This is the Re-Writting of this story. Corrected some Typos, made some descriptions better and added a lot of more intense feelings. (Re-write Publish date: 2/Jul/2014) Cover: drawing made by Bente36, I asked her permission.
WARNING: Male!Tooth, Yaoi, mentions of sexual dreams. this relationship hurts like hell
NORMAL WRITING , JACK POV (and 'Thoughts'), TOOTH POV (and 'Thoughts')
Disclamer: Nope
Ever since I can remember, I always lose my senses when I play.
Today was one of those days, when the sun started to shine at its brightest point, making everything below its path gain color and brightness; on the second floor, upstairs of Hyloo Café on one of its rooms, lying on the bed was a handsome man, and next to him was one girl sleeping. The rays of the sun started to make some contrast with his snow-white skin and his white-albino hair.
Frowning, the boy that stood next to the mattress felt how his temper started to boil, his multicolored bangs gave his profile a shade of irritation, and the rest of his brown hair moved with the movement of his head.
'What am I going to do with this Idiot?'
"Jackson wake up!" he said stomping really hard the side of the bed where Jackson laid near
"Humph!"
Sighing the boy shook again his head."And it's yet another woman" he said with a disapproving tone "I know you're gonna say you're tired and all, but aren't you going fix that?"
Jackson slowly opened his icy-blue eyes, his blurry vision cleared instantly at the sight of the young man before him, he felt how his heart started to accelerate, and to lose its peace he got up leaning on his elbow, covering his mouth while yawning.
"Uh… come on, I had another date" he said defending himself
"Whatever, I'm going to school" said the brown haired boy while collecting his things
"And besides I really want to do something, but you know I can't" said Jack flopping back on the bed
"Man, you're the worst" said again the boy, making his way to the door
Jackson stared at him a little longer, watching the other one's clothes, a green vest with a long sleeved white polo; black pants and some nice black shoes, brown locks cascading down to his neck.
"Well then I'm going, you're playing at the store today, so don't forget okay?" hand near the doorknob, key's going inside his pocket, messenger bag on the right.
"Tooth, Tootheo…"
The boy stopped for a moment
"Do you like my Cello?"
Tooth turned around and sighed silently, before replacing his neutral face with a lovely smile.
"I love it"
There's something I can't say to Tooth
The café was silent, the only sound present was the symphony of the cello performer, his fingers moved smoothly through the chords while his other one slid with the bow, his face changed silently with different sounds, at some moments his eyes were closed with such delicacy and in other ones they opened slightly.
The notes of the piano that accompanied the handsome Cellist were dying slowly, the beautiful sounds that the Cello made were changing tones and levels of perfection.
Tootheo—who kept attending costumers—had to talk in a lower voice to not interrupt the amazing concert.
The tune ended and Jack rose to thank, loud clapping ringing around the place.
"Sexy, just way too sexy" said Tooth with an indifferent face "His playing completely eats up the ladies"
"It does, right?" said Tooth's father "But if anything, whenever Jackson's scheduled to play, there are more female costumers, and that means I get more business!" said Haroom rubbing both of his hands in such a happy manner
He was right; there were a lot of women inside the place. Jack, who was making his way to the bar, stomped with a girl.
"Oh excuse me" she said, sweetness laced with her voice
Jack just looked at her with a neutral and indifferent face
"Such Idiocy" he said while he kept moving
Tooth—of course— was annoyed by Jack's lack of mannerism, and on a quick move he grabbed a chair, twisted it and with a quick 'Thud' he sat on it.
"You know, you're a dick, and I think it's all a little too much, don't you?" he asked with his arms crossed over the back of the chair
"Huh? What is?"
"Your Cello playing, it's getting beyond hot! It wasn't like that before"
That thing I can't say—well, It looks like I'm gonna en up saying it anyway
"Hmm" he grabbed his instrument and with a graceful movement and turned back at Tooth "That's the way you see it?"
