Hello everyone!
Sorry this took a little longer than usual but I had to put a lot of thought into it since smut is so hard write -_-;
Anyway I hope you like it! Even though it's not as long as the last one I worked hard! Hopefully... So with this chapter you'll see the story move into an unexpected direction I guess? Let me know what you think! I don't own anything Uta-Pri either! Thanks a bunch!
augenblick(n.) lit. "in the blink of an eye": a 'decisive moment' in time that is fleeting, yet momentously eventful and incredibly significant
"Whatcha got there?"
Masato whipped around to find the jovial young prince and the short blonde peering over his shoulder as he inserted a disc into the DVD slot. "Are you going to watch a movie? Can I watch it with you?" Cecil's eyes brightened as he already sat on the couch anticipating the impending movie. "Is it an action movie?" His blonde counterpart also took a seat and waited eagerly for it to start.
"Do you remember Mikado-san?" Syo sneered in disgust, "The shorty from HEAVENS? How could I not remember that brat." The traditional young man nodded and decided with better judgement not to bring up his own height, "I ran into him a while ago and he gave me this disc saying it would help with my acting skills." Cecil clasped his hands together and smiled gleefully claiming he could benefit from it as well.
Masato pressed on the remote and waited until a screen flashed for a moment before cutting to a dimly lit bedroom. His eyes narrowed in confusion until a very loud, very lewd moan sounded from the open bathroom. Cecil watched on unabashed while Syo gripped the fabric of his shorts as a restraint.
Masato's stomach plummeted as he suddenly realized what they were watching. Now inside the bathroom a woman leaned against the wall of a shower panting heavily as her eyes were screw shut. A gentle spray from the nozzle misted her beautiful body while the camera panned down and revealed her glistening breasts as she fondled her swollen nipples. Another soft whine emitted from her throat as the trio sat transfixed.
By now Cecil watched intensely seemingly unaware he was watching porn as Syo clawed at the couch, "M-m-masato!" His voice came in a high pitched whisper as he could not tear himself away from the gorgeous woman. Remote still pointed in hand Masato watched numbly unable to process the scene in front of them.
Her hand skimmed down her taut waist until it reached her throbbing core, the camera focused on her face as it twisted in pleasure before another soft moan left her lips. Her other hand rested on her breast as she continued to roll her nipple around before her panting grew faster and her breathing hitched. Masato and Syo felt their lower stomach churn with longing as the woman opened her eyes slightly ever so close to release. Her head slid back against the tile and her mouth parted in a gasp accompanied by a winding moan. Her chest ceased bouncing rhythmically and a shaky sigh escaped her lips, by now the young STARISH member gritted his teeth as his lower half began to spring to life. His cheeks were completely tinted and immediately after the woman orgasmed Masato turned the monitor off forcibly.
"Why'd you turn it off? I was learning." They stared at Cecil incredulously as he sighed back in his seat completely unaffected by the clip. The pianist suddenly remembered the disc was an hour long and what they watched was only about seven minutes. "You," Syo's voice shook in rage as he turned to Masato with a deathly glare, "I had no idea-" He scrambled to justify himself while trying to quell the desire still pooling between his legs. "Thanks for the boner bro," he grumbled loudly beginning to get off the couch to take care of business. The other member gave an exasperated sigh at how utterly stupid he felt being duped by that little HEAVENS squirt.
Suddenly, a soft gasp sounded behind them.
Haruka stood with a hand over her mouth. Her entire face was blotchy red and her eyes widened when she saw the outline of Syo's restrained boner against his shorts. Steam blew out of his ears as she practically ran out of the living area, "Nanami-!" It was too late. Syo turned to Masato and an oblivious Cecil who had their eyes glued forward unable to believe what has happened. "I'm going to kill you." He growled as he pounced on his fellow members and began to pummel them with a pillow.
He bit back a gasp when his boner brushed against Cecil's knee and quickly left in a fuming mess back to his room. Masato watched dumbstruck thinking this could possibly be the worst thing that has ever happened to him, "So are we going to watch more?"
"Are you alright Mirai? You haven't said a word this whole time," From the front seat the older brunette prodded the young guitarist hoping to get a rise from her. Mirai bit her lip as the attention turned to her, "I'm fine." She began in a strained voice as Ranmaru smirked at a hint of annoyance. Due to Otoya's and Reiji's insistence Mirai found herself, one again, in Ranmaru's car a changed person. The car drive continued with an unrelenting barrage of questions from Reiji until they arrived at the production studio. Otoya said his goodbyes and muttered countless apologies and departed with his senior.
Silence engulfed the car.
"You're not going to sit up front?"
Heat rose from the back of her neck, "No." she bit off much to his amusement. "No one is looking." And indeed the coast was evidently clear; with a defeated sigh she got out the back and plopped into the passenger seat. She crossed her arms and sulked, "I brought a sleeping bag too, seeing as you live in my car and everything."
