A/N: W00TAGE! I'M GOIN' TA ANIME BOSTON 2007! YAYNESS!! Now that that's out of the way, I'll talk about the story!
Well, for those of you who don't know, this story is a continuation/spinoff/connected idea/ whatever you want to call it of my other Gravitation fic, "Bad Luck Birthday". That fic centers around Yuki and Shu, and about half way in, I found this strange obsession for HiroxK. So I look in the Gravi section, and there was only like, two pages of stories for them.
So now, I'm ADDING to those two pages for HiroxK lovers everywhere! And if you AREN'T a HiroxK lover (or supporter) then it's my goal by the end of this story to make you one!
Anyway, the more important business. I don't feel like putting a summary of the other story, but what I will do is when there's a part taken from the other story, I'll explain it. Or, you could make your life easier and just read "Bad Luck Birthday", and check out some of my other stories too...
I'm just sayin'...
Disclaimer: Don't own Gravitation, can't own Gravitation, and never will own Gravitation. There, now that the painful words are done, let's get onto the story!
And, here we go!
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Chapter 1: Strawberry Fields Forever
"Are you serious?!" exclaimed Hiro as he shot up from his comfy bed. He shouted so loud into the phone that Ayaka had to pull the phone away from here ear. She giggled at the guitarist's reaction and said yes.
"Of course I'm serious, Nakano-san! I wouldn't mind spending some of my time in the city with you! I'm coming up from Kyoto in a couple of days, and it would be great to maybe have dinner!"
Hiro couldn't believe what he was hearing! Ayaka was practically begging him to go out on a date with him! He was at a loss for words.
"Nakano-san? Are you still there?" she asked. Hiro recovered quickly from his stupor as he ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah! Um...wow..."
There was a giggle on the other side of the line. "Wow what?"
"I mean...just you coming to see me...wow...and us going out...WOW... it's all just so..."
"Wow?" Ayaka finished. She started to laugh again, and Hiro joined her. "Maybe you can think of some other parts of speech by the time I get there. Alright?"
Hiroshi nodded ecstatically, but then realizing that Ayaka couldn't see him, gave a quick and thrilled "OK!"
An obvious smile in her voice, Ayaka bid Hiroshi farewell as she hung up the phone. Hiroshi couldn't suppress the grin that appeared on his face.
"YES!" he exclaimed, falling back on the bed. He put his hands behind his head and laughed again. Ayaka really wanted to go on a date with him! It was too good to be true!
'I should ask her to stop using my last name though...' he thought. Hiro really wanted her to think of him as more than just another guy, and there was no way the honorifics were helping.
Hiro continued to smile as he started fantasizing about what the day would be like with Ayaka. They could go out for dinner, maybe a movie, and at the end...
...A kiss?
Hiro blushed a little and brought his fingers up to his lips, just brushing them. If they did, it would be his first kiss...
...with a girl that is.
He remembered the incident between him and K, six months before. Trying to break him from his supposed 'coma' Hiro had forced himself to kiss the American. It turns out, K had been faking and had just acted like he was unresponsive to see how Hiro would react. (Obviously, this is a reference to the first story.)
What was supposed to be a little kiss turned into something a little more than Hiro bargained for. He blushed a little as he recalled how K had kissed him so passionately.
Suddenly realizing what he was thinking about, Hiro shook his head vigorously. "Hey!" he said to himself, sitting up again, "I just got the girl of my dreams to go out with me! This is a good moment, and the last thing I need is to ruin it with thoughts of that horny bastard kissing me, no matter how nice it was!"
Hiro mentally slapped himself and did a double take. What had he just said? He looked at the time. It was just past eleven thirty.
"I'm just tired..." he tried to assure himself, "Yeah, that's it...There's no way I could've meant that..."
Right?
Hiro tried to shake the bad thoughts from his mind, attempting to replace them with thoughts of Ayaka as he fell asleep.
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K awoke, more than reluctantly, for the third time that night. He muttered curses under his breath as he sat up. He rubbed his eyes, then looked at the clock. It was three in the morning.
'Damn, I only slept for an hour this time.' He thought.
K got out of bed and started for his kitchen. When he got there, he turned the light on, and he went to the fridge. The cold air that blew past him caused him to shiver as K reached for the small plastic container that held the fruit.
