Sono toki wa, mohaya jubun desu - When time's not enough

Chapter VI

Dark brown eyes met ice blue. Kouyou had taken in the information better than expected and the pair was currently sitting in the studio, waiting for the other band members to arrive. The staring contest was starting to tire her out, but at least it was better than to answer his questions which were almost impossible to give a concrete answer. Another minute passed by, and no one was yet willing to give in, and by now, voices could be heard from behind the closed studio doors. And soon after the door opened, revealing a blond mop of hair together with the man from yesterday, Yuu.

The newcomers stopped their discussion to watch the competing pair with interest, and it didn't take long before the door opened again and the last two members announced their arrival.

"Neh, Kouyou kun, we need to get to work." The tall dark haired male beside Yuu uttered, but neither of the two moved a fin. "Kouyou kun?"

But it seemed that the tall blond didn't have any intention to lose the staring contest, which started to go on the quartet's nerves. They tried to get his attention for a few more minutes before Yuu lost his patience and wacked Kouyou in the back of his head before grabbing him by the hem of his shirt and jerked him towards their guitars. The poor guy didn't know what hit him, and while the other three laughed their asses off, Chiyoku gaped at them.

A few minutes later, after some irritation on Kouyou's part, the practice session seemed to get on the road. Chiyoku had specifically been told to sit on the couch by the window and Kouyou had even brought her a cup of tea.

So there she was, contently sipping her tea, watching as the guys set up their instruments and once in a while, one of them would tease the other only to be awarded with a light punch on the arm.

When they finally started to play, Chiyoku could only stare. The music were flowing through her in smooth waves, the ballad filling her soul with peace. Guren, as she learned that the song was called, had caught her, and would never let go. But the peace didn't last for long. As soon as the first song finished, they started up with a new, much more heavy song. Headache man. In only a few minutes time, the studio had turned from a harmonic place to a heavy, Rock n' Roll stage. The five guy's lived for and moved with the music as if they were on stage, rather than in a small studio.

A few songs later, Takanori, the singer, called for a break and the others agreed wholeheartedly.

The guys sat down where there were an empty seat, either on the couch, a stool or on the floor. Kouyou bounced on the couch, actually placing himself on Yuu's lap and then fought with him over the seat next to the quite startled female.

"Don't mind them, Kobayashi san, they do this all the time." Chiyoku turned to look at the source of the voice. Yutaka, the drummer, had a genial smile on his face and shook his head slightly at the two males, now laying sprawled on the floor, exhausted.

The rest of the day went past pretty fast and as the time struck five p.m. practice ended, and everyone went their own way, but not before they decided that they would go out and eat later during the week.

The days went past in a fast pace. During the few occasions when she couldn't come with Kouyou to practice or interviews, she used her time for cleaning. Kouyou's apartment weren't particularly messy, but being in a haste in the mornings often resulted in dirty dishes on the kitchen counter or something of the kind, and since he was kind enough to house her, she helped him with the chores. But not without getting a scolding from the male for doing it. He didn't like to have her working when she'd been hurt, even though the wounds had almost fully healed.

It was now Thursday, near half past eight in the evening, and Kouyou had yet to return. She had been alone since early in the morning, and now the photo shoot and the interview seemed to have taken longer than the pair had anticipated. That fact that she was bored was an understatement and not even the acoustic guitar Kouyou had left behind seemed to cheer her up.

As the time went by, the TV-show she had watched for a good hour had become uninteresting, and while letting out a yawn, she decided that she might as well go to sleep. But there was something in the air that made her uneasy. As if someone was watching her.

Her once extremely keen senses had been dulled during the past several days due to her wounds. They were starting to get back to normal, but as of now, she had yet to recover completely.

She headed over to the living room window and looked out into the darkness, only to be met by a face she rather not have seen. His glare spoke volumes, the black orbs staring straight at her. Hayao was out for revenge and would stop at almost nothing to get it.

Chiyoku jerked as the door opened, revealing Kouyou with one of his guitar cases. Quickly, she turned to the window again, only to see nothing. He was gone, but she knew he was watching her.

"Whaaa... I'm sorry I'm so late, Chiyoku san. The last interview got delayed and we had to wait for two hours. Can you believe it? Two hours! Dang, we need to get you a phone in case this happens again."

She watched his ranting with a small smile on her lips, but she couldn't get his face off her retina. He knew where she was staying, and whom she was staying with. He would be back.

Her thoughts were cut short when Kouyou waved his hand in front of her, a concerned look on his face.

"Are you alright? Do you need to feed?"

She shook her head, telling him no. He had offered her to feed on him when she needed to, and she had thanked him, but doubted that she would do it any time soon. She still felt bad about biting him. He offered her a genuine smile before wandering off to get ready for bed.

Chiyoku dressed in the clothes Kouyou had loaned her for sleeping in and crept under the sheets of his comfortable bed. The two was still sharing the sleeping space, and non had made a move to change that. They were content in each other's presence.

Kouyou came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. His hair was damp, indicating that he had taken a shower before coming to bed, and he was wearing a pair of boxers and a t-shirt to sleep in. Seeing as Chiyoku had started to doze off, he practically jumped on the bed, scaring the living daylight out of her.

"Ahh! Anata no bakka!" she yelled at him for scaring her, and then playfully hit him on the arm, but made no move to get him off her. Kouyou was straddling her hips, making it impossible for her to move from under him.

He smiled cheekily at her and laid beside her instead, pulling the duvet up to his nose, but still watching her.

"Oyasumi, Takashima san." she whispered, already feeling her eye lids threatening to close.

"Oyasumi nasai, Chiyoku san." he answered her, but she was already too far gone, falling into a deep sleep filled with dreams.