be late. What could Die want to talk to him about? At the same time, why had he raced to look his best, his heart pounding, when he knew it was just wishful thinking on his part? Cursing, Kyo finished fastening his shirt and grabbed his keys.
He would go to see Die, even if it meant having his heart broken further. He couldn't deny the guitarist anything. Die could tell him to jump from Tokyo Tower once he got there and, hell, he would do it if it would make Die happy..
Needless to say, Kyo was a basket case of nerves, with hope in his system that refused to be squelched, when he was waiting for Die, ten minutes before six. He appeared casual enough, leaning against one of the walls with a cigarette poised between his lips. But, inside, he could only wonder again and again what Die wanted to tell him.
***
Six o' three. "Shit!" Die yelled, glancing at his watch, running as fast as his legs would carry him. He had planned on getting the rose and being early, but who the hell knew how hard it was to get a hold of an ink black rose. Carrying the rose, delicately wrapped, he ran, coming ever closer to his destination; the pleats of his skirt encircled him, and also provided a feminine grace to the otherwise bulky guitarist.
Arriving mere minutes late, and panting his lungs out, his eyes scanned the crowded block. Kyo was leaning on a pillar to the far left, thank god he came, and looking sexier than ever. His tight pants accented the vocalist's legs, defining every muscle as well as that ever so desirable *attribute*, and the translucent shirt barely exposed his firmly muscled chest and abdomen; the sight causing Die's nipples to instantly harden and bud, as well as tenting his/Kyo's shirt.
Step by step he approached his goal, gulping down his cowardice, and walked with the rose carefully behind his back. Eye contact was finally made, questioning and curiosity decorating Kyo's eyes; the space between them less than a foot between the two.
"Kyo, don't say anything. I have to get this out," Die requested, fear tainting his accumulated courage.
"I have no clue why you and the others think that Shinya and I are lovers. I have no interest in him. My heart belongs to another..." Die swallowed his fear, "Kyo... I like you... a lot! NO! I love you!" The heavy burden instantly lifted itself from his chest. "I would be honored if you would take this rose, the second most beautiful thing in he world, and become my love." Kneeling down, he presented the rose and bowed his head. Please let him say yes....
***
Kyo was in shock. It was hard to breathe and he felt for sure his eyes would pop out of his head. Closing his mouth after it had fallen open, all he could do was stare at the guitarist kneeling before him. His hand shaking, he took the beautiful flower and gazed at it. Die loved him?! All this time that he had been tearing himself apart inside, Die had actually cared for him?
"Diesuke," he murmured, uncertain what to say in return.
Suddenly, Kyo felt himself flying forward, his arms wrapping around Die's neck as he kissed him. Finally kissed him! He was perhaps a little violent with the kiss, his first kiss with Die, but a frantic need had come over him.
"Really? You love me? But what about Shinya. And I... you know what happened during the party last night. The part I can't remember. Aren't you disgusted with me?" he exclaimed, then moaned and eagerly pressed his heated body against Die's own. "I've loved you for a long time. So long. I can't really remember when it first happened. But you were always so cool, so bold and perfect that I didn't think you would ever want me. And now... how could you love someone that got drunk and let someone fuck him?"
His torrent of words finally ending, Kyo looked up at Die's eyes, half expecting to wake up or have this wonderful dream twist in some way.
***
Wrapping his arms around the vocalist's neck, he plunged in for another kiss, claiming his prize greedily. Hands frantically found their way underneath the thin sheet of fabric of Kyo's shirt and toyed with his nipples until he was taunt and was melting into Die's embrace. Feeling the sudden urge to confess, Die spoke.
"I finally have you back, it seems as though it were only yesterday when we last made love... but every second away from you has been painful. I will not lie to you any longer. I'm proud to say that I was your first."
Smiling, Die ran a trail of kisses down Kyo's neck, only stopping to quietly mutter, "If you like, because you don't remember, we can re-enact your first... but this time go easy on the bondage, okay?!" Reclaiming his love's lips, he kissed them tenderly, relishing in his new life and love....
"Ai shiteru, Kyo-chan."
***
"Don't call me Kyo-chan!" Kyo yelled and, ignoring the looks of the Tokyo Tower sight seers, promptly bit his lover.
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