A/N: I just want to remind you that when I wrote this first and second part I had only seen the anime at the time. So, my perception of the characters 3 years ago was really different...but, by the time I got to the 3rd part of this GnG fic..I had read all the manga. I was influenced a lot from the manga.
The Gun and the Guitar
Chapter 2: Little secrets
At some point, K fell asleep listening to Hiro strum on his guitar.
Feeling cozy and sated, eventually Hiro put aside the instrument to lie down beside K on the large couch too. Hours passed as they slept lazily, well into the late afternoon, early evening.
When K opened his eyes, he felt chilled, even though he found himself wrapped around Hiro. His leg was thrown precariously over Hiro's thigh, arms holding onto the sleeping guitarist who was nestled against his chest. K sighed contently as he pet the soft brown hair on Hiro's head and recalled what they had done earlier. He was so beautiful, thought the band manager, letting his eyes play over the other man's naked body.
But what were things going to be like now?
Only a few hours ago he'd been thinking of how badly he wanted to get ahead of everything and beat their rivals to Kyoto, Nittle Grasper. It was his job to ensure the best for his band in manage, Bad Luck. He loved working for them, even though he'd managed Ryuichi in the past; Bad Luck was much more of a challenge in some ways. He was an ace at his job and he'd helped bring Bad Luck to the top! His own influence and connections sure helped a lot. Not to mention a stray bullet or two.
Now, the only thing that ran through his mind was the man lying next to him.
Hiro stirred, it brought K back to the present and he smiled softly, still tracing his fingers through the guitarists' hair. He watched Hiro's eyes flutter open and turn inside his embrace to face him. The younger man awarded him with a sweet smile, in which K leaned forward, capturing the brunette's mouth with his own. Rivulets of heat streamed through his body with just the simple kiss, instantly turning him on again. K groaned low in his throat and held Hiro a bit tighter.
How could one man be so intoxicating?
Releasing the kiss, K said, "It looks like we're stuck until they plough the roads." He planted a kiss on Hiro's nose being all sweet and added, "But I can find a few things to do to kill the time," he encouraged hopefully.
Hiro relished in the closeness he was feeling of being wrapped up in K's arms and replied, "Shut up and kiss me."
It seemed like it was now or never for Hiro. Here they were all shacked up on the tour bus, making love in the snow storm like long lost lovers.
But what happened next, Hiro wondered.
K cracked a naughty smile and leaned forward and met Hiro's lips with his own yet again. They sighed together urgently pressing their bodies to one another once more. And now, since the ice was broken only a few hours ago, each man let loose.
Hiro did a lot more of the exploring this time around. He even talked K into letting him 'dip in' a few times…it was naughty and it was wicked. But there was no turning back; they'd completely dived in head first. It felt like they had both lost their minds, but at the same time it felt so easy to share like this. And it was fun! When they'd finished messing around for the second time today, both flopped back on opposite sides of the couch and grinned from ear to ear.
"You know, I'm thinking maybe you're not as crazy as you make yourself out to be," Hiro enlightened as he caught his breath, his body numb, yet so satisfied.
Huffing incredulously, K looked over at Hiro. "I can't believe you fell for it."
It was Hiro's time to look incredulous.
"I'll let you in on a little secret," K glanced around as if to make sure no one was listening—satisfied, he added, "Half the time my gun isn't loaded."
Hiro blinked, "Really?"
"Yeah…really, really"
"Oh…"
K laughed at the younger man. "You know we have two days to get to that concert. I'm surprised no one has called our phones," K offered as he reached for his phone. He flipped it open, he had a weak signal. Hmmm…
Hiro watched K study the phone, "Bad signal?"
"Yeah," K said and added, "Somehow, for the first time ever. I don't want to do any business except stay curled up on this bus, making love to you."
Hiro blushed lightly and said, "I know, same here, but just cause we have to do business, doesn't mean we still can't have fun."
K chuckled at the way they were talking but he was enjoying it. So, this wasn't going to be a one-time thing? Then it hit him, the ways he could plot to have Hiroshi, the secret kisses they could share when no one was looking. Oh this was going to be SO much fun! It would be their little secret.
He liked secrets. His grin became a little maniacal.
Hiro watched him oddly.
"I…I was just wondering what naughty things I might do to you next time," K offered cheekily.
Hiro laughed and parted the curtains to peak outside, "Woohoo! The snow stopped."
"Great, the snow removal trucks will be here shortly and we will make it to Kyoto in no time," K explained happily and got up to grab his smokes.