"Well! It's because I'm not the only one who sees it that way! That I'm telling you this, I mean…" Tooth became flustered, trying to find the right words to attack Jack with
"You know" Jack said grabbing the Cello by its sides "The Cello Mimics the lines of the female body, the tones are close the that of a human's natural voice" his hand moved slowly through the wood, his fingers tracing slowly the wooden curves "That's why the Cello is positioned to be played from behind, so there's no reason to get worked up about it" his position was one of teasing while his hands rested on what you could call the 'hips' of the Instrument. His face portrayed a dark smile "Right?"
Tooth felt so embarrassed, he got up from the chair quickly making it rattle.
"You little—!" he said with anger in a quiet manner
The reason I can't say…
Tooth muttering nonsense under his breath placed the chair back on its table.
"You idiot! I don't care anymore" his movements were in such a Rush that he didn't see a girl coming in his way, they both clashed with each other.
"Woah! Excuse me!"
This made Tooth lose balance, he was about to hit the floor, what was coming would surely hurt a lot, or so he thought. The pain did never come, instead one strong hand grabbed him from his waist and held with such strength his hip.
The real reason…
"I'm sorry Miss!" he really meant that, and looking back at this savior he smiled relieved
"Thanks for that Jack"
Jack only nodded, his bangs covered his eyes, his head looked down to the floor. Tooth gave him a worried look.
"A-ah! E-excuse me, are you from that college of music?" both of them looked at the girl that appeared from nowhere
She started to talk with Jack with such enthusiasm, but the Albino wasn't paying any attention to her, his eyes just glanced back at Tootheo. Meeting only with—
An angry face, that's why I think I should just stop this
[Flash Back]
That day was raining, every street was starting to get empty, people with umbrellas ant raincoats ware walking on the streets, and those who didn't have any protection were rushing like mad for a safe place to get away from the rain. On one sidewalk, with a head looking down was a young man with a Cello case on his back, the pouring rain was leaving him very soaked.
Up until that point, I'd never fallen in love with anyone, not once.
Eyes downcast, and clothes wet, he kept moving forward on the road.
'It's pouring, that's just great' he thought with sarcasm
No matter how many times it struck, I just couldn't look it in the eyes
Tired of his misery and poor looks, he decided to sit down. In that moment, the door of the building he decided to settle down opened, and a guy came out, opening the trash can that was next to him and placing the garbage where it belonged, with a slight glance, the guy turned to look at the one who was sitting on the pavement.
Both of them stared at each other for a moment.
"You wouldn't happen to be taking cover from the rain would you?" asked the boy—because if he remembered—the guy sitting on the floor didn't leave recently from the store "Isn't a little cold out here?"
"Mm, yeah, I was caught two-timing and I got kicked out" 'It was more like three timing'
Surprisingly, the other guy laughed, it was a very nice sound "Sounds like it's your head that's a little cold then" his voice was laced with amusement
The street guy just looked down in shame "I think so too"
He really felt dirty, his concentration leaved him for a long period of time—drowning in the nice puddle of misery—that he didn't heard the approaching footsteps, and the sound that caught his attention was the one of someone grabbing his case.
"And up we go!"
"H-hey—!"
"What? I'm only taking this out of the rain; you can come in and get it before you leave okay?"
The street guy was left speechless, an incredulous expression marred his face
"It's not like the Cello did anything wrong" with those words the guy with the warming smile left back to the building
For some reason, the street guy felt something tightening on his chest
It's been almost a year since that rainy day when Tooth took me in
The first thing that the street guy came to face with was the other guy wrapping on his Cello case on a Rain coat.
"Wha—What are you doing?" he asked at the other guy who was finishing with his knot
"Eh? Oh! Well since it's raining I thought a Raincoat might work! It looks pretty good don't you think?" he said with amusement in his words
He looked up at the Street guy and smiled on a shy manner while scratching the back of his neck
"I guess it won't work huh?"