He closed the door and peeled off the top. K sighed as he looked at the contents.
There were only three strawberries left.
"Damn!" he said. He took one of the small red fruits out of the container and bit off the end. This was the fifth strawberry container he'd gone through.
Today.
"I wonder if they drug these things..." K said aloud. This was getting ridiculous! He was going through strawberries like water and he couldn't understand why!
And not to mention the lack of sleep he'd been getting lately! Within the last few weeks, he'd started waking up at all hours of the night craving something.
But he couldn't figure out what!
The first time this craving occurred, he had been satisfied when he put a strawberry in his mouth, but lately, that little band-aid fix wasn't working anymore. Now the cravings were occurring at night too. The strawberries were a substitute taste for something, but K had no clue what it could be.
He'd gone to see a therapist to try and figure out what was wrong with him, and maybe even find out what the mystery flavor he was seeking might be. Unfortunately, the only thing that the therapist could tell him, was that he was craving something that it needed desperately.
Yeah, no shit.
K popped another strawberry in his mouth. This wasn't the only thing that had been weird though. He'd stopped dreaming a long time ago, and when he did, it would always be the same.
He was always looking for someone.
K had no idea who the person was, but all he knew was that the person in his dream was important. The best reason he could come up with for this dream to start happening, was that the person he was looking for was connected to his new craving for fruit, namely strawberries.
He glanced down longingly at the last little piece of fruit, sitting there, all alone with no other friends to comfort it. K looked at the clock in his kitchen.
It was 3:15. He'd probably be up in another hour wanting more.
He sighed and put the lid back on the container and placed it in the fridge. He turned off the light and went back to his room.
As K got himself back into bed, he had a casual thought.
'Maybe...I need to go back to the states for a while...back home...'
Home sickness? Could that be the problem?
K snorted a laugh. He'd never been homesick before, why would he start now?
He closed his eyes and desperately tried to fall back into a deep slumber, knowing it would be interrupted again soon enough.
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The next day at work, K wasn't having anymore luck. He'd temporarily switched from the fruits themselves to some strawberry flavored pocky (A/N: I'm eating pocky right now:D). Of course, he'd bought more than a few boxes.
As he placed a new stick in his mouth to suck on, there was a tap on his shoulder. K turned to see who it was and was greeted by a greedy hand. "You better plan on sharing some of that." Said Kyra, a stern look on her face.
Kyra was sixteen years old, brown hair, brown eyes, and practically K's double in terms of personality (She's from the other story). Ever since the attempt by Kaneda Urashima on Shuichi's life, Tohma had decided to buff up Bad Luck's security.
Thus, Kyra was hired.
K scoffed and handed her a single skinny stick. "Don't eat it all at once now!" He said, grinning a stupid grin as he patted her softly on the head before taking off. Kyra clutched the small stick in her hand and glared.
"You'll regret this later you stingy bastard."
As K made his way upstairs, he ran into one of his favorite familiar faces. "Hey Hiro, you look weird. Did you sleep well?" he asked as Bad Luck's guitarist passed him. Hiro looked back at K and immediately began blushing.
K raised an eyebrow and began to follow Hiro. "Hey man, are you alright?" He reached out to touch Hiroshi's shoulder, but his hand was instantly smacked away.
"I'm fine ok?? Just leave me alone."
K watched as Hiro quickly made his way away. He shoved another stick in his mouth. The little box was now empty. K cursed loudly as he flattened the box and threw it out in a nearby garbage can.
That was the third box.
And it was only 9:30.
'Maybe I really am getting homesick...' he thought. After all, whatever he was in need of, he knew it was something he hadn't had in a long time. And the last time he was in the states was a couple of years ago.
Maybe it was time to go home...
Just as he thought this, K's phones started to ring. He flipped it open and brought it to his ear. "Hey, what's up?" he said, emotionlessly. His tone however, quickly changed when he heard who it was on the other side.
"Judy! What's going..."
He was silenced as he listened to his wife's words.
"I see..." he said. "Alright, I guess I'll see you in the next week."
As he closed the phone and put it back in his pocket, he sighed.
Yep, it was time.
