It has been a week since Gackt and I trapped hyung into letting Daesung top him. I remember sitting behind that PC, trying not to touch myself, but I failed miserably. Gackt obviously placed the mike very close to the bed as I could clearly hear every sound. And god, it was hot. I had to make sure I was finished before they were so I could slide the key under the bedroom door and make a run for it. I was pretty sure Daesung already figured out I was behind this, but if hyung would find out… let's say I want my pretty face to stay pretty…

And I was right. The next day, when I was sitting in our kitchen, eating my breakfast, Daesung walked towards me, grabbed my shoulder and whispered into my ear.

"We need to talk…" He disappeared to his room and I followed him. I closed the door behind me and turned around to find him sitting on a chair, both legs and arms crossed while staring at me.

"I know it was you hyung…"

"I know you know…" Apparently he didn't expect that answer as his eyes widened. I sighed, grabbed the chair standing next to me and sat in front of the blond guy.

"Why did you do that?" He asked quietly.

"Why? I think it's pretty clear why…" I almost laughed. They had been fighting for days. Every morning I woke up to the sound of them two yelling at each other. Which made me cranky and bitchy, which in turn made Taeyang sleep over at his friend's house and made our little maknae silent (which is a rare thing) because he didn't want to cause more problems. But I guess that laughing at a question that was meant to be serious wasn't helping the conversation we had. Daesung started yelling, clearly upset.

"You didn't have the right to do something like that, hyung! What if it went horribly wrong?! I mean, in the end, he agreed. But what if he didn't?!" I wasn't too keen on him yelling at me like that, for I am older and the leader. But I understood why he was angry at me, so I continued in a calm voice.

"Don't you think I was a hundred percent sure he'd like it? You think I'd do something like that without thinking first? When you two were fighting, you know what I saw when I looked at him? Fear and sadness, yes… But also longing… I know him well enough to know that you just scared him and that he was afraid not because he doesn't trust you or anything like that. No, but because he's the hyung…"

"Still, calling in the help from a complete stranger?! What if-"

"What if what? I've got some friends that got together because of Gackt-san! I choose him because he knows to how be discreet, it was completely save. He made sure that there really was a problem between you two he could fix, otherwise he wouldn't do it…" I tried to explain that everything was under control, trying to reassure my I'm-going-mad dongsaeng that everything was just fine. But he kept on screaming at me. I was beginning to loose my patience.

"Discreet?! Then how did my unconscious boyfriend ended up naked in that bed?! Not to mention certain things got inserted! That guy is as nuts as you are!" That's it.

"Daesung, you're forgetting your place!" I suddenly screamed, shocking him. He looked away in shame but not less angry. I knew I was out of line doing what I did, and he had every right to be angry with me, but if I could go back in time, I'd do it again. I took a deep breath and started to talk calmly again.

"Look, I did that… Gackt-san didn't touch him besides when he carried him… You have every right to be jealous… But you have to understand that I had to do something. The two of you kept fighting… it wouldn't be long before you broke up and I couldn't let that happen, not when the two of you love each other so much… And it would be bad for the band as well… You can scream at me as much as you want but I'm not sorry…" His face seemed less angry and more understanding after I said that. He shifted in his chair and appeared to be lost in thoughts. After a minute or so, he spoke again.

"I get it… I didn't think of it like that… So, I guess… I'm no longer mad at you… I'm sorry I yelled at you. But there's one thing I still don't get… Why did Gackt-san help you?" Oh god, should I tell him? Maybe I should…

"He… He thinks that I'm cute and he'd do it if I promised to go out on a date with him… Next week…" Okay, I twisted it a bit. It was my turn to look away trying to hide the blushed that formed on my cheeks when suddenly I felt his hands on my shoulder. Daesung was standing right in front of me, looking kind of worried. He probably thought that I didn't want to go out on a date with Gackt… Well at first, I didn't… but now I… I… I've been looking forward to it.

"Hey, it's okay. I kinda like him so… Will you help me picking out an outfit then?" I tried to smile to lighten up the atmosphere. It worked.

"Sure hyung." He smiled and then, all of a sudden hugged me.

"Thank you…"

So that leads us to were I am now, fighting with my jacked as I try to put it on. I fell asleep in the studio today, luckily Daesung woke me up on time. Half of what I'm wearing is his. Two days ago, Seungri asked if he could use my shower saying his was broken. So I said yes. Two hours later I came back home to find half of my clothes floating in my bedroom, completely ruined. When I finally cleaned up the mess, Taeyang decided to take a nap on the couch, putting Gaho and Boss in my bedroom so they didn't have to be quiet… Apparently Gaho now knows how to open my closet. Result: my shoes turned into dog food.

So yes, now I'm wearing Daesung's shoes and one of his shirts. Not that I'm complaining, I'm just nervous right now. Fortunately, Daesung is helping me putting on some makeup when in the meantime, I'm putting my pink extensions in my hair. I can hear myself complaining about the fact that he's putting on way too much mascara and that it makes me look like a girl. But he just laughs and tells me it's revenge and that the pink extensions already make me look like a girl.