"Pfft!"
It had certainly been a while…
Laughter, it was the only thing that boomed on the walls "No, no! Thanks for that" he said with a half-hearted smile
… Since I'd felt that relaxed
'Oh, he's probably really popular' thought the other guy while making his way to the Bar
"Oh okay, It's that right? No, we'll make do somehow" said the man on the bar who was talking over the phone, he hung after several minutes and looked at the Guy "Looks like we're in a bit of a fix, the performer for today just cancelled on us"
The Street guy instantly heard this, his curiosity made him hear the rest
"Seriously?!"
"There's been thick fog, so they're not sure when they can fly out" said the man while pinching the bridge of his nose
"You've got to be kidding me" said on a low voice the guy, rubbing his hands on his face, looking in annoyance at the bar man
"If it's okay, would you allow me to perform instead?"
At those words, both frustrated men looked back at the street guy impressed
"Let it be my thanks for your kindness, it looks like the original guy was an amateur anyway" said with such confidence the street guy who was grabbing his coated Cello with a proud look.
[Later]
That night performance was stunning; the Guy couldn't keep his Amethyst eyes away from the street guy who had such a relaxed look.
"Wow, somehow whether he's appealing to others or not, he's strangely attractive" said the Bar man to the Guy who was sitting on one of the chairs, all his attention on the Cellist
When the music ended the little amount of people clapped really hard, the guy felt so excited about the success that this Street guy was and went to congratulate him
"You are really good!" said the guy approaching to the handsome one who had a dizzy look on his eyes "you should really come to play again if—! Wah!"
His sentence was cut when the Street guy fell unconscious on his arms
"Huh? Hey—HEY!"
[Later]
"Wow, he must've been exhausted"
"Oh! Dad look He's waking up!"
The street guy was indeed trying to wake up indeed, but his blurry vision was hard to kick away.
"Hey! Hey, you were kicked out by some girl, right?" asked the Bar man "You drifting now?"
The street guy was trying to do his best to focus his sight at both men, but his eyes and vision could only give him the single glance on the boy who gave shelter to him.
His front bangs were rainbow dyed, the other amount of hair was brown, his eyes were a beautiful purple, his smile was what startled him the most, the black tank top and the yellow shirt gave his face a little lightning and a shine to his eyes (he could've swore that there were sparkles around him)
"We actually have a vacant room here, you interested? If you could play like you did yesterday from time to time, I'll make it worth your while" said Bar Man, he then seemed to hesitate in something and glanced back at his son.
"Oh! And you can bring girl over anytime, I really don't mind! And look, Tootheo might be an option for you too!"
This of course made Tootheo splutter, his face turning red
"What?! Look old man, if you're getting into where I think you're going, I swear that I—!"
"What on earth are you doing to this recovering man?!" shouted the voice of a woman
Both men turned sheet white, heads snapping back in fear at the tone of Mother Bird and her rising anger
"M-mom! Well—"
"Come here you two!"
Between punches, hilarious noises and some strange snapping sounds, the Street guy started to gain his senses. His eyes now fluttered open, a yawn leaving his mouth, stopping the strange beating that was occurring on the room
"Morning…"
The Family glanced back at the bed, encountering with slightly open eyes, a natural handsome face and a half-hearted smile.
"I'm really bad at getting up, So please just come in and wake me…"
[The next day]
The door of the room was shot opened with a bang, the sound of running footsteps ran on the little room, and with a big jump the young boy landed on the bed over the Sleeping Young man.
"Jackson wake up!"
"Humph!"
Tootheo laughed in a fun manner, with a smile bright as the sun. Jack—who was being crushed under Tooth's weight—ruffled his hair and glanced up at the happy Teen.
"H-hey you, just wake me up normally" said Jack a little irritated
From then on, it got sort of… Bright for me.
"This is my Normal!"
Somehow the mornings became more attractive to me, with each new day.
