Title: Secret Identity II
Author: Black Rainbow
Chapter: 11/?
Status: on-going, unedited
Genre: AU, yaoi
Archive: http://moonflower.tk, sdbc, fanfiction.net. if for some reason you want it, e-mail me. ^^
Disclaimer: me only own the original characters and story… Takehiko Inoue owns SD characters, Jahnna N. Malcolm band name, and songs.
Warnings: crossdressing. characters will probably be very OOC, as I don't really know a lot about them.
-__- Sorry about that.
Chapter Eleven
"Man, you should have seen me when I entered the record store down the street and saw your Sin single for the first time. First of all, I mean, knowing it was YOU, and that picture…" Hanamichi was growing red at his best friend's words. "It was a good single, anyway," Mito said hurriedly. "What did you do when you first saw the billboard?"
"Let's see... the first time I drove by it, I went into shock and almost ran into this Toyota in front of me. Then I pulled over and stared at it until Oniichan came to pick me up," Hanamichi confessed. "The moment we reached Akira's office, I was yelling -"
"- and throwing CDs at me," Sendoh supplied cheerfully, earning himself a dirty look from Hanamichi.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fujima noticed Rukawa getting up and walking away. He frowned, and wanted to go after his cousin, but decided to let Rukawa have his privacy. He looked around the table. Hanamichi was still talking animatedly to Youhei and Sendoh, with Mitsui interrupting them now and then. Kiminobu was doodling on his paper napkin. Hanagata was listening to Hanamichi, but he glanced at the direction Rukawa had disappeared to, a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a couple of minutes passed, Hanagata stood up and left, excusing himself politely.
Hanagata walked up to the stairs that led to the second floor of the club. Downstairs, the club was all bright lights and sweat and smoke. Above, it was darker and more subdued. He looked around a bit before spotting Rukawa smoking in a corner. He was sitting on a large sofa that had a big television in front of it, but he seemed to be staring into space rather than watching tv. He didn't even look up when Hanagata walked over and sat next to him.
"Hi," Hanagata murmured. Rukawa just nodded shortly to acknowledge his presence, and flicked his cigarette before taking another drag. "I really like the bass lick you write in Toy," Hanagata told him.
Rukawa just nodded again. He stared at his cigarette for a couple of seconds before putting it out. He suddenly found himself thirsty for another drink, but he ignored the feeling. He thought about Hanagata dancing in the crowds, looking at him. He thought about the look Hanamichi gave him before they were going to perform that night. /I just need to forget him/, Rukawa thought. /Forget everything./
Next to him, Hanagata didn't know what else to say. Part of him wanted the other boy to leave him be, but Hanagata's presence was oddly comforting.
"He will never want you, you know," Hanagata finally said in a low tone.
/Is it that obvious?/ Rukawa wondered, and closed his eyes against the wave of pain that hit him. Hanagata continued, "I've seen him with Sendoh, and they -"
"I know," Rukawa snapped, opening his eyes again to send Hanagata a cold glare. Hanagata just shrugged apologetically. Irritated, Rukawa muttered, "What do you want, anyway?" His hand reached out for another cigarette, but stopped when he felt another hand close on his. For a moment he stared at Hanagata's hands on his. It felt strangely unfamiliar. He realized then that it was a long time since he had been touched (being poked by Kenji and hit by Sakuragi does NOT count). His skin tingled at the touch, like it had been numb and was finally waking up. Pins and needles. It hurts, but was also strangely pleasant.
He looked up, startled, at Hanagata. "What are you doing?" he asked softly.
Hanagata's eyes just looked back at him, dark. "You /did/ ask me what I wanted..." he murmured. Ever so slowly, he leaned closer and lowered his mouth to Rukawa's.
Without even realizing it, Rukawa parted his lips in invitation. His finger's raised to Hanagata's jaw, touching it gently, as the kiss deepened. Suddenly all he wanted was Hanagata's warmth. /Just for a while/, he told himself, as they shifted on the sofa so that they were more comfortable, and Hanagata's tongue stroke deeper in Rukawa's mouth. /Just one more taste.../ Hanagata's mouth left his mouth, skating down his neck, sending a wave of need pulsing through him, and he suddenly panicked. He shuddered, and tried to push Hanagata away.
The older boy tensed, and slowly came back to his senses. "What is it?" he asked softly, pulling away.
Rukawa just shot him a cold look, and scrambled out of the sofa, and left.