When I'm finally done, I say my goodbyes to Daesung and he tells me good luck. I make my way towards the café we first met.

- Gackt POV -

I'm standing in front of the café when suddenly I see something pink coming my way. Jiyong stops right next to me, clearly out of breath while apologizing for being late. I reassure him that it's fine and grab his arm, guiding him into the ally next to the café. We need to get in by using the back door so nobody would know we are sitting in there together. I open the door and there's a waiter already waiting to guide us to our table. We sit down and the waiter give us the menu. I've known this place for a long time now so I just order without looking. I can see Jiyong's eyes widen. He thinks for a moment and then decide to order the same thing as me.

While we are waiting we start talking. He tells me about his group and how Daesung knew he was behind the little thing we pulled on him and his boyfriend. When our food arrives we just continue with the small talk. We talk about clothes, fashion,… I really like this boy. He's sweet, handsome has a weird but amazing fashion sense. So I randomly 'inform' him that he looks great with the pink hair. He blushes at the statement. God, this guy is definitely cute!

We enjoy our food until Jiyong cuts himself on his knife. I'm not sure how he did that, but I could see blood dripping out of the cut. I grab his hand and put the wounded finger into my mouth. The look on his face is great. He's as red as a tomato and is looking everywhere except at me.

"G-Gackt-san, you don't have to d-do that…" He mumbles, obviously shy. I just keep his finger in my mouth until the bleeding stops. The moment I take it out, the waiter from before appears to take our empty plates with him.

When the waiter disappears again, we start talking about random things once more. He tells me about his dog that ate his shoes, their previous concerts, how he just loves the necklace I'm wearing. I tell him I'll take him to the store where I bought them on our next date. He chuckles.

We're eating our dessert, chocolate ice cream. And I get a great idea. Since we are nearing the end of our date and, let's face it, I don't really want it to be over, I'm going to tease him a bit. He grabs his spoon when I suddenly take it out of his hand.

"My, Ji-chan. You're injured! Here, let me feed you!" Before he could say anything about the pet name, I pick up a bit of ice cream with his spoon and hold it in front of his mouth.

"Open up!" I say, using the kind of voice you use when talking to a child. He does what I told him to do, though he looks uncomfortable doing so. Not unhappy, just uneasy.

I keep on feeding him, and after a while, I notice something changed. He looks less shy and more… self-assured. Every time the spoon leaves his lips, he holds his mouth open and licks his lips. He is doing this on purpose!You want to play? Fine, since we're finishing our dessert, let's bring this teasing to a whole new level.

I put my left foot against his leg and let it travel up. The look on his face is priceless. He certainly didn't expect this! He looks like his mother just cached him with his hand in the cookie jar. I just smile and move my leg up and down his leg. He bite his lip and it appears he wants to say something when I out of the blue, place my foot on his chair, in between his thighs. He tries to close his mouth to stifle a moan, but he fails.

Out of nowhere, the waiter comes out again. I swear that guy has the worst possible timing ever! But hey, he's just doing his job. I can see Jiyong trying to hide what was going on while I pay the bill. The waiter brings us our coats and we leave the place. When we are standing outside in the ally, I take his hand into mine and look at him.

"Let me walk you to your hotel." He smiles and nodes. On the way over to the hotel, Jiyong stays quiet, probably still a bit tranquilized from what happened at the café. Unfortunately it starts to rain so he lets go of my hand to take out his umbrella. He makes a sign, telling me to get under it together with him and since the umbrella isn't made for two people, I have to put one of my arms around his waist while I put my other hand on top of his hand, so we are both holding the umbrella. He looks at me with a blush on his face and I just smile. Normally, we wouldn't be able to do something like this out on the street. But it's raining so hard so nobody would be able to see it was us. Besides, we are walking under an umbrella. We arrive at the hotel. I know this hotel. It was known for his discretion so there was no problem in walking in by the front door. We stop before the door when Jiyong turns around to face me.

"Do you…want to come in?" He asks shyly. Quite a silly question. If he had pulled me in without asking, I'd still be happy. So I nod and he guides me towards the stairs. Apparently the elevator broke down a couple of days ago. Pity… I don't know why, but I challenge him into racing me. He grins at me and says something like 'challenge accepted'. We take of and 6 floors and hundreds of steps later, I reach the top of the stairs first. When I look back I can see Jiyong trying to reach the top as well, chest heaving, clearly out of breath.

"You need to work on your condition, Ji-chan!" I say jokingly. He blushes as he finally stands next to me. He reaches into his pocket and takes out a key. As I look around, I discover that there's only one door on the entire floor. He must have noticed my slight confusion.

"Our managers made sure we had an entire floor to ourselves since half of the group tends to go out partying and coming home drunk." He laughs, scratching his head in the meanwhile.

"But I think they're all out right now, if you know what I mean…" He almost whispers that last sentence, eyes looking into mine.

"Oh I think I know exactly what you mean…" And with that, he kind of smiles, turning around and opens the door.