[End of Flashback]
Today the café was closed, Jack leaned on his crossed arms and stared down at the table, the warmth of the Sun's rays gave him some chills on the back.
'Even though I've ended the affair, Rashmi still says she doesn't care, what a crazy Bitch'
Like magic, the chair next to him moved, Tootheo sat down next to him with his gaze on the window.
"Jack, do you play the piano?"
Jack's eyes went up
"Yes"
"Can you teach me 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'?"
"Why?"
"Well you see, my mom used to play it for me when I was little, it's kinda like a good luck charm in this Family" Tooth's brightness was very cloying sometimes "You seem a little lost, so whenever you're down, I'll play it for you"
Jack's heart started to pound, and a smooth smile graced his face. Standing up he ruffled Tooth's hair.
"You smart aleck"
Those Bright Days…
"When's your birthday Jack?"
"And there it is: Tooth's Birthday obsession! He does the whole subtle surprise things, so you'd better watch out"
Tooth—ignoring his father's comment—kept nagging Jack till he gave him an answer
"So when, when?"
"Twenty-third of November"
"Yeah! Oh wait, it's passed already?!"
By staying so long, I know I feel like I'm tempting fate
That day Jack started to teach Tootheo the song he requested
"Here let me—borrow this" Jack said grabbing his hand
Tooth placed tenderly the tips of his fingers with Jack's ones
"Woa! Your hands are pretty big"
"You think so?"
"Yeah, maybe it's because your fingers are so long!" its sweet "Maybe that's why you are so good" Its so sweet
The tip of each other's fingers were touching, both palms now pressing gently against each other
「And there is when everything started」
Jack's mind started to play other images
Those delicate fingertips and those small hands were grabbed with a rough wildness
Each night, the same issue started to play in his dreams
The friction between bodies, the heat and the synchronized rhythm of two pounding hearts
The sweet intoxicating pants and moans that were now such a drug to his ears and senses
I want, I need, give me more, more, more, MORE
Everything drowned him on such impossible dreams, desires and pleasures that he knew would never come true
「Such fantasies like that would drive him mad」
Today he woke up, bathed in sweat and a racing heart pounding painfully on his chest
'I feel like I just saw something really bad'
This started to affect his sanity
This is bad
While playing, these images were always on his drifting and wild mind.
Really bad
The grabbing of hands, the kisses, the friction, the heat, the moans
Is it real? Why isn't it real?
'I Love you'
The pleasure
'Jack' moans, intoxicating moans 'Jacks—'
Why can't it be real?
"Jackson Wake u—!"
This morning he had crossed the line. Jack grabbed Tooth by the wrist—it was an automatic reaction, an action that could not be stopped no matter what happened—and flipped him on the bed.
"Ouch!"
Both of Jack's hands held a strong lock on Tooth's wrist, the pounding of his heart was loud, way too loud, he felt scared. The light that pierced through the window it unconsciously made Tootheo irradiate with such beauty that Jack's conscious started to get worst.
Tooth opened startled his big eyes, grasping the topless image of Jack over him. Tooth's curly hair was a mess on the bed, his bangs laid back leaving his forehead at sigh, the loosened long sleeved shirt gave a perfect sight of his neck and collar bone.
Take him
Jack kept trying and trying to gain back some sanity, he tried his best to not do anything to Tooth.
What are you waiting for? Take him now
His closed eyes opened slowly. Tooth's eyes were waiting, questions well written on them
"Sorry, I was half asleep..." he said while letting the other boy's hand go
This is bad... this is bad...
Not even the actions of that morning were taken as a warning for his mind, it still kept going on his playing; the feeling of a lovely heat, the images that stayed and went on and on in his mind, the sounds of the Cello were replaced by—Moans.
All this sick feelings and images, he let them go each time he slept with another woman.
"Jackson wake up!"
Just hearing his voice, made it worst.