Rukawa stared at his reflection, letting the water in the sink run and fall between his fingers. When the door to the men's room creaked open, he half- expected to see Fujima, to ask him what happened, to get mad at him, to sympathize… he expected anything from his cousin, really.
The figure that came in was tall and thin with sharp bones and pair of glasses that did not hide the intense gaze of his eyes. Rukawa ignored him, and looked down at his fingers. He slowly turned off the tap and walked away, not even looking at Hanagata.
"Kaede."
Rukawa stopped, but did not turn.
"What was that all about?"
"I just wanted to forget… even if only for a few seconds," Rukawa answered lowly, and reached for the door handle. Before he could open the door, Hanagata's arms went around his waist, embracing him from behind. They stood like that for a few seconds, and then Hanagata felt Rukawa lean against him. He sighed. He knew he couldn't expect Rukawa to forget Hanamichi overnight, but he could wait. He didn't mind. In the meanwhile…
His hands went lower, and fingered Rukawa's waistband. He heard the younger boy's breath quicken, and he knew that it would only take a kiss. Just one kiss, and he would have Rukawa. His fingers clenched, but he pulled them away, as he placed a soft kiss on Rukawa's shoulder blades.
"I can wait," he murmured.
NEXT DAY
Jin stared at the entrance of Lost Souls?, wondering if he really should do what he was about to do - find Fujima and have a talk about what happened, and about their relationship in general. He took a deep breath and walked into the club.
At night, Lost Souls? was usually packed with screaming crowds and loud music. In the morning, it was dim and quiet, besides the occasional burst of music from bands practicing. He stepped in uneasily, and walked on until he reached the stage area, where an unknown band were sitting and talking quietly. All of them turned to look at him.
"Um…"
"Soi-kun!" a pair of arms engulfed him in a hug, sending him back a step.
He smiled slowly and asked, "How come you're up so early?"
Himiko pulled back and looked at him for a second, before answering, "What do you mean? I haven't even slept yet!" She smiled at him. "So, what brings you to Ryonan?"
"Actually, I was looking for Kenji. Do you know where he is?"
Himiko nodded. "Osaka."
"What?" He hadn't expected Kenji to be away. After all, the last time they saw each other was yesterday morning, and Kenji didn't mention anything about it…
"Yup. The whole band. And their manager, who also happens to be the club's booking agent. And this other guy, who is rather cute, by the way…" she trailed off, trying to remember something else. "Hmmm… well, it sure is quiet here without them," she finally said, not knowing what else to say.
/Maybe he didn't have a chance to tell me…/ Jin thought. /And maybe he never planned to tell me…/ He thanked Himiko politely and asked her to tell him when Kenji is back in Ryonan.
"Of course," she said, smiling. When he had left Lost Souls?, her smile faded. She had a feeling that something was wrong with the two, but she didn't know what it was.
Meanwhile, in an apartment in Osaka, Mito Youhei stared at his best friend across the dining table. "I can't believe that this is you," he murmured with a soft laugh. "You haven't written in AGES, and now you show up looking really different, and you tell me that you're gay?"
Sendoh was leaning against Hanamichi's shoulder, asleep. Mito had given Mitsui and Kiminobu the guest room, while Fujima and Rukawa were sleeping on the living room sofa. Hanagata had gone out, and had told them that he'd be back soon. Hanamichi just nodded at Mito. "Aren't you glad that we're not forgetting you even though all of us are going to be rich and famous?" he asked with a smile.
Mito just rolled his eyes at the question. "So what made all of you to come knocking at my door at 2 a.m. in the morning?"
"Simple. We were in Osaka, and we decided to ask you to hang out with us like we used to!" Hanamichi said, beaming.
Mito shook his head slightly. "Why did I even bother asking?"
"I don't know," Hanamichi answered, yawning.
"Why don't you sleep in my room?" Mito asked him. "I'm going to work in a while already."
"We're going back to Ryonan today," Hanamichi murmured sleepily.
"That's okay. Just lock up before you leave, okay?" Hanamichi nodded pushed Sendoh away so that he could get up and head towards the nearest door. "Er, Hanamichi, that's the bathroom. My room's over there," Mito said, pointing.
"Oh. I knew that," Hanamichi said with another yawn, now heading towards Mito's room. "G'night," he murmured, although it was near noon.
- tsuzuku -
so? Is it as crappy as I thought?
