When the doorbell rang, Daichi looked frantically in the mirror. He looked fine, except this piece of hair wasn't in the right plac- the doorbell rang again, and the silverette jumped in surprise. Usually, Katsuo wasn't this.. demanding when it came to opening the door, but Daichi hurried out of the bathroom, unlocking the door and opening it with a shy smile. On the other side, Katsuo was giving the boy grin to mask his nerves.
Daichi gave Katsuo a quick glance over, and his eyes widened in surprise. The boy in front of him wasn't wearing his normal get-up of stone-washed blue jeans and a simple t-shirt. No, instead, Katsuo was dressed in tight jeans that framed his thighs, and a thin t-shirt that swept over his hips and waist in the most arousing manner. Daichi looked away from the man shyly, blushing. Suddenly, his outfit of a thin sweater and khaki shorts wasn't good enough, or sexy enough.
Katsuo obviously looked the boy over, liking the clothes the silverette wore. He looked like a virgin, which he probably was, and that expression he had on his face, the one of embarrassed arousal, made him want to jump the boy right then and there. But that would ruin a night of fun, and Katsuo still felt like going clubbing with the boy.
Daichi shifted uncomfortably. "How do I look?" His blush intensified when Katsuo smirked, leaning in to stroke his silver hair softly.
"Gorgeous." Katsuo answered, pulling back, much to the distaste of both boys. "Your parents okay with this?"
"Yeah, left them a note. It'll be fine, and if they get mad, I'll take responsibility." Daichi combed his fingers through his hair, checking his pockets to make sure he had his cell phone and his spare key. As soon he made sure, he stepped out and closed the door to the penthouse.
The club was bursting with activity and music. A large crowd gathered around the bar, and an even larger crowd was gathered on the dance floor, swaying wildly to a random pop number. Daichi smelt something akin to skunk mixed with beef jerky, but he ignored it as he followed Katsuo to the bar. It was rather awkward, he'd never been to a club. There were so many people, he thought, and he didn't know a single one.
He stood behind Katsuo as the older boy ordered drinks, and jumped when strong arms wrapped around his midsection. "Hey cutie." Warm lips whispered into his neck as he struggled, shivering when they nipped just behind the shell of his ear. "You wanna dance?" Daichi shut his eyes, letting out a whine as the stranger blew hot breath into his ear.
"Katsuo.." He whimpered in distress, fighting against the hands that kept wandering down his body in slow strokes.
"Hm?" The blond turned, frowning at the sight. "Oi!" He slapped the man's roaming hands away from the silverette. "Keep your filthy hands off him!" Katsuo pulled the flushing boy to his body, glaring at the man. "He's taken, now scram!"
As the man scowled and left to find more willing prey, the silverette stayed plastered against the blond's side, flushing as he burying his head in the crook of the other boy's neck. They stood like that, before the two of the parted, realising the embarrassing predicament. Both blushed as they looked at each other, and Daichi broke his gaze to fix his clothing. Taken, huh, Daichi thought, but we aren't together.. are we? When he looked back up, Katsuo handed him a glass filled with gin. The boy mistook it for water, and began to quickly sip the hard liquor.
The first taste of the drink was sharp and bitter, and made Daichi grimace and cough. Katsuo just watched as the boy spat, furrowing his eyebrows as his eyes watered. God, that stuff was.. repulsive!
"W-What is this?" Daichi asked, still coughing. It tasted horrible. Okay, maybe not that bad, his head was spinning. What did it taste like again? He went in for another sip.
"Gin," Katsuo answered, smirking at the silverette. He had long since learned to appreciate the bitter sting of alcohol, and he just had to wait until the boy was loose enough to have fun here, in this club.
The silverette's eyes widened, and Katsuo could already begin to see the hazy look in his eyes. "G-Gin?" Daichi blinked. "But I'm underage-" Katsuo slapped a hand over Daichi's mouth, shushing him.
"They don't check ID's here, and be quieter, someone could hear." Katsuo gasped as the boy's tongue began to trace his hand, licking the long digits. He shivered, and Daichi smirked, watching in delight as the blond flushed heavily. It was his fault for putting his hand over his mouth and tempting him.
Daichi pulled away from the hand and leaned closer. What was he doing? He didn't know, he couldn't control himself. The alcohol he had drank was beginning to take over his movements.
"So, if we're together.." Daichi whispered against Katsuo's lips, tracing the blond's jawline with a finger. "Can I kiss you?" He didn't wait for an answer, and kissed the other boy softly on the lips. He tasted like gin, smoke, and, surprisingly, mints, and when he pulled away, Daichi smiled at Katsuo.