'Jackson!' more, more, more
Just looking at his beautiful face, made him want to die.
'I Love You' Why can't it be real?
'I can't take it anymore'
He thought while he laid on the table with his arms crossed, his face buried on them, he felt sick, he felt dirty, he felt tired. Why? Why can't it stop already? Why isn't real? It Hurts
'I hate myself...'
He tried so hard to remember the sound of the Cello, he really did, it was suppodes to be delicate, a soft and beautiful sound, yet powerful and inspiring that made you want more, but everything that he could hear was...
'Ahh' heat, heat. 'Ah!' more, more, more.
Or so he thought, his ears were doing that lately, they lied to him. What is real? What does it sounds like? He could hear a sweet tune that was dangling on the air, the chords of the piano playing a childish song that he couldn't mistake. Turning his head where the sound was originating from, he found the reason of his torture playing on the piano.
'Twinkle, twinkle, little star...'
When the tune stopped Tooth glanced back at Jack, and with a hopeful face he asked
"So? Do you feel a little better?"
A smile—a sad smile— appeared on Jack's lips
I feel tired
"Not in the least"
"Seriously?!"
"Yeah, So... play it again for me"
The Tender smile that Tooth gave him made his heart explode. It should have killed him some time ago
I really don't understand what it means to love someone, but—the feeling of never being able to let go of someone, I do kind of understand how that feels, so much that it must mean that person is special, but still…
[Later]
"Hey Tooth, do you like my Cello?"
Tooth's body turned slightly to face Jack, leaving his Table-Cleaning-Duties on Pause
"You—you really like asking me that before you play, don't you?"
"It's like my Lucky Charm, so do you like it?
A smile "I love It" a sweet smile that's just for him. It makes me feel sick
I always lose my senses whenever I play. That's why I think it'd be better If I just stopped...
That day...
"Is that so?" asked Haroom, giving Jack a cup of Coffee "That's unfortunate, and it's definitely going to be lonely now"
"Thank you for taking care of me for such a long time Sir"
"No, no I should be thanking you, But... I don't think Tooth feels that way thought"
Jack only stared at his cup, his eyes glanced down, his bangs covering them on such a gloomy manner.
"He's been strangely angry with me recently"
Haroom boomed a laugh "I don't really think it's got anything to do with that"
'You think so?'
"It's coming up to the anniversary of that day isn't it? I'm certain that he's thinking about it too"
And indeed he was. Said boy was sitting on a chair, arms crossed over it's back, staring at the Cello inside its Case.
'So he's definitely leaving huh? I guess he's going to leave with someone else again'
Someone he probably likes
His eyes held a feeling of sorrow, his heart ached inside his chest. His hand grabbed the Cello case and with a slow movement he brought it near to him to give it a proper look.
'He did say this was like a woman's body, but it has more of a man's shape when it's in the case' he frowned 'Is it because of that isn't it?' he thought while the image of the Case with the Coat played on his mind
Jack...
Laughter, so so warm 'No no! Thanks for that' a smile a laughing voice, that was what played on Tooths mind, he hugged dearly the Case of the Cello. Don't go.
Please don't go
It's been close to a year since Jack came, so maybe... just for a little longer
Stay
'Today... it's the day' thought Tooth, he was on the table he and Jack always sat at, both his arms crossed, his head lying on them, he heard the approaching footsteps of Jack.
"I'm sorry, It looks like you were preparing something for me" said Jack
Tooth felt how his heart sunk deep down. It hurts.
"It's okay. It was nothing important anyway"
"Really?"
It really hurts.
Tooth just nodded
"Then let me play you a final 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star'" said Jack while he drew his Cello away from his Case
The music started to play, the tune felt sad, somehow.
I want to ask him why it has to be now, or why he's even leaving, or if I did something wrong, but Jack would evade the question like he always does and not tell me the real reason anyway
The song ended. And Jack shot at him a smile. Was it real? What is real?