Her face darkened as she sent him a dangerous look, he regarded the road in front of him with a satisfied smirk at her expression. She went back to sulking before he asked softly, "Do you need to be anywhere?" She shook her head and he took off when Mirai's phone began to ring.
She looked at her screen and quickly answered, "Moshi?" A jagged breath was heard and muffled squeals, Mirai waited a moment and pressed for a response. "…Mirai." Haruka's voice was so small that it could barely be heard. "Ne, Haruka are you alright?" Ranmaru looked on interest at the unexpected call, "I don't know." She whimpered helplessly.
Mirai narrowed her eyes suspiciously, "It must be bad then. Do you want to talk about it?" She could hear her shaking her head with a tiny rebuttal, "Alright then, I'll send a car for you tomorrow okay?"
"Thank you," Mirai grinned at her cutely distressed voice, "See you then sweetie." The phone disconnected with a 'click' and the line went dead. Ranmaru grimaced before sending her a mildly disgusted face, "Sweetie?"
Mirai stuck her tongue out at him, "You're just jealous because I have friends." She mocked as he pulled up beside an alley. "I doubt anyone would recognize you," he muttered as he slipped on a beanie and sunglasses. She warily got out of the car and followed him down the alley and into a small hole in the wall. He opened the door and she was met with heavy bass and a very obscure scene, it was an extremely small venue with a handful of people scattered around makeshift tables and sofas. Seeing her confused face her guided her backstage and handed her a worn guitar.
"What the hell-"
"I come here sometimes to blow off steam," he offered simply as he strapped a bass around his body.
Her heart began to beat loudly in her ears as she carefully secured the guitar. They watched from behind the curtain the current act finish up their set until they left with scattered applause. Ranmaru gave her a swift nod and they walked out onto the stage with halfhearted applause, Mirai made final adjustments to the strings and strummed experimentally. She tapped her foot three times and started a slow winding rhythm, he bobbed his head along and joined in adding a few chords in between.
Encouraged by the stable bass she gradually began to accelerate the pace until he challenged her with his own exhilarating bass line. She smiled at the melody and backed it with a few strings as she turned to face him, he reciprocated and they continued in a seamless harmony. It took him a moment but he easily fell into her pace, it was unpredictable but he read her movements and facial expressions and complimented her rift perfectly.
By now she was beaming, she'd hate to admit aloud but they sounded great together. His sound was heavy and steady which provided her leeway to rip out her signature rifts, sweat was beginning to form on her brow due to the exertion but she was too far gone in the music to notice. Their eyes locked and she read from his expression the end was approaching, Mirai rode out her rapid phrase until they ended on the same chord abruptly.
Her eyes were only on him as the venue exploded into cheers. He flashed her a smug look and in an unexpected gesture he ruffled her hair as they both bowed hastily before exiting the stage, she followed briskly behind him as he shoved the back door open and led her to his car where they both collapsed from the adrenaline. She heaved in air trying to catch her breath as he started the car, a shaky laugh left her lips before they turned to each other.
She threw him a lopsided smile before she sensed the mood. Mirai looked between his eyes and his lips as she subconsciously licked hers. Once Ranmaru realized what was happening he withdrew quickly and sped off. She fell back into her seat as she tried to quell the embarrassment broiling in her stomach as she saw in her periphery his hardened exterior.
He turned off the engine as they sat in silence outside of her apartment. She tried several times to say something, anything, but faltered. "We shouldn't see each other for a while." His words hovered in the air until they were pierced by an uncharacteristic laugh. "You act as if we were dating," She chortled at his stoic appearance, "Thanks for the ride." With a plastered jovial grin she left his car and wrapped her arms around her body as the wind picked up. His car revved up and departed as she collected her thoughts and thought this was for the best.
However she hated this feeling. This gut-wrenching ache that ate away at her insides and left her numb, she hated it. She hated he made her feel this way. Biting her lip furiously she grew upset with herself for allowing this to happen.
Heaving a disappointed sigh she thought tonight might be a good night to get drunk.
"Yes?"
A lazy puff of smoke emitted from the tip of the bulbous cigar as Takeshi Ito inhaled the rich scent. "I'm sorry sir but the plan didn't go according to your orders." Ito studied the end of cigar until her let out a sinister chuckle, "I'm aware. However, your men did rough her up which counts for something I suppose."
"Sir?"
A lazy smirk crossed his lip causing the thin scar to coil, "I have another job for you. She has a show tonight, follow her. One of my men will be with her so there's nothing to worry about." He breathed out a wisp as silence sounded from the other line. "What would you like us to do?" In annoyance he stubbed it out forcibly, "Do I need to write a script for you? Kill her you fool." The other man quickly obliged and hung up, left alone to his thoughts Ito opened up his kimono slightly as studied his nails carefully before his phone began to ring.
"Abe-san, how delightful."
As the oblivious manager reported the success of today's schedule Ito's mouth twisted into an ominous grin. "Thank you President for allowing me time off for my anniversary, my wife really appreciates." He feigned a chuckle, "Of course, Abe-san."