"You taste good." He closed his eyes, going in for another, before Katsuo placed a hand over the silverette's mouth to stop him. Daichi's eyes opened, and he looked slightly hurt. Katsuo frowned. He needed to teach the boy how to kiss. But first..
"Dance with me." Daichi blinked in surprise, but smiled a little, taking Katsuo's hand and dragging the blond into the mesh of people.
Katsuo's thick hands fit perfectly on his hips, and he was the right height for the blond to bury his head in the other boy's shoulder. They fit together like a puzzle piece, and Daichi sighed, leaning into Katsuo's strong body.
The sunshine practically fried his optic nerves when he awoke, and he buried his head beneath the pillow. Beside him, Katsuo shifted, throwing an arm around his waist. The blond was less affected by the prospect of a hangover because of his past of extensive drinking.
Shit, this hurts, Daichi thought as he groaned, fighting down the sickening urge to vomit. His head throbbed in pain, and the pillow that was keeping out the sunlight was suffocating him. As he began to come to his senses, the boy first noticed a lack of socks, even though he always wore socks when he slept. Second, he noticed the lack of shirt, and third, his boxers were soiled with... something. W-Was that.. semen?
The silverette's bloodshot eyes opened, and he sat up, massaging the bridge of his nose in an attempt to relieve some of the headache caused by the alcohol last night..
Wait, when did he have alcohol? What happened last night?
It took a few seconds, but when it dawned on him, Daichi blushed furiously. Last night... He couldn't remember much, but what he did remember was embarrassing. Him and Katsuo.. were they a thing now?
Next to him, Katsuo sat up as well, stretching. The silverette paled as he turned to him, and blushed hard when the blond gave him a good morning kiss.
When they parted, Katsuo smirked, reaching up the stroke the silver hair of his friend-turned-lover. "Morning sunshine." He whispered, kissing him once more.
In the doorway, Misaki gasped softly, dropping the wash that he had been bringing to Daichi's room. The two broke apart and stared at the silverette's papa, both in surprise, and in embarrassment. Misaki's emotions morphed from those of surprise to those of anger and suspicion, and he stomped over, pulling Katsuo out of Daichi's room by his ear while said silverette followed with wide eyes trying to calm his papa's temper. This was so unlike him that Daichi had no idea what to do, and was forced to watch his papa throw Katsuo, his friend and now lover, out of the penthouse. Katsuo turned back looking at Daichi with wide pleading eyes, but he could do nothing, or suffer the wrath of his papa.
When Misaki had slammed the door, all was quiet save the angry pants coming from the brunette. Daichi was terrified, watching his papa with green eyes filled with pain and anguish. How could someone he loved so dearly act so angry when he had found another person he loved just as much?
From outside the room, Katsuo asked if he could get his shirt, and Misaki barked a forceful 'No!' through the door, then turned on Daichi with a glare.
"Sit on the couch. Your father and I have to discuss this with you."
A/N: ANIMAZEMENT WAS AMAZING! If anyone went, and saw a Lithuania with her hair pulled back, and she was staring at you, it either means she really liked your cosplay or really liked the shirt you were wearing. FYI that Lithuania happened to be me so... yeah, it was AWESOME~ btdubs, never had gin (kinda underage uhhh...), so I just asked my dad what it tasted like, and he said it tasted bitter... please don't kill me if that's wrong. also, sorry, but this chapter kinda sucked.. I wrote some of it at 4 this morning after animazement, then took a five hour nap, cleaned my kitchen, then finished this... ACK, I'M SORRY!
invisiblemage: ... if I say your speculations were kind of close to what's going to happen, sorta kinda, what would you say? I'm not saying that it's going to happen, per se, but it was one of the options. I don't know what's going to happen though.. so.. yeah... And you never ruin anything and you're never an idiot! Don't say that! Your speculations are awesome, and I love listening to what you think is going to happen! And your compliments on the way my writing is: THANK YOU SOOO MUCH, like, I seriously can't express to you how much I thank you with text! And yes, what you noticed is good. I'm ignoring her, and I guess I'll explain why in a later chapter. Again, I just want to say THANK YOU SOOOOOOOO MUCH!
Pinky5907: BAM, how was that for getting together? Pretty awesome right? But do not worry, more yaoi is to come~ nehehe
xela44: GAH, thank you so much! ^^ and I will! XD