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As he closed the door to the meeting room, Hiro looked back to make sure K hadn't been following him. He sighed when he realized that he was all alone. After all, he was still trying to get over what he'd said to himself the previous night. It seemed, no matter how many times Hiro tried to tell himself that it was just a slip of the tongue, it didn't help.
That, and during the night, his dream was a replay of the kiss between the two of them in Hi-Definition.
The more Hiro thought about it, the more he realized that if Suguru hadn't walked in when he did, he may have actually started to go along with what K had started...
"NO!" he screamed, hitting his head against the wall, "BAD THOUGHTS! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!!"
"Is that anyway to greet your best friend after you haven't seen him for three days?" asked a mysterious voice. Hiro jerked his head around to see Shuichi grinning and waving his hand happily. "Didja miss me?" he asked.
Hiroshi began rubbing his head and smiled along with his friend. "Sorry about that Shuichi...I had a rough night."
"K keep you up all night?" The singer asked playfully. Hiro replied with a blood red face and a loud exclamation of "WHAT?!?!?" Shuichi laughed and hit Hiro in the back.
"Hey hey, I'm just kidding, you know that! Although, I still hold that you two would make a cute couple..."
"I TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES, THAT WAS JUST A JOKE THAT K PLAYED TO GET ME ALONE!!"
Shuichi smiled and raised an eyebrow.
"Ok, that didn't come out right, BUT IT WAS STILL JUST A PLOY!"
They had of course been referring to when K needed to discuss something in private with Hiro, and to get him away from the other members of Bad Luck, he'd pretended to be Hiro's lover. Knowing K's motives, Hiro played along. Of course, Shuichi didn't find out that it was just a joke until much later.
"Ok, I'm sorry, alright? Jeez, don't take it so literally."
Hiro thought it was time for a change of subject. "So, how did things go with Yuki?"
Shuichi's mind completely changed direction (as Hiro had hoped) and he smiled a smile so wide it was almost too big for his face. "HE SAID HE LOVED ME!"
Hiroshi rustled Shuichi's hair. "Really, good for you! How much money did cost you to get him to day that?"
The singer grinned even wider. "IT DIDN'T COST ME ONE SINGLE PIECE OF YEN!!!"
As Shuichi started to ramble on about how the glorious moment had happened, and how they had spent all of the previous day doing absolutely nothing but enjoying each other's company.
Of course, Hiro was barely paying attention. His mind was still focused on a certain American.
As Shuichi finished his story, Suguru walked through the door.
"Shuichi? Good to see that you're back!" Said Suguru. He smiled calmly as the singer turned to him. Still overly excited from his story, Shuichi threw himself onto Suguru.
"SUGURU!! I'M BACK ALRIGHT! AND HAVE I GOT A STORY FOR YOU!!"
"That sounds nice." Said Suguru. He took a seat and continued to grin at Shuichi. Hiro's eye twitched as he watched the newly zen-filled Suguru sit still as Shuichi shook him from excitement from time to time.
"Suguru, buddy, are you feeling alright?" he said. Suguru continued to smile as he turned to Hiroshi.
"Of course I'm fine Hiro. Why do you ask?"
"You just seem more…tolerant…What happened to you?"
Suguru laughed. "What? A guy can't come into work, a totally new out look on life, not letting anything bother him, even his insane co-workers?"
Hiro crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "How many different pills?"
"Seven."
"How many were prescribed?"
"Two."
Hiro laughed. Yeah, Suguru was fine, though he'd defiantly keep his cell close, lest Fujisaki pass out from an overdose. It was at that moment that Hiroshi's phone started to ring.
He picked it up without looking at the ID and put the receiver to his ear. "What's up?" he said.
"Hiro, it's K. Could I talk to you for a minute?"
Hiro froze. Talk about what?
"Yeah…sure…but what about…"
"Leave the other two. I just want to talk to you. Got it?"
His mouth went dry. What the hell did K want to talk about that only concerned Hiro? He quickly regained his composure and told K to meet him outside the NG building.
As Hiro managed to escape the band meeting room, he tried to think about what the hell K could want to talk about? Judging by K's tone it was serious, but nothing had happened recently, right?
Could it be about what happened back in the hospital?
