Hey all, happy Valentines... kinda late but...
please vote on the poll in my profile! It's to see if i should write a sequel to Lost Memories
enjoy, oh, and watch out for that 'F' word o.O
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"It's time to go out boys!" Saiga shooed the last customer out of the store, soon after switching the Open sign to Closed.
"Out?" Kazahaya looked skeptical, counting the remaining stock that was looking a little low.
"C'mon Kazahaya!" Saiga came over to swing an arm around his shoulders, causing Kazahaya to stumble a bit. "Don't you know what day it is?"
"...The fourteenth?"
Saiga frowned
"It's Valentines day." Kakei's soft voice startled Kazahaya.
"What's that?" If it was a holiday, Kazahaya wouldn't know.
"It's a day to celebrate love, and who you're sharing it with." On cue, Saiga let the weight of his arm over Kazahaya off to let it fall over Kakei's waist. Rikuo came into the scene then, apron off, already prepared to leave.
"Really, haven't you noticed the decorations?" Kakei smiled obviously.
"Yeah, you even helped put them up." Rikuo chimed in, smirking.
Kazahaya scowled, turning away from the center of attention to put his apron away.
"Dress warmly boys." Kakei's voice sounded behind Kazahaya. "It's rather cold out."
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"Aren't you a little to old to be attending a dance?" Kazahaya yelled over the music, directing the question more at Saiga. "Someone might throw you out cause you look like a kidnapper."
"What?" Saiga yelled back, smiling. His teeth glowed in the black light.
"Have fun boys!" Kakei yelled, as Saiga dragged him away. They looked a lot younger, like this.
"Five bucks Saiga dances with the wrong dude." Kazahaya slouched back, noticing Saiga hadn't taken off his sunglasses when they discarded their coats.
"Ten says he'll fall on his face." Rikuo played along.
"Deal."
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Twenty minutes into it, Kazahaya and Rikuo were still sitting in the chairs, sometimes alternating to the bar, but finding that they weren't thirsty.
Rikuo slouched in his chair, hands stuffed in jean pockets and legs spread out in front of him. A perfect invitation to the girls staring, too shy to ask him to dance.
Kazahaya sat forward, next to Rikuo. His hands cupped under his chin, propped up by his elbows on his knees. Rikuo sometimes glanced sideways to watch him move his head back and forth, or mouthing along with the music.
Kakei and Saiga had disappeared from the dance floor ten minutes ago, after much grinding and swaying,
Rikuo waited until a slow song hit to speak in a normal tone.
"Wanna dance?"
Kazahaya moved oddly when he was surprised. He stuttered, brought his hands down to clamp them on his knees, and quickly look back and forth, wondering if anyone had heard Rikuo.
"I-thats-I-No!" Kazahaya looked at Rikuo, who had an "Oh, please" look.
"We're two guys." Kazahaya whispered loudly. Rikuo rolled his eyes.
"Those are two girls." Rikuo jerked his thumb in the direction of the two girls, no younger than himself, making out whilst upright, in the middle of the room.
It took Rikuo to wave his hand over Kazahaya's eyes to make him stop staring, jaw drop and everything.
"Well?" Rikuo got his attention.
"I don't think so." Kazahaya fiddled with his fingers.
Rikuo sighed, sitting back in his seat.
Kazahaya kept his eyes in his lap, when he noticed a pair of skinny legs standing in front of Rikuo.
"Would you like to dance?" The girl held her hand out, as if offering a hand shake.
Rikuo looked over at Kazahaya, then back at the girl, stood up without a word, and followed her to a vacant spot on the floor.
Kazahaya watched them go. They were still within eye range when they stopped walking. The soft song was still going. Rikuo acted like he'd done this before. He took her left hand in his right, her other over his shoulder, and his left on her waist. She smiled and, although it was dark, Kazahaya could see how pretty she was. Girls around her smiled too, as if they were proud of her being brave enough to dance with this strange boy.
Both of them soon got tired of the formalities, as Rikuo dropped his right hand to meet the other around her waist, the girl doing the same on his shoulders. Rikuo looked down on her with an expression that made a twinge in Kazahaya's stomach.
"What's with that?" Kazahaya mumbled to himself, crossing his arms and legs.
"Kazahaya?"
He turned to see Kakei standing over him. He looked disheveled, the flush on his cheeks even apparent in the flashing lights.
"Where's Rikuo?"
"Dancing."
"Oh!" He looked around for a moment, then looking back at Kazahaya. "Why aren't you?"
Kazahaya felt himself shrug.
Kakei smiled warmly, and suck his hand in his pocket, fishing for something.