Author: Black Rainbow
Chapter: 11/?
Status: on-going, unedited
Genre: AU, yaoi
Archive: http://moonflower.tk, sdbc, fanfiction.net. if for some reason you want it, e-mail me. ^^
Disclaimer: me only own the original characters and story… Takehiko Inoue owns SD characters, Jahnna N. Malcolm band name, and songs.
Warnings: crossdressing. characters will probably be very OOC, as I don't really know a lot about them.
-__- Sorry about that.
Chapter Eleven
"Man, you should have seen me when I entered the record store down the street and saw your Sin single for the first time. First of all, I mean, knowing it was YOU, and that picture…" Hanamichi was growing red at his best friend's words. "It was a good single, anyway," Mito said hurriedly. "What did you do when you first saw the billboard?"
"Let's see... the first time I drove by it, I went into shock and almost ran into this Toyota in front of me. Then I pulled over and stared at it until Oniichan came to pick me up," Hanamichi confessed. "The moment we reached Akira's office, I was yelling -"
"- and throwing CDs at me," Sendoh supplied cheerfully, earning himself a dirty look from Hanamichi.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fujima noticed Rukawa getting up and walking away. He frowned, and wanted to go after his cousin, but decided to let Rukawa have his privacy. He looked around the table. Hanamichi was still talking animatedly to Youhei and Sendoh, with Mitsui interrupting them now and then. Kiminobu was doodling on his paper napkin. Hanagata was listening to Hanamichi, but he glanced at the direction Rukawa had disappeared to, a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a couple of minutes passed, Hanagata stood up and left, excusing himself politely.
Hanagata walked up to the stairs that led to the second floor of the club. Downstairs, the club was all bright lights and sweat and smoke. Above, it was darker and more subdued. He looked around a bit before spotting Rukawa smoking in a corner. He was sitting on a large sofa that had a big television in front of it, but he seemed to be staring into space rather than watching tv. He didn't even look up when Hanagata walked over and sat next to him.
"Hi," Hanagata murmured. Rukawa just nodded shortly to acknowledge his presence, and flicked his cigarette before taking another drag. "I really like the bass lick you write in Toy," Hanagata told him.
Rukawa just nodded again. He stared at his cigarette for a couple of seconds before putting it out. He suddenly found himself thirsty for another drink, but he ignored the feeling. He thought about Hanagata dancing in the crowds, looking at him. He thought about the look Hanamichi gave him before they were going to perform that night. /I just need to forget him/, Rukawa thought. /Forget everything./
Next to him, Hanagata didn't know what else to say. Part of him wanted the other boy to leave him be, but Hanagata's presence was oddly comforting.
"He will never want you, you know," Hanagata finally said in a low tone.
/Is it that obvious?/ Rukawa wondered, and closed his eyes against the wave of pain that hit him. Hanagata continued, "I've seen him with Sendoh, and they -"
"I know," Rukawa snapped, opening his eyes again to send Hanagata a cold glare. Hanagata just shrugged apologetically. Irritated, Rukawa muttered, "What do you want, anyway?" His hand reached out for another cigarette, but stopped when he felt another hand close on his. For a moment he stared at Hanagata's hands on his. It felt strangely unfamiliar. He realized then that it was a long time since he had been touched (being poked by Kenji and hit by Sakuragi does NOT count). His skin tingled at the touch, like it had been numb and was finally waking up. Pins and needles. It hurts, but was also strangely pleasant.
He looked up, startled, at Hanagata. "What are you doing?" he asked softly.
Hanagata's eyes just looked back at him, dark. "You /did/ ask me what I wanted..." he murmured. Ever so slowly, he leaned closer and lowered his mouth to Rukawa's.
Without even realizing it, Rukawa parted his lips in invitation. His finger's raised to Hanagata's jaw, touching it gently, as the kiss deepened. Suddenly all he wanted was Hanagata's warmth. /Just for a while/, he told himself, as they shifted on the sofa so that they were more comfortable, and Hanagata's tongue stroke deeper in Rukawa's mouth. /Just one more taste.../ Hanagata's mouth left his mouth, skating down his neck, sending a wave of need pulsing through him, and he suddenly panicked. He shuddered, and tried to push Hanagata away.
The older boy tensed, and slowly came back to his senses. "What is it?" he asked softly, pulling away.
Rukawa just shot him a cold look, and scrambled out of the sofa, and left.