When we walk in, I give him just enough time to turn on the light, but then I push him into the closest wall and put my hands on either side of his face. Okay, done with playing nice. He has been teasing me as well so I'm sure he wants me as much as I want him! I can see clearly now that his eyes are filled with lust. I remove my left hand off the wall and place it on his cheek. He's so beautiful. To be honest, I never thought I'd fall for a rapper, ever! Most of those rappers on TV they… I don't know, they're macho's, trying to impress girls. I absolutely dislike them. But then again, those guys were straight while this one here… Let's say he's far from straight. He's cute, colourful and I have to admit, if I didn't know he was a rapper, I never would've guessed.

I inch my face closer to his, slightly bowing down. He's shorter than me, but only by a few centimetres. I put my lips on his and stay like that for a few seconds. The boy doesn't move at first but after a moment, he opens his lips slightly. I deepen the kiss and he grabs my shoulders with his hands, trying to get me closer to him. But I keep standing where I am and he kinda whines because of it. Instead, I put my one of my knees in between his thighs. He abruptly ends the kiss and looks at me, eyes even darker than before. I just smile like I always do and attach my lips on his neck while moving my knee up higher so it's touching his crotch. I can hear him moan. When my lips arrive at his collarbone, I decide that his jacket has to go. He looks great in it, but right now he looks better without it. Thus I put my hands in between him and the wall and move him so we're standing in the middle of the hallway. The kissing never ends when I remove the jacket and when it's finally off, I decide it is time to take this somewhere else. Not knowing my way around the place, I choose the first door I could find, hoping it was the bedroom that was behind it.

Opening the door by pushing Jiyong against it, still kissing, I notice we were in the kitchen. Oh well, good enough. The boy probably didn't even know where he was right now as he was kissing me like there was no tomorrow. I try to lead us to the kitchen counter on the opposite side of the room without breaking anything and when we get there, I lock him in between my body and the counter. And it's then he finally ends the kiss. He looks around and looks at me, confusion written over his face.

"The kitchen?" He asks out of breath.

"I thought it was the bedroom…" His face turns red again as his mouth forms the shape of an 'O'. I chuckle at his reaction. He smiles and I can feel I'm falling for him badly. Not wasting a good moment, I kiss him again, but more passionately this time.

"Sit on top of the counter…" I say and he obeys. I take a step back to look at him. He's sitting there, legs apart, chest heaving with his mouth half open. I hastily make my way over to the boy again. I claim his lips once more and I move my waist between his legs so our erections meet.

"Aah-" this time he moans out loud and he grabs my hair at the back of my neck while putting his face on my shoulder. I give him a moment to rest but I can soon feel him rubbing slightly against me. Not being able to control myself any longer I take his head between my hands to move it back up so I could kiss his neck. He keeps silent, something I don't want. I want to hear him. Thus I move one of my hands over his nipple, pinching in trough the shirt, while the other moves over the bulge that has formed in his pants. The reaction I get is perfect, he moans again, hips moving against my hand.

"Gackt-san, m-more…" He begs, and I am about to give him what he wants when suddenly, I hear a loud and angry sounding voice coming from the door.

"So that's how it is!" I release Jiyong as fast as I can, step back and look towards the door. And sure enough, there was a blue-haired, angry-looking and a blond-haired guy standing right behind him. The tall one looks furious while the other looks at Jiyong and makes a face like he wants to say 'I'm sorry, I tried to stop him…'. When I look next to me I could see Jiyong almost shivering and it looks like he wants to dig a hole and hide in it.

"Hyung, it's not what you think…" He says in Korean. Luckily, I took Korean lessons so I'm mostly able to figure out what they are saying.

"Not what it looks like?! I think I know pretty well what's going on here! You're dating him! That's how he knew! You little shit, you knew what was going on didn't you!" The blue haired guy keeps yelling while the other tries to calm him down by whispering things like 'Hyung calm down' and 'don't do anything stupid'. Jiyong on the other end dares to speak up to him.

"That's not what happened. Today was our first date. As I told Daesung, I agreed he could take me out on a date if he'd make sure Daesung would get his birthday present…" As soon as the sentence leave his mouth I can see he realizes he said something wrong. Seunghyun turns around and the blond guy backs away, holding his hands in front of his face as if he was afraid that the other one would hit him.

"You knew?" the blue haired man says. He doesn't sound so much angry as hurt now.

"Hyung, I swear I didn't know until the day after. Yes, I had my suspicion he was behind all this, so I confronted him and he admitted. I didn't tell you because you'd be angry while Jiyong-hyung only wanted to help us so please just-" He begs, trying to don't let situation get any worse. The other one tries to say something, but I cut him off, realizing something. I turn my head towards Jiyong.

"Wait, that's what you told him? I thought we'd agreed that I could get you to go out on a date with me if I let you watch them while they, you know…" Okay, it just slipped out of my mind. I realized I actually said that when I see Jiyong staring at me in disbelieve. I turn my head and see two pair of eyes wide open while they yelled in unison.

"WHAT?!"

The End~

A/N: Yeeey finally finished… Sorry for the mistakes, as usual… So, how was it?

Thinking of writing a new fic soon, but I've got to finish another one first.