It sounded good, although Hiro was feeling a tiny bit crestfallen at having to return to the land of civilization. What was he gonna tell Shuichi? Or, was he going to tell him at all? He thought of how fun it would be if he pulled the, "Oh Shuichi…guess what I did last night" routine on him! He laughed and remembered when Shuichi had done that to him after he'd slept with Yuki for the first time.
Hiro wasn't sure, but right now he figured he'd keep it a secret.
It wasn't anyone's business, right?
A few more hours passed and by then Hiro and K had gotten dressed. They'd washed up a bit with the reserve water on the bus and fixed their hair. But both ran to the window when they heard the snow plough going by. K explained that they should wait a bit, because more ploughs would come through and if they were on the road, they'd be in their way.
Just as K mentioned, a few more ploughs drove by. Hiro got up and headed for the wheel.
K waved his hand at Hiro, "Nah you relax, I'll drive this time. I feel bad about earlier." He put on his aviators and fired up the bus, pulling it out of the drift easily. "Ha! What did I tell ya about the tires…I'm a genius!" K sang happily.
Hiro didn't want to admit but the chains was probably what got them out of that drift. He just hoped they didn't get a fine.
K smiled as he drove. What a road trip, he thought. He looked in the rear view mirror quickly to spy on what Hiro was doing. There he was lying on the couch, reading. K chuckled, well; Hiro was the smartest out of them all. It didn't surprise him that he read books.
"What'cha reading?" K asked, curious.
Hiro replied without looking up, "You wouldn't be interested."
K frowned at that, "Aww, come on. Try me."
Hiro released a small sigh, "It's called The Medical Mafia. It's a controversial story about alternative medicine. The author was sued for this by the way, but it's really interesting."
"Whoa…you really are a smart guy."
"Nah," Hiro said modestly, but added, "I wanted to go into medicine once. I dunno, but I like reading shit you can learn from."
"Dr. Nakano," K said trying it on for size. "Wow and you chose a guitar…Hiro that must have been a hard choice?"
"To be honest, it wasn't hard at all," Hiro stated calmly. "It was my father who really wanted me to be a doctor, but my heart loves music more. I refuse to live someone else's dreams," he claimed haughtily. Sometimes his parents were a touchy subject for him.
K heard the bitter tone and thought; he knew how hard families could be when you decided to go into the music business and not something more "normal". "Well, good for you," K told him honestly.
Hiro smiled, it was nice to open up like this with K. It's not like Shuichi ever listened to his problems when it was always him coming to cry on his shoulder—mostly about Yuki at that. Hiro had a fleeting thought about how K and he would be as a couple…it would never be like Shuichi and Yuki's and all their bickering. But then K was a tad crazy sometimes. Him and his guns…Hiro spied the holster on the couch partly hidden under a red cushion. The gun was still in it—he plucked it out. He couldn't understand the thrill this thing gave K, he pointed it at random objects and made little "pow" noises.
"Hiro, you better not be touching my gun," K warned half heartedly from up front, but he silently chuckled as he caught sight of Hiro in the mirror.
"Of course not," Hiro replied, tongue in cheek and returned the gun to its holster. "It makes me laugh how you like these long hard objects that shoot stuff when triggered." He just couldn't help it! Hiro was doubling over now on the couch, holding his stomach, laughing.
At first K was speechless, but then he laughed too. "What a funny guy." He felt Hiro come up behind him but he kept his eyes on the road.
"Here, you don't look right without it," Hiro whispered and helped K put on the holster. He fastened it appropriately.
K didn't know what to say, it was a very intimate gesture to him. He wanted to stop the bus and take Hiro all over again! "Hiroshi…" K breathed, "Man…you're driving me mad."
Hiro heard the tone of K's voice. It was so rare to hear him speak like this, he felt somewhat honoured that he got to hear it.
But suddenly K burst out with, "Big news!"
"What is it?" Hiro asked, startled with K's sudden English howl.
"We're here."
Sure enough there was a Kyoto sign announcing their arrival.
"We made it," Hiro stated. He should have been relieved, but for some reason, he wasn't.
K parked the bus at the hotel they'd be staying at in Kyoto. It was a grand hotel with beautiful décor and quick service. The concierge swiftly escorted them to their rooms on the top floor. K liked keeping the group in one place, Bad Luck had one end of the floor and Nittle Grasper had the other.
"HIRO!" screamed a familiar voice.
Hiro and K paused in the hallway, near their rooms, to look back at the person whose voice still echoed in the hall. They spotted Shuichi, pink hair as vibrant as usual, wearing his orange hoodie, black pants and white runners.