Hiro began to shiver, from fear or pleasure, he didn't know, as he thought out a scenario.
"K, you wanted to talk about something?" Hiro asked timidly. K, who had been facing away from him, spun around on his heel and pushed Hiro against the wall of the building.
"What are you doing?" Hiro asked, a blush making its way across his face. K laughed slyly. He buried his nose into the crook of Hiro's neck.
"Mmmm ii nioi Hiro-chan…"
Hiro blushed even harder. 'Did he just say that I smell nice?'
He let out a soft cry as K started to kiss his neck tenderly. "And you taste even better…" he said.
Hiro looked around and saw that a small crowd was starting to form. He put his hands on K's chest to try and push him away, but his head was still spinning from K's kisses.
"K…people are…" he said between breaths.
K took a moment to look back at the other people watching their little show, and smiled idiotically.
"Hey everyone! Glad you're enjoying the show, but I think it's time that my Hiro-chan and I…"
He brought Hiro forward and brushed his lips against his. "Took this back to my place…"
Hiro's eyes widened. 'Where did he say we were going?!?!?'
The next thing he knew, K had picked him up and was running away, shouting back "Wish me luck everyone!"
Hiro of course, started to shout too. "GET HIM OFF ME!! STOP THE RIDE, I WANNA GET OFF!!!!"
"Hey Hiro, are you sure you're ok?" K asked as Hiro walked out of the NG building. His face was ridden with shock, and he looked like he'd just stepped out of a horror film.
Slowly, Hiro turned his head to see K, who was munching on more strawberry pocky. When K took a step closer, Hiro jumped back, yelling
"I HAVEN'T BATHED IN TWO WEEKS, I SMELL HORRIBLE!"
There was an awkward silence.
"Excuse me?" K said, a little shaken. "Where the hell did that come from?"
Blushing profusely, Hiro turned away and spat "Forget it ok! Just tell me what you wanted to talk about!"
K laughed heartedly and smacked Hiro on the back. "Let's take a walk. Maybe we can buy you some perfume along the way!"
"Shut up."
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After about five minutes of walking in silence (aside from K's occasional snicker or crunching of pocky), Hiro broke the ice. "Well, are you going to tell me or not?"
K's usual goofy face melted away and became very serious. He took the last bite of a pocky stick and gulped hard. Hiro could feel his heart start to beat faster, anticipating the news. It couldn't be about the hospital incident, it just couldn't!
Hiro started to sweat as K kept him in suspense. 'I swear to God, if he tries to kiss me I'll…I'll'
Hiro would cross that bridge when he got to it.
"I'm going to quit being Bad Luck's manager."
See? Of course it wasn't about the hospital scene! There was no way it could be! Without thinking, Hiro suddenly burst out "REALLY? THAT'S GREAT!"
K took a minute to stare at him.
Really registering what K had said, Hiro's face dropped. "Wait…what did you say?"
K laughed. "I'm not going to be your manager anymore. I'm going to quit."
"But why?" Hiro asked. His heart was beating even faster. What on earth could make K want to stop being the manager of Bad Luck?
"My wife called me today, saying that I'm not home often enough due to my job. She said that I have one week to get home, or else we're getting a divorce."
Hiro was awestruck. Was this really happening? "But your wife…she understands your job, doesn't she?"
"Of course she does, but she misses me. Plus, I've been feeling a little funny lately, and I think it's homesickness."
Hiro stepped in front of K. "You think? Either you miss her or you don't, pick one! Don't just go because you think it's the 'moral' thing to do! Do it because you want to!"
Hiro hadn't noticed that he'd started screaming. K watched him carefully, then pushed past him. The guitarist caught up to him.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"Sure."
Another few minutes past. "So why didn't you want to tell this to Suguru or Shuichi?"
"It wasn't that I didn't want to tell them. I wanted you to be the one who told them, that's all."
Hiro gave him a confused look. "Why?"
"Because Shuichi just got back from a vacation with Yuki, which means he's about as active as a gerbil right now, and I saw Suguru swallowing meds like candy this morning. The last thing I need is for him to spontaneously combust or something while I'm breaking the news."
Hiro laughed a little. "So you want him to blow up on me, do you?"
"That's about the size of it, yeah."
