Hello, my loyal fans! No, I am not dead, and no, I am not just adding on more chapters to my Q&A fic. I'm actually here, coming up with plots. Promise.

So, I recently got into both the GazettE and Dir en Grey, and after reading a few fics and watching a couple interviews, I got the urge to make a nice little Diru fic starring Kyo. Enjoy!

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"I…am not…CUTE!" Kyo yelled out his window for perhaps the tenth time that morning. No one was likely to hear him since he was a good five stories up, at one of the PSC buildings, and it was four in the morning, but he really didn't care. He needed an anger outlet and yelling seemed to be the best one at the present time. "And I'm certainly not kawaii, either!" He said, just for good measure, before slamming the window shut and flopping down on his bed with a sigh.

"Stupid fangirls…" He rolled onto his side, trying to get comfortable. "And their stupid fandoms…" He rolled onto his other side. "And their stupid, incessant screeching of 'just how CUUUUUTE' I am!" He concluded, squirming on the bed angrily and eventually falling off onto the cold floor two feet below. He grumbled some more about "stupid fangirls" before curling up and falling asleep again.

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When Kyo woke up, the sun was beating down harshly, and the sounds of bustling people and car horns dinned outside. Kyo frowned, displeased. What time was it? He moved himself from his previous position on the floor, popping several joints as he did so, and after a quick stretch, stood up and glanced at the clock. It read 10:28 in bright red digital lettering. He blinked, and yawned. Another late morning.

After getting vaguely awake, and partially dressed—a long T-shirt and boxers would have to do—Kyo made his way downstairs to the kitchen. On the way, he bumped into Shinya, nearly pushing the drummer back down the stairs.

"Whoa! Hiya, Kyo." Shinya said, smiling, once he regained his balance.

"Meh." Was Kyo's response. It was way too early to chat. He merely yawned and half walked, half fell down the rest of the stairs. Shinya watched him, shaking his head.

Finally in the kitchen, Kyo started a pot of coffee, and seated himself in a chair in front of the counter as he waited for the black beans to liquefy. He watched the pot, unblinking. Drip, drip, drip. A repetitive cycle that only made Kyo more tired. He felt himself slowly losing consciousness when suddenly a hand slapped his back, startling him back into the present.

"Morning, Kyo!" Die's cheerful voice rang out in the vocalist's ear. "Didn't think you'd ever wake up. I was beginning to worry." He chuckled softly.

"S'nuffin fer you to w'rry 'bout." Kyo drawled sleepily. These late nights and sudden outbursts were really draining him. "Now lemme jus' get mah coffee an' ah be back ta n'rmal." He reached lazily across the counter for the pot of black liquid and took a deep drag from it, not bothering himself with getting up to fetch a cup. He knew it burned his tongue and lips, but he couldn't feel it. Years of self-abuse had taught him that pain was practically non-existent.

Die went around the counter and pulled a mug down from one of the cabinets, then returned, seating himself in the chair beside Kyo. "Share the wealth, eh?" He said, holding the mug out.

Kyo glared at Die, then the white ceramic he held, then back to Die. "…meh." He poured half of what was left into the mug, and then returned to scorching himself awake. Die nodded, a gesture of thanks, and slowly sipped the coffee in silence.

Toshiya ran through the kitchen, giggling, followed by a whining Shinya in what Kyo and Die believed to be a game of tag, then all was quiet. Minutes went by, and between the two men, the coffee was downed. There was an awkward silence, then Kyo spoke up, considerably more sober after his morning caffeine.

"Die…do you think I'm cute?" He asked, staring off somewhere, completely missing Die's quiet choke and the soft pink that had appeared in his cheeks.

"Well, that just depends on what you mean by cute, I guess…" Die trailed off.

"Attractive." Kyo said, unblinkingly.

Die choked again. "Um…well, I…" Die tried to speak clearly and intelligently, but it ended up being embarrassed babble. "I-I guess…maybe…"

Kyo looked at Die out of the corner of his eye. "What's the matter? It's a yes or no question." He noticed Die's blush and frowned, slightly confused.

"Well, it's just that…you are cute." Die saw Kyo start to pout. "But, but, it's a good cute! I mean, if I was gay, I'd do you!" Die cursed at himself in his mind at his analogy, while Kyo stared blankly. "You…you would?" The blonde asked hesitantly.

"Uhhh, y-yeah. Sure. But, that's beside the point." Die said, trying to brush off the subject.

Kyo looked down, and bit his lower lip in thought. "You know" he said, finally, "If I was gay…I'd let you do me." He turned away from Die, refusing to let him see his reddening face.

Die was stunned. He meant what he said as a joke, but it looked like Kyo really meant that.

Another awkward silence took its toll before Toshiya broke it. "Hey, guys! What's up?" He asked, walking up to the counter, Shinya's drumsticks in his back pocket. He looked from Kyo to Die. "You get in a fight, or something?" He grinned.

"No, we didn't." Kyo said, regaining his calm composure. "We were just talking is all." He stood up and walked out of the room, pretending like nothing happened.

Toshiya watched him go, unsure. "Yeah, right. Something's up, I know. I always know. Now what is it, Die-Die?"

"Like Kyo said, we were just talking. Nothing more." Die smiled fakely then got up and followed Kyo, leaving Toshiya alone.

"Lie all you want, Die. I'll eventually find out what's up," Toshiya promised himself before Shinya tackled him from behind.

"Gimme my drumsticks!" He yelled.

An evil smile crept across Toshiya's face. "I will, if you do something for me first…"

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Uh-oh, Toshiya's got that evil look again…that can mean only one thing: SPY TIME!

Toshiya: Oi, I'm glad you didn't mention my teeth in there anywhere.

Shinya: Yup. She knew you'd mention them here in the note.

Toshiya: …dangit!