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The brunette drummer thought about the band manager while getting ready for that night's show. They had been using each other to get off for months now, yet when Oga tried to rekindle their romantic relationship, Furuichi put on the brakes. "I don't mind the arrangement we have right now." At least that's what Oga remembered Furuichi's voice saying, but his eyes begged for more. His eyes pleaded for things to return the way they were.

The girls had reconnected their relationship, and even with all that happened, they seemed happier. Stronger. Why weren't they?

"Oga, concert starts in five."

Oga nodded. Giving himself one last look see the mirror, he picked up his battered sticks and went to work.

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"Great job everyone! We have one more concert, then it's another tour well done. Go get some rest. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

"Furuichi, may I speak to you in private?"

Furuichi smiled at Oga and walked back with the drummer back to his trailer. It was their routine to meet up after a show. Oga and Furuichi liked to unwind together, maybe sex, but just to cuddle mostly. It was unconventional, Furuichi knew as he stepped up silver metal steps, but it worked for them. Oga lingered as he closed the door, he took a deep breath in, then chose his words as carefully as possible. "Furuichi, I would like to pick up where we left off."

"This again."Furuichi sighed as he toed off his shoes.

"I'm serious." Oga followed suit and hounded Furuichi's heels to the back of the trailer.

"You say that, but how can I believe you. I played a fool for almost four months until I found out that our relationship was merely a bet!"

"Furuichi, it might have started out that way, but please," Oga took Furuichi by the shoulders to look earnestly in his dark eyes, "It stopped being that way when I kissed you."

Furuichi blushed, but dropped his gaze. "You used me for entertainment."

"We did, but we were wrong. And I haven't been sleeping around like I used to. I haven't been drinking. I've been relatively responsible."

Furuichi couldn't help his snorted giggle. "You still have a hard time waking up without cold water to your face."

"Please Furuichi," Oga got down on both knees, taking Furuichi's now blushing hands in his, "let us give this another shot. A real shot."

Furuichi sighed and rolled his eyes as if put upon, "Fine. But if I find out that you made another bet with Hilda. You're not waking up one day."

Oga leapt to his feet and kissed Furuichi hard. He wasn't going to screw this up this time around.