"Shuichi, we made it! There was this snow storm. I thought we'd never get here," Hiro explained as Shuichi crushed him with hugs.
K tipped the concierge and added to the happy reunion, "Just because we're late doesn't mean you're getting a free ride. We need to start work right away."
Shuichi sighed and waved off K. "Is it always hustle and bustle?" Shuichi complained but didn't wait for an answer; he turned back to his best friend. "Guess what?!" he bellowed at Hiro.
"What?" Hiro wondered, amused by Shuichi's antics.
"Yuki came with me to Kyoto, so it's like a small vacation for us! Did you know Yuki was born here? His dad lives here and they have this massive temple, its really old and…" the slightly shorter young man rambled on and on.
When it stopped, Hiro replied, "Really, that's great." He couldn't believe Yuki would actually take a vacation, let alone come along with them for a concert.
"I'm very surprised to hear that," K offered, it was nice but he knew he'd have his work cut out for him with Yuki around. "Any word on Grasper?" K asked Shuichi, hating that he felt out of the loop.
"They are rehearsing at Kyoto Hall right now…" Shuichi told them and began scuffing the floor with his shoe. He released a forlorn sigh.
"Damn," K muttered and noticed the Shuichi weather change. "What's the matter?"
"They have this new song. It's amazing!" Shuichi grabbed his hair with two fists, "ITS AWESOME AND I HAVE NOTHING!"
Hiro and K sighed at the same time; they looked at each other oddly for a moment. But both gave their attention back to the lead singer of Bad Luck.
"How did you find out?" K questioned, knowing that Tohma would have made sure to keep a tight lid on something like that.
"Kumagoro told me," Shuichi explained simply.
Hiro laughed. He knew Ryuichi and his infamous bunny plushie Kumagoro, "So, he just came out and told you?"
"Well, not exactly." Shuichi flashed his lavender eyes at them. "Kuma was sort of singing it in the restaurant last night while Nittle Grasper was having dinner. And I sort of overheard." He didn't mention that he was kind of…spying on his idol.
"Not surprising," K claimed, knowing Ryuichi all too well. He ran a hand over his face, he felt so tired. He yawned.
Shuichi watched the yawn and blinked, he'd never seen K yawn once in the whole time he'd been their manager! He took a step back to observed both Hiro and K, respectively. Hiro was grinning like an idiot, and K looked sleepy and his tie was missing.
Hiro saw the look Shuichi was giving them and quickly got a hold of his stupid grin. "So, you over heard the song, well…" Hiro clapped Shuichi on the shoulder, "you're the artist go write us a new song."
K shot a look at Hiro. "Don't give him ideas like that!" he cried, although a new song would be so cool! All he wanted was for this concert to go off without a hitch, no hitches! K opened his door to his room with his keycard. "I need to clean up first before I perform a public execution. See you guys in a bit."
And with that K slammed his door shut.
Funny the threat of public execution didn't bother him now. Hiro's eyes still lingered on the door long after it slammed shut. Instead, memories of their sexy pleasure filled his vision…mmm…
Poke.
Poke.
"Hiro…?" Shuichi whined, adding an additional poke for good measure. "What's the matter with you?" he questioned. He immediately assumed, "Is it, Ayaka?"
Hiro jerked around at the mentioned of Ayaka. "What about her?" He shrugged.
"You're acting funny. Do you miss her or something? Maybe she'll be around since we're in Kyoto, eh?" Shuichi pointed out crossing his arms over his orange sweater.
Hiro's cheeks turned crimson and he exclaimed in a rush, "I…I have to brush my teeth!" Avoiding anymore of Shuichi's speculations, he quickly entered his room and yelled from the other side, "Meet you at the studio in an hour!"
Shuichi stood blinking stupidly in front of Hiro's hotel door.
"An hour to brush your teeth?!" he yelled back. But he got no answer. Shuichi shook his head and thought; maybe Hiro had gotten lucky with Ayaka or something. But Hiro was always so secretive about intimate things. He would literally have to pry it out of his best friend and risk getting a knock on the head. He'd leave it for now, maybe Hiro will tell him what's going on eventually. Shuichi shrugged it off and ran off to find his Yuki.
Squeeeee!
A/N: YAY! It's so cool that some of you are enjoying the re-post. Yeah it was on AFF before but this copy will be loads better! Thanks guys for the comments! And to the person that said they'd have K and Hiro as a show all about them...dude! That's awesome!
