[I, Ware-Yami-Tote, dedicate this chapter of warmer to my kick ass cousin, Kuraku (Urakukay). His name is translated in Japanese katakana for his own protection or something like that… yea… He helped me with this chapter because I was having some issues figuring things out, and he came up with the main scene of this chapter. So love him, because I love him! YAY!]

Warmer

By: Ware-Yami-Tote

Dir en Grey

Section Two

"There is nothing that we can do," the dean explained to me, "Until I see evidence that what you say is going on. You're trying to tell me that you boyfriend is famous, and that the press is after you? That story seems a little farfetched. Sakura-sensei told me of your antics in class today."

"I'm really stressed right now…" I stared at the geisha shaped paper weight on his desk, "Kyo has been… confusing, and right now school is hard for me with all the press harassing me. I was just thinking that you could make so they can't come into the school."

"Tora, listen." The dean sighed and looked at me seriously, "This college us an open campus, there are regulations about letting normal civilians onto the grounds. They're here for the library and the art store; we hold certain items that aren't available elsewhere."

"Sir, they chased me!"

"I understand that," He looked at me with intense eyes, "They are normal civilians, telling them to leave would put this school into a mess of legal issues and discrimination. This is a very well known college; do you think the board of directors would allow you to ruin the reputation, just because your boyfriend is rock star? I think not."

Tears were burning my eyes, and they started to over flow on my cheeks, "I understand s-sir," I stood and turned around, "I'll figure it out myself." I stormed out of his building, all suits were the same. They were so worried about reputations and money.

When I came from the small hallway to the waiting room, Miki was still waiting in the chair. Hurriedly I walked over her and bowed, then quickly asked her, "Do you have cell phone? I need to call Kyo."

"Have you been crying?" she asked concerned, grabbing her purse and handing me a silver phone, "What happened in there?" she looked at me, she had a somewhat scared look in her eyes.

"The world is a fucking race, and I'm loosing!" I gasped at her, the tears kept falling, "I might have to quit school or something…" I punched in Kyo's number and put the phone to my ear, his ring tone came on, 'Ghost,' by Buck-Tick. I always sang along but this time I didn't.

"Who are you," he sort of yelled into the phone, "and why do you want to touch me there!" I had to pull the phone away from my face for a second.

"Kyo, it's me…" I almost let out a sob.

"Tora?!" he sounded like there was food in his mouth, I was bothering him again. "What's wrong babe? You sound like you've been crying!"

"Just come and get me, and we'll talk about it when you get here…" he said okay, and told me he loved me, and then we hung up, "I hate this…" I looked at Miki, she looked confused, "Can you wait with me until he gets here… I don't want to be alone right now."

"You got it." She smiled at me, trying to cheer me up.

Miki's reaction when Kyo showed up was better than I had thought it would be, she just stared, "What the fuck is wrong with her?" he pointed at her, and grimaced a little.

"I don't think she's ever been this close to a rock star." Kyo laughed, and wrapped his arms around me, I felt better already, being in his arms was better than an art final.

"Shin's in the car, we have some sad news…" we had gotten to the car with Tora's bag, and I was sitting on the hood of the car, I lit a cigarette, "Maybe I should tell you later…"

"This day couldn't get any worse…" Tora looked terrible, and I really wanted to take her home and hold her, but Yoshiki had no clue that we were here getting Tora, "I just want to be with you…" she sighed and sunk her head low.

"Tell me what happened on the way to the studio," I looked at my watch, it was well past one o'clock, "Yoshiki is going to kill me."

"Your excuse is...?" Kaoru hit me in the back of the head as I walked into the room. "You really have a lot of nerve, Yoshiki is…"

I watched as his eyes went to Tora, he could obviously tell she had been crying, "Hey Kao-kun, what's up?" she asked feebly, "Please, don't be too mean to Kyo, he had to come and get me. Where's Yoshiki?" She looked around for him, but he wasn't here?"