Just as they both started to laugh, there was a soft hovering sound that began to close in on them.
"What the hell is that?" asked Hiro. It sounded like a plane, but different. A helicopter maybe? He looked over to K who had a look about him that worried Hiro. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"It's a helicopter. But not just any helicopter, it's the one I gave Kyra when she first got here…"
"Yeah so?"
K turned around and grabbed him. "So, I kinda pissed her off this morning, and I have this strange feeling she's coming to kill me!"
Hiro looked up into the sky trying to find the air borne object, then looked back to K. "There are people on Earth who can do that?"
K growled, and hearing the sound coming ever so nearer, pushed Hiro into a nearby alley. He pushed him down onto a pile of garbage, laying right on top of him.
"K! What the hell are you…" K covered Hiro's mouth and told him to shut up. K covered Hiro with his body and kept his head down. Overhead you could hear the hum of the helicopter, and the screeching of a megaphone.
"K!! COME OUT HERE!" it was Kyra, just like K said. "YOU'VE BOUGHT OUT ALL THE STRAWBERRY POCKY IN THE CITY! SHARE DAMN YOU!!!"
A few seconds passed, and no one did anything.
"Alright Ryuichi, he isn't here. Take her up and let's go look around some more." She said through the megaphone. Ryuichi nodded happily and lifted the chopper into the air.
After the sound lowered to where you almost couldn't hear it, Hiro looked back at K. "What the hell did you…"
He was cut off by K's gaze. Right now it was staring straight into his eyes, a certain wanting in them. Hiro couldn't help but start to blush. "W-what's wrong?" he asked shakily.
K leaned his head down and smelled Hiro's chest. "I never noticed before…you smell amazing…"
"You do realize we're in a pile of garbage, right sicko?" said Hiro, cautiously. He didn't like where this was going… At least, he shouldn't right?
K brought his head back up. "Not the garbage smell. Just your natural smell." He started moving his head closer to Hiro's.
"W-what are you doing?"
"I need to check something." He moved in even farther, his mouth almost covering Hiro's.
'WHAT THE HELL IS HE GOING TO CHECK, WHAT I HAD FOR BREAKFAST???' Hiro screamed in his head. Just as his thought finished, K cupped Hiro's cheek with his hand and pressed his lips against his own.
At first, Hiro though he was going to be the one who spontaneously combusted, but as things got more passionate, he felt himself slip under the older man's spell.
When he finally did pull away, Hiro was blushing, panting, and still a little dizzy. When he opened his eyes, K was licking his lips. "Just as I thought." He smiled to himself.
K lifted himself off of Hiro and started to walk away. Regaining a sense of reason, Hiro shot up and started after him. He threw himself in front of K, demanding an explanation. "What was that about???" he asked. He was still red.
K laughed again and planted another kiss on Hiro's lips. He jumped back. "Stop doing that!" He shouted.
K came forward and handed Hiro a long rectangular box. He looked down at it and it said 'POCKY' in big letters.
"Give that to Kyra, will you? I don't need it anymore. Tell her there's more stashed in the supplies closet on the third floor."
As the American tried to walk away again, Hiro stopped him. "Can you evaluate on that please???" he said, annoyed. K sighed happily and put his hands on Hiro's shoulders, placing his mouth right by Hiro's ear.
"Let's just say….I've satisfied my craving…for now." K said this in such a voice, Hiro was almost certain his legs would give out. Still frozen, K let go of him and walked away.
He licked his lips again happily. 'Just as I thought.' He said to himself again. 'I knew he tasted like strawberries.'
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A/N: Now I know what you're about to say, and my answer is yes, I HEART MY CHEESY CHAPTER ENDING THANK YOU!
Anyway, onto more pressing matters…
First of all, I want to thank the people who read this because they liked my first story. Thanks for sticking with me guys!
And second, I have no idea how long this thing is going to be, though I do have most of the storyline done. However, I always leave room open for suggestions, so if you have an idea, let me know, and I'll see if I can incorporate it (of course I'll also give you credit for it in the beginning of the chapter).
OK, I think I'm done talking now, so let me just leave off by asking for a mere 10 reviews. I'm a review whore (as stated by DemonSaya, check out her stories!)
Please, thank you, and Ja ne!