I don't know why he's holding back
"Feeling any better?"
"Not even Close..."
"One more time then"
Tooth brought his crossed arms to his aching chest.
"You're not playing the way you usually do"
Jack's eyes connected with his for a moment.
Don't go
"But you don't like it when I play like that…" He said on a neutral tone
"It's not that I don't like it, it just frustrates me somehow!" he said while banging both of his hands on the table "Besides don't I always tell you that I love it?!"
The look that Tootheo had—one of sickly sweet embarrassment—on his face stung Jack squarely on his heart, making his chest hurt more than it already was.
It hurt's. It hurt's. I don't want to go.
"… Just forget it" said Jack with his teeth gritted, he got up from the chair, the Cello fell to the floor, Jack was ready to leave the room, when he felt how Tooth grabbed his hand
"Jack! Don't go Jack! I don't want you to go!" the boy clung to him dearly, he felt how his body was pressed to him in such a warm matter, his face was buried on his shoulder
"Seriously?" he asked, darkly
On a quick movement, he grabbed Tooth from his wrist and made him face him at the eyes.
"You…" Jack couldn't complete his sentence, he just kissed him
He felt how his heart pounded with more power and speed, his arms encircled Tooth's waist, and he unconsciously deepened the kiss. He tasted like heaven, better than what the thought that he tasted in his dreams. Tongues now were dancing, and Tootheo was trying very hard to stop him. And somehow he succeeded, both of them got apart, pants filled the air, it felt a little suffocating. The brown-haired boy just stared at Jack on surprise with a bright red face. Heart pounding and pounding.
"For me... I—I imagine you moaning to me every time I play the Cello" said Jack embarrassed, with a pink tone on his cheeks. But his eyes. His eyes told something different.
Tooth's Blush went redder at such confession, his left hand was pressed at his chest, because his heart couldn't bare it. Why do I feel so happy?
"I can't even recall when it started. And every morning whenever you woke me up... I was afraid I'd—"
And that if I did, you'd change your mind... I didn't know what to do.
"I'm sorry" said Tooth "I just thought, that I'd get to wake you up for another year, and that if I did you'd change your mind"
Jack stared.
"I thought that you would change your mind the next time I said it, and the time after that. I thought that If I always said it then it would be okay. Even now... I still think so!"
The room was quiet, Jack for sure didn't know what was coming next
"… Take me to Bed Jack" a bright red face, embarrassed eyes looking to the floor.
Those words struck Jack, he waited, he was tasting this. It was happening, he planned to grab his Cello and leave.
But now
"You—you know what that means right?" he asked Tooth while approaching him, heart pounding with desire "Tooth you are making me all muddled" he said while cupping his face with his large hands
"I won't be able to hold back. I don't know if I can Tooth..."
Take me
His hands traced their way down to Tooth's neck, and slowly made their way down until he embraced the Young boy's frame.
"I love you"
Those words, those words were what made Tooth loose his sense of reality. His heart pounded like it might stop at any time, little tears were now going down his wet eyes.
"I love you, I love you"
Was this really happening?
He wasn't going to hold back, he would never hold back. Because this is what he has dreamt since his poor mind remembers. This embrace, the kisses, the touches, and those words were going to be painted and saved in his memory, forever.
"Good morning Birdy!" said Haroom to his wife
"Morning darling, Say are those two still sleeping?"
"It's all right to let them sleep in once in a while" answered Haroom while reading his News Paper
"Hmm I guess so. It is the anniversary of the day that Jackson came to us, after they wake up, why don't we all go out somewhere? After all it's a beautiful day!"
In deed it was
Today was one of those days, when the sun was shining on its brightest point, making everything below its path gain a beautiful color and brightness, on the second floor, upstairs of Hyloo Café on one of it's rooms, lying on bed were two boy's sleeping soundlessly in each other's arms.
This was definitely real
A/N: Thanks for reading!
~Ai Link