"Yea, where is he?" I looked at Miyavi, he was staring at Tora, "Hey jackass, why are you still here?"

"It's my job, Kiyo." He sighed and looked away from Tora, his eyes met mine.

"It's Kyo you fuck!" I growled at him, and put my arm around Tora, I had a feeling that Miyavi liked her. Every guy who met her liked in someway.

"Yoshiki is looking for you two, but you disappeared." Kaoru crossed his arms, "You're bad, and you should feel bad." I rolled my eyes, and the door opened behind me.

"Kyo where the hell-" his eyes glanced over to Tora, he always had a soft spot for her, "To-chan, why are you here, are you alright?"

"Yoshiki-senpai," Tora looked like she was going to cry again, it broke my heart, "I heard about hide… I'm so sorry. He was always so friendly to me, to all of us. Is there anything I can do?"

"Paint a mural of him, that would be great." He smiled and ruffled his hair, "I know how good you are. Keep the pink hair in mind." He laughed nervously, "He wanted you to paint him, but he thought asking would be rude."

"He should have known that was ridiculous…" she muttered.

"You can hang around until practice is over." He one arm hugged Tora and shuffled awkwardly out of the room. He made me feel, strange. hide was so suddenly taken away from us, and any one of us could be gone in an instant.

I grabbed Tora and hugged her tightly; we needed to think of a solution to the press problem.

I woke up the next morning, hearing sounds of yelling and cursing. Mostly from Kyo. I walked down the hallway, and there he stood, with a paintball gun, and full camouflage clothes. He wore bright yellow sunglasses with a smoke in his teeth.

I opened the sliding door, and I overheard him talking, "You want a word? I'll give you a fucking word!" he pulled out an ink pen and took one of the paint pellets, then quickly wrote, '辞.' the kanji for word.

He shoved the pellet back in, cocked and shot it right into the face of a man, with a camera. Right before the paint bullet made contact with his face, he snapped a picture. "Kyo, what the hell are you doing?!" I yelled at him, he turned around and smiled at me, crookedly.

"Ohayo, babe, how are you?" he reached out for me, but I stayed where I was standing. "What's wrong?"

"How could you ask me that?!" I was furious, "I wanted to have a good Saturday with my boyfriend, but he's sniping the paparazzi… Kaoru's right, you're bad and you should feel bad."

He looked at me a little defeated, "I'm sorry…"

"Do you have an explanation?" I crossed my arms and gave him an angry look.

"It was Shin's idea." I rolled my eyes as he explained this to me, "Well, he told me to make the press afraid of me. I thought this would be a good idea…" he set the paint gun down, and hopped of the railing of the balcony, "Go get dressed, and I'll take you out someplace nice for breakfast."

He smiled at me, and kissed my lightly on the lips. "Fine…" I sighed, "But don't ever do that again." I turned and around, and he smacked my back-side lightly and laughed. I felt heat race up my neck, even thought we had been together for four years, I still felt like we were seventeen.

"You better stop being so sexy," we warned me as I turned around to yell at him, "or we might never make it to breakfast." Kyo was trying to get me in bed a lot lately for some reason, but there was something wrong with me.

Sometimes, Tatsu still made his way into my thoughts.

Looking to the ground, "Doesn't it ever get old?"

"What the hell…?" Kyo looked at me; pure confusion swam in his eyes.

"I mean…" I searched for words, "Guys are… well… they get tired with the same girl over and over. Sometimes, their interests go to other places. You're going to be a famous rock star, and there will be tons of girls throwing themselves at you. I just-"

Before I could finish my sentence, Kyo grabbed and kissed me passionately. I hadn't expected this, I could have sworn he would have gotten mad and called me crazy. He pulled away from the kiss, leaving me breathless, "If you think I'm interested in other women and think our love life is getting 'boring', you need to get checked for Alzheimer's."