Rukawa stared at his reflection, letting the water in the sink run and fall between his fingers. When the door to the men's room creaked open, he half- expected to see Fujima, to ask him what happened, to get mad at him, to sympathize… he expected anything from his cousin, really.
The figure that came in was tall and thin with sharp bones and pair of glasses that did not hide the intense gaze of his eyes. Rukawa ignored him, and looked down at his fingers. He slowly turned off the tap and walked away, not even looking at Hanagata.
"Kaede."
Rukawa stopped, but did not turn.
"What was that all about?"
"I just wanted to forget… even if only for a few seconds," Rukawa answered lowly, and reached for the door handle. Before he could open the door, Hanagata's arms went around his waist, embracing him from behind. They stood like that for a few seconds, and then Hanagata felt Rukawa lean against him. He sighed. He knew he couldn't expect Rukawa to forget Hanamichi overnight, but he could wait. He didn't mind. In the meanwhile…
His hands went lower, and fingered Rukawa's waistband. He heard the younger boy's breath quicken, and he knew that it would only take a kiss. Just one kiss, and he would have Rukawa. His fingers clenched, but he pulled them away, as he placed a soft kiss on Rukawa's shoulder blades.
"I can wait," he murmured.
NEXT DAY
Jin stared at the entrance of Lost Souls?, wondering if he really should do what he was about to do - find Fujima and have a talk about what happened, and about their relationship in general. He took a deep breath and walked into the club.
At night, Lost Souls? was usually packed with screaming crowds and loud music. In the morning, it was dim and quiet, besides the occasional burst of music from bands practicing. He stepped in uneasily, and walked on until he reached the stage area, where an unknown band were sitting and talking quietly. All of them turned to look at him.
"Um…"
"Soi-kun!" a pair of arms engulfed him in a hug, sending him back a step.
He smiled slowly and asked, "How come you're up so early?"
Himiko pulled back and looked at him for a second, before answering, "What do you mean? I haven't even slept yet!" She smiled at him. "So, what brings you to Ryonan?"
"Actually, I was looking for Kenji. Do you know where he is?"
Himiko nodded. "Osaka."
"What?" He hadn't expected Kenji to be away. After all, the last time they saw each other was yesterday morning, and Kenji didn't mention anything about it…
"Yup. The whole band. And their manager, who also happens to be the club's booking agent. And this other guy, who is rather cute, by the way…" she trailed off, trying to remember something else. "Hmmm… well, it sure is quiet here without them," she finally said, not knowing what else to say.
/Maybe he didn't have a chance to tell me…/ Jin thought. /And maybe he never planned to tell me…/ He thanked Himiko politely and asked her to tell him when Kenji is back in Ryonan.
"Of course," she said, smiling. When he had left Lost Souls?, her smile faded. She had a feeling that something was wrong with the two, but she didn't know what it was.
Meanwhile, in an apartment in Osaka, Mito Youhei stared at his best friend across the dining table. "I can't believe that this is you," he murmured with a soft laugh. "You haven't written in AGES, and now you show up looking really different, and you tell me that you're gay?"
Sendoh was leaning against Hanamichi's shoulder, asleep. Mito had given Mitsui and Kiminobu the guest room, while Fujima and Rukawa were sleeping on the living room sofa. Hanagata had gone out, and had told them that he'd be back soon. Hanamichi just nodded at Mito. "Aren't you glad that we're not forgetting you even though all of us are going to be rich and famous?" he asked with a smile.
Mito just rolled his eyes at the question. "So what made all of you to come knocking at my door at 2 a.m. in the morning?"
"Simple. We were in Osaka, and we decided to ask you to hang out with us like we used to!" Hanamichi said, beaming.
Mito shook his head slightly. "Why did I even bother asking?"
"I don't know," Hanamichi answered, yawning.
"Why don't you sleep in my room?" Mito asked him. "I'm going to work in a while already."
"We're going back to Ryonan today," Hanamichi murmured sleepily.
"That's okay. Just lock up before you leave, okay?" Hanamichi nodded pushed Sendoh away so that he could get up and head towards the nearest door. "Er, Hanamichi, that's the bathroom. My room's over there," Mito said, pointing.
"Oh. I knew that," Hanamichi said with another yawn, now heading towards Mito's room. "G'night," he murmured, although it was near noon.
- tsuzuku -
so? Is it as crappy as I thought?