He pulled out a bill.
"Why don't you go to the vending machine and buy Rikuo something?"
"Why should I?" Kazahaya yelled unintentionally, the slow song had begun to end, the heavy bass of a hip hop song beginning. Kakei's smile remained, extending his hand with the money.
"Because it's Valentines day, and you should get him a gift."
Kazahaya sighed, looking back over at Rikuo, who looked a little awkward trying to move to the beat.
"Whatever." Kazahaya grumbled, taking the money from Kakei's hand.
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"Can you dance?" Rikuo yelled in Kazahaya's ear to be heard over the treble.
"Doesn't matter." Kazahaya had a huge grin on. "Anyone can dance when they stand next to you!"
A collective of girls busted into laughter, so did Kazahaya.
Once Kazahaya saw Rikuo becoming surrounded by three other girls, he couldn't take it any longer. He got up and marched straight into the pit.
Kazahaya started getting into it, his arms either at his side, or above his head. Rikuo decided this was a new hobby of his; watching Kazahaya dance. All he did was move. He laughed when the strobe light flashed on, blinking fast enough to get a seizure, Kazahaya flailing his whole body to the floor, making it look like slow motion against the erratic blinking. The girls cheered, they thought Kazahaya was a hoot.
Kazahaya got back up to stare at Rikuo, eyes dancing. He was smiling, blond hair wet at his forehead and neck from sweat. He said something Rikuo didn't pick up, but suddenly had Kazahaya's hands on his shoulders, pushing him down and up with him, trying to get him to bounce with the music. Rikuo complied, bobbing his head as well. They laughed at each other when they realized how silly they must look.
"I'm having so much fun!" Kazahaya screamed at Rikuo.
"I can tell." Rikuo hollered back, laughing again.
This was definitely the most Kazahaya had seen Rikuo smile, not smirk or grin. He stared intently at Rikuo, committing the smile to memory.
He felt Rikuo swaying under his hands, and without warning, grabbed Kazahaya by the waist, pulling him against his body. The song was slowing down, Kazahaya realized with horror. He tried to push Rikuo off, with no success.
"Rikuo, what are you doing?!"
"Just go with it." His tone was still light.
Kazahaya figured he didn't have a choice, and just kept his eyes down. He felt Rikuo's belt buckle sliding against his tummy.
"No one's staring." Rikuo whispered in Kazahaya's ear after a while.
Kazahaya still felt weird. He was hotter than ever, now against Rikuo. He lifted his lashes slightly to scan the area. Many were mimicking their pose, others were... eugh.
Kazahaya looked at Rikuo's bare neck, sweat sliding down. He timidly brought his hands up around Rikuo's neck, his forehead now touching Rikuo's chin. They swayed awkwardly back and forth.
"What was with that girl?" Kazahaya heard himself blurt out. This position reminded him of it.
"Why do you care?" Rikuo's breath brushed past his bangs.
Yes, why do I care? Kazahaya thought, and proceeded to shut the hell up.
"I'm having more fun now anyway."
Oh, really? Kazahaya rolled his eyes. Rikuo pulled him close, wrapping his arms all the around his waist, forcing Kazahaya to nuzzle up under his chin, which was now resting atop his head.
"What are you doing?" Kazahaya's breath ricocheted off Rikuo's neck to sting his eyes.
"Shh." Kazahaya barely heard it.
A bead of sweat trailed down Rikuo's tan neck, stopping at Kazahaya's nose. He was suddenly over come with the urge to lick it... See what Rikuo's skin tasted like. Kazahaya pressed his lips to the base of Rikuo's throat, opening his mouth slightly, but enough.
Rikuo shivered, and it wasn't slight; it made Kazahaya jump.
"Don't do that again." Rikuo's voice was thick, Kazahaya could only nod.
But he wanted to do it again. That jolt from Rikuo had him curious. He brought his arms down from his neck, to hold Rikuo to him, like a hug.
The song switched, it was heavy rock, the electric guitar stinging Kazahaya's ears. He automatically recognized the song as Dir en Grey's Garbage.
They hadn't moved from their swaying, possibly because Rikuo wanted to try out this new position that Kazahaya offered.
But Kazahaya had other plans. He brought his lips to the same place as before, opening his mouth against the flesh, trailing a small line with the tip of his tongue.
"God!" Rikuo broke them apart, taking Kazahaya by the wrist and dragging them into the light of the bathroom.
Somehow it was sweet, though it tasted more like salt, Kazahaya decided, while he was left at the bathroom door to watch Rikuo turn on a faucet and splash water on his face.
