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Why was it always like this? No matter how hard he tried he could never best his rival Jinguji, Ren, and now this. They were forced together by fate, or rather Nanami, and now were part of the group Starish. He clenched his fists as he walked, the rest of the group he had no issue with, just the one person he could never surpass. Jinguji always came out ahead of him, with women, music, looks and life in general. Now everyday he would have that rubbed in his face, he who had given up everything to become an idol, who had defied his father's will. He continued to walk quickly along the barely visible path towards the lake; he needed to clear his head desperately. Finally he saw the clear blue of the water, and one person silhouetted against the setting sun.

Jinguji Ren stood, his back facing Hijirikawa. His hands were buried deep in the pockets of his dark pants, his head titled slightly back, blonde hair waving in the breeze. He hadn't noticed the additional presence yet he was so lost in thought. He was in turmoil over the events as well, unlike Hijirikawa though he didn't have any issue with the blue haired man. Jinguji knew of Hijirikawa's feelings toward him and was unsure how this would play into their new dynamic as a group, he shook his head, golden hair dancing as he let out a sigh. It was then he felt that he was being watched, slowly turning around he saw the very person he had just been thinking about not even fifty feet away.

"You going to stand there and stare or do you care to join me?" He said casually, and in truth he wanted the company.

"What makes you think I want to join you?" The blue haired man asked raised a brow, eyeing the blonde.

"You're here aren't you? Come on, you have a terrible look on your face." He closed the distance between them quickly and sized Hijirikawa up; his eyes told Jinguji what he needed to know. Those deep blue eyes were conflicted, sad, unsure, and skittish.

"Whats got you so bothered Hijirikawa?" The blue haired man huffed at that and folded his arms across his chest. "Fine, don't tell me, but at least come and sit with me" he offered jovially. Hijirikawa nodded and the two made their way to a nearby park bench. They sat in comfortable silence for awhile, neither saying a word, each lost in their own thoughts.

Hijirikawa couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened, they were idols; and on top of that now he was rooming with Jinguji. As of late he had been noticing small things about the other man, the way he stood when he played darts, his broad, strong back. His likes and dislikes with décor and food, the different meanings behind each of his smiles, and the way water ran down his body. Yes, that was one of the first things he had noticed, the way the towel clung to his hips after a shower and rivulets of water ran down his chiseled chest and back. The way he languidly licked his lips after a delicious meal; that pink tongue darting out and running over those shapely lips. He shook his head, no he couldn't think like that. He knew his roommate liked girls, he had to the way he always flirted with them; and he wasn't sure he was even into men. He just knew he was into one man, Jinguji Ren.

Jinguji on the other hand was studying his roommate. The man was clearly at war with himself and uncomfortable about it, he knew not to push him to speak so he remained silent. He would never admit it but he liked living with the stoic blue haired beauty. Hijirikawa was always studying and quiet and brought a sense of peace to their room, he was the yin to Ren's yang; but he would never say that. They had been pushed together first as roommates and then as members of the same group, he wondered if he would ever be able to escape Hijirikawa. He wasn't sure he ever could, and wasn't sure he even wanted to. With a small huff he got up and looked to the other man questioningly, he nodded his blue hair bouncing with the movement. They both got up and walked in silence to their room.

Several hours and dinner had passed and Hijirikawa hadn't spoken as to what had his so upset earlier so Ren hadn't mentioned it, and was currently throwing darts. Hijirikawa was sitting on his side of the room quietly writing lyrics when he looked up and suddenly addressed Ren.

"How do you do it?" He asked so softly Ren wasn't sure he had heard him speak.

"Do what?"

"Be successful at everything, women, music, looks, and life." He looked at his roommate in shock, wondering if this was a joke. One look at Hijirikawa's face told him it wasn't.

"I don't think I am" he said, settling down beside his distraught roommate. He looked into those deep blue orbs and lost himself for a moment. Before he knew it his lips were on Masato's, his tongue tracing the sweet pink softness, begging for entrance. Masato opened his mouth and their tongues began to tangle together, their tastes mixing and mingling; heightening their pleasure.

"Ren" Masato said, pulling away suddenly, cheeks red. "Ren, we shouldn't, you-"

"You shouldn't say anything Masato" he growled in his deep baritone. "I am not good at everything, but with you I feel like I could be." He pulled Masato's face towards his and fiercely kissed him, putting every ounce of passion he had for the man into it. He felt arms snake around his neck as his settled around slim hips, pulling the man closer and deeper into the kiss. Masato moaned against the kiss as his body slowly melted into Ren's, the blonde haired man gently laid him down on the bed and continued to plunder his mouth.

"Masato, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this" his eyes were sparkling with passion. Masato shivered in pleasure at the sight.

"Ren" he reached up to touch the tanned cheek. "Ren, you want me?" His answer was a nuzzle and nip on the neck. He whimpered a little before forcing the blonde's head up and looked into both of his eyes. It was Ren who broke the silence.

"Masato, let me love you. Let me show you how much I love you."