"Kyo…I…" I leaned into him, and rested my chin on his shoulder, "I love you so much…" tears burned my eyes, and Kyo pulled my face up to look at him.

"I love you too." He assured me, "But…" his face got bright red, "is it getting boring for you?"

"Wha-?"

"-Cause I can try other things." He whispered the last part.

"Kyo," I almost laughed out loud, "That's the LAST thing you need to worry about."

He almost seemed to sigh in relief, "I'm glad." The rare color in his face disappeared, and he looked at me seriously, I knew what was going to happen. He quickly picked me up, and headed down the hallway, kissing me ferociously. I could barely keep up with his mouth.

He unbuttoned my pajama shirt and trailed kisses from my stomach to the valley in between my breasts. A small gasp escaped my mouth, I was loosing control, but I didn't care. This was always a good experience for us; Kyo's and my physical relationship was always very strong.

I was always thankful that our verbal relationship was stronger.

Kyo quickly removed the top, and my pants. Somehow, his shirt was gone, showing the tattoos that he had gotten. I ran my fingers over his arms, tracing the ink of the beautiful dragon. He told me that is was his soul, and that as soon as I picked a spot, he would get a tiger any where I wanted him to.

Slowly, he rubbed my stomach, if anyone else had done that, I would have laughed. I was extremely ticklish, but he always touched me right. His hands rested at the hem of my underwear, "Tora, you're a goddess, do you know that?"

Soft laughter escaped my lips, he always thought so highly of me. He leaned in and kissed my neck gently. It sent goose bumps down my spine, like an electric wave. "Sing to me…" I whispered, "My favorite song, the one Yoshiki didn't like."

'Kimi to futari de, aruita, ano goro no michi wa nakute…'

He continued to sing to me as he stripped me of my panties, and rested himself over me. He kissed and nipped my neck playfully.

You love me and that's enough…

"N-no." I said softly, pressing my hands on his chest pushing my away.

Does he really love you back though? Tatsu's dark evil eyes stared back at me.

…that's enough.

"It's not enough!" I cried, "I want to give you more!"

"Tora, snap out of it!" Kyo held me, tears drifted in his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

You love me…

Tatsu glared at me, is it really enough?

"Tora, I love you." Kyo said, trying to break into my thoughts like he always did when I had my attacks, "You're the most important person in the world to me; you've always kept me…sort of sane. When I first saw you walking up to my house, after I had snuck back in, I knew that you were an amazing woman."

"I do nothing for you…" I cried, "You're always buying me stuff, taking me places. I don't have anything to offer you. I owe you so much, I feel like my love isn't enough."

"Tora, I do all those things because you had nothing when you were with your mother." He confessed, "You deserve everything in the world, I just try to give you as much of it as possible. You do more for me than you know." He kissed my forehead.

"Like what?" I pressed on, wanting answers.

"Without you, I don't think I would have gotten the power to make my band what it is." He explained, his eyes seemed far away, "I would probably be in the Yakuza by now. They liked me, and it looked inviting. Money, women, power, but I know now that it was a stupid child's dream. You snapped me back into reality. I need you more than you know, I love you."

The meaning of his words hit me like an anvil hitting cartoon characters. I felt his words, the sincerity and love he put in every syllable. Without further discussion, I pulled my head up and kissed him. The one thing I gave him was peace of mind, I couldn't worry him. I loved him too much.

Kyo took this as an invitation and dove right in. All of the love that I denied him for a few weeks was built up, and I could feel that he wanted to let it out. He kissed me hard and tenderly at the same time. I moved my hand down his chest and grabbed him firmly; he faltered slightly, but quickly recovered.

He growled, telling me everything I needed to know. He lifted my leg and slammed into me hard. I gasped at the sudden force that hit my body. Kyo moaned, the vibrations flowed through my being as the sound escaped his throat.

I wrapped my arms around him, letting him take me away to place him and I belonged.

"Never leave me," Kyo whispered in my ear.