Rikuo didn't look at his reflection in the mirror, he would see Kazahaya looking at him from across the room.
He finally turned the faucet off with a squeak. Rikuo checked the three stalls before stomping over to Kazahaya, the palms of his hands smashing against the wall, on either side of the terrified boys head.
"Are you trying to tell me something?" Rikuo's voice was husky, and so annoyingly sexy.
Kazahaya pondered the question. Wait, what was he talking about?
"What do you mean? I didn't say anything."
Rikuo shook his head, smiling. Kazahaya wondered if he was bi-polar.
"What you did back there, in the dance."
"What did I do?"
Rikuo groaned. "You licked me."
Kazahaya flushed. "I did not!"
"Well, somebody did, and you were the only one within the vicinity of my neck."
Kazahaya turned his head sideways, looking at the door, expecting someone to walk in and get the wrong idea.
Right, need to wrap this up.
"I don't know what you're talking about, but whatever happened, it's your fault; you started it." Kazahaya tried to slip under his arm, but Rikuo snagged him by the shirt collar, thrusting him back against the wall.
"Ow." Kazahaya glared at Rikuo.
"Explain yourself." Rikuo glared back.
"Fuck off Rikuo!" Kazahaya pushed Rikuo back, earning him a deathly glare.
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The tension between Kazahaya and Rikuo was palpable. The car ride back was silent.
Kazahaya laid on his bed, head propped up on his pillow. Something was making him uncomfortable. Kazahaya ran his hand under him, fingertips grazing a lump in his back pocket. Pulling it out, he examined the Hershey's chocolate bar, groaning.
Rikuo walked in, frowning. Kazahaya watched him strip off his shirt, getting a clean one out of the dresser.
"Oh yeah." Kazahaya called out before Rikuo reached the bathroom. "I got you a Valentines gift." he tossed the chocolate on Rikuo's bed.
Kazahaya noticed that Rikuo paused, looking at the gift, but payed no mind. He rolled over to his back was to Rikuo.
Rikuo picked up the bar, noticing right away that it was too soft.
"I didn't get you a gift." Rikuo's tone was thoughtful.
"Yeah, well, it wouldn't be the first time." Kazahaya grumbled.
Rikuo dropped the shirt on the bed, taking a seat next to it.
"I'll split it with you." Rikuo waved the candy bar in Kazahaya's direction, who didn't see.
"Yeah right."
"Get over yourself." Rikuo nudged his butt with his bare foot.
"Hey!" Kazahaya rolled over, to a sitting position, facing Rikuo, who was unwrapping the plastic from the chocolate.
"Here." Rikuo ripped off a piece, the chocolate sliding around in his fingers like wet soap.
Kazahaya glared at the treat.
After a moment, Rikuo stuck the square in his own mouth, resistance was futile.
Rikuo licked his fingers clean. "Sure you don't want some? I'm trying to be nice here."
Kazahaya wavered.
Rikuo grabbed the shirt next to him, and threw it at Kazahaya's head.
"What's your problem?!" Kazahaya ripped the shirt off, throwing it back.
"Want some chocolate, Kazahaya?" Rikuo asked again, waving it like a taunt.
Kazahaya licked his bottom lip. He rubbed the palm of his hand against his forehead.
"You're trying to trick me."
"Would I do that?" Rikuo smirked. "I'm just trying to help you out."
"How so?!" Kazahaya tried to fight against Rikuo's freaky chocolate fetish that was invading his brain.
"You're such a freak... you and your chocolate." Kazahaya grumbled, the emotion was winning, he knew it wouldn't go away until he ate the candy.
"C'mon, Kazahaya." Taunting again.
"Just hand it over." Kazahaya whined, fidgeting where he sat. Rikuo tore off another piece, extending it to Kazahaya, who made a grab for it.
Right when Rikuo pulled it back.
"Stop it."
"You want it?" Rikuo had a sinister look in his eyes. "come and get it."
Rikuo pulled his hand in to stick the chocolate in his mouth, when Kazahaya grabbed his hand, and surrounded his whole mouth on it.
Rikuo watched this with shock, wondering if he could ever act that way because of chocolate.
When the licking and sucking stopped, Kazahaya's eyes met Rikuo's, and the answer was obvious.
Yes, he could.
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to be continued...?
i dunno, i wonder if you guys get sick of me stopping right at the climax. If anyone wishes for me to continue this scene in a next chapter... well, i'll do it. But i'm not too hot with make-out scenes, but i'll try my best. -reads smut novels-
BTW, if i do end up writing a sequel to Lost Memories, Kazahaya and Rikuo would already be a couple, just so ya know.