Murai: And here's another story. Enjoy *smiles*
Rated: T
Theme: Rave Party
Characters: M. Bunta and N. Masaharu
Bunta walked into the place, feeling a little intimidated. It was exremley loud, worse than the girls at school (which is saying something if you ask him) and it hurt his ears. The bright flashing strobe lights and colorful lasers blinded him. Bodies mingled together, moving and dancing. People wore bright clothes and everyone was just happy to be there at the moment.
He shifted his black fishnet shirt and fixed the glowstick necklaces around his neck. It was uncomfortable and he hated the clothing with a passion. In his opinon, men shouldn't wear neon green leather pants and furry legwarmers over platform boots to go to a party.
He walked into the crowd a little more in search of his boyfriend and couldn't find him. A woman walked up with a glass on beer and looked at him with bloodshot eyes. She smirked and drunkenly leaned on his shoulder, her bare torso rubbing up on his chest, making the fishnet rub and producing a weird combination of feeling.
She said something that he couldn't make out over the pounding music, which had turned from an ear ache to intoxicating. He shook his head, pointed to his ear, and waded away through the crowd as best he could. He had to find him. He couldn't take another minute in this place.
He finally found his boyfriend, dancing with a red head out on the dance floor. A different red head than he. Which he should have been dancing with. That whore. The red head, not his precious Masaharu.
He stomped onto the dancefloor and grabbed Masaharu's hand, yanking him out of the building and into the cool autumn air. Bunta looked up at him with sad eyes. Masaharu looked back with glazed over eyes.
"Masa. Why'd you leave me?" Bunta asked, laying his hands softly on the other's bare chest. Masaharu wrapped his arms around the redhead's small waist. He bent down and kissed the smaller's neck.
"I wanted to see if you'd come find me." He bit Bunta's neck, receiving a small moan in reply.
"You left me alone in a rave in which I never wanted to go anyway. Of course I'm going to come find you."
Masaharu stood back up and looked Bunta in the eyes, resting his forhead on the other's.
"I won't do it again. I promise."
"Yes you will. Just don't leave me forever."