Suddenly the back door opened and Mirai popped her head out in search of her manager. She waved him over and chastised him for leaving so abruptly. "The show's going to start soon, and who was it you were talking to?" He shrugged and muttered a response before she frowned slightly, "Are you really leaving tonight? I hope you have fun on your anniversary, tell Mayu-chan I said hi." His face relaxed as he clasped her shoulder, "I'll only be gone a few days, please make sure to keep up with your schedules." She groaned dramatically at his badgering but nodded nonetheless, the stage manager called her on she gave him a last grin before departing.
The show went off without a hitch.
However in the back of her mind an uneasy sensation was gnawing its way into her conscious. As she thanked the crew for their work and suited man with a beard approached her, she recognized him as the Presidents assistant and greeted him formally. "Since Abe-san is gone I'll be your chauffer for now." She nodded hesitantly and followed him to a sleek car, once they took off the man began to change lanes.
"Abe mentioned you wanted to go out, where would you like to go?" Her eyebrows knit in confusion unsure when she mentioned that to him but thought it must have slipped her mind. "Yeah I guess." He asked in a placid tone where she would like to go and replied wherever. She watched warily as they pulled up to a lively club, she looked back at the man and he encouraged her to go. "I'll meet you back here at three." Assured by his words she nodded and stepped out into the chilly air, the car immediately skid down the road as she entered the club without any hassle.
An all too familiar bass sounded and obnoxious laughter sounded as she reminded of that night. Making her way to the bar she ordered a light drink and surveyed the scene, it was certainly tame seeing as no one was acting too crazy. Downing her drink in one go she ordered another one feeling her stomach bubble as she watched the mass of people dancing, unless provoked Mirai never danced but tonight she was in one of those 'what the hell' moods. If I took her mind off of him then she didn't care.
After finishing her second drink and feeling a buzz come on she made her way to the mass and was greeted ceremoniously by the others. She found herself pressed up against a tall man as his hands ran down her sides tracing sensuous lines on her hips, she bit back a smile and leaned into his chest while swaying her hips against his lower abdomen.
Everything then began to blur; faces, voices. She felt nothing. She was nothing. Her conscious was slowly beginning to fade with tiny black dots expanding in her vision. Her strength was slipping and thought her drinks might have been heavier than she thought.
Once she slumped out cold the man she had been dancing with supported her weight and signaled for three men to follow when suddenly a figure came up to him. "Thank you so much for taking care of my sister, I've been looking everywhere for her." At the tall silver-haired man the trio of thugs gave him puzzled looks but begrudgingly complied once other people began to look on in interest. The man received Mirai and carried her to his car, slipping off his beanie and sunglasses he sent her a concerned look as he strapped her in.
Once the three men he evaded came out of the club looking threateningly at his car he stomped on the pedal and sped off.
After taking a few quick turns he was relieved to find they weren't being followed. As he turned into a new road a small gasp left Mirai's lips. His head turned in her direction in worry as he watched in the dim light her body writhed, she reached for the head seat and arched her back against the leather. Another gasp followed as her face twisted in desire as she shuddered. Even though the light changed green Ranmaru sat thunderstruck in his seat unable to move. Regardless of being passed out Mirai continued to squirm against the seat as her breaths grew into pants, he swallowed a dry lump as his insides began to stir. Hoping to prod her awake he reached out for her shoulder until her face pinched as she breathed out a single syllable, "R-ran," Her hips bucked as a whine formed in her throat, "R-ranmaru."
He restrained a groan as he retracted his hand and covered his mouth trying to suppress as much as he could. The sound of his name on her sinful lips was more than enough however he looked over to find her still writhing and panting his name. His lower abdomen was beginning to pool in desire until a loud honk sounded from behind and with a jerk the car lurched forward. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other on his mouth he got into the slower lane unable to keep up with the speed.
Suddenly her whines turned into a small mewl. He watched as her lip quivered and her chest heaved in shaky breaths, her mouth then parted in a desperate moan, "R-ran," He viciously bit his tongue when he heard her moaning for him as he became weak from arousal.
Her breathing began to slow down as she slumped against the seat, he took a heavy breath and relaxed his tense muscles as he looked over at her. Her lips were wet and her cheeks were tinted as her breaths came evenly. He growled at his restrained arousal and accelerated the car.
Once they arrived at his place, he scooped up her limp body and carried her to his room. He precariously turned on a few lights as her body softened against his, Ranmaru gently set her down on his bed as he headed for the shower. Making sure the water was freezing he pointed the nozzle at his arousal and grit his teeth as he willed it away. After he cleaned himself up he slipped on a pair of briefs and collapsed onto the opposite side of the bed. He leaned over and turned off the lamp before setting off into a deep sleep.
Instead of waking up in a start Mirai welcomed the new day with a lazy yawn as she drew herself on her elbows. It took a moment for her eyes to focus as something stirred to the left of her. Kurosaki Ranmaru was on his stomach as his eyes tensed together for a moment until they fluttered open. Her blood chilled as he sluggishly drew himself up letting the sheet on his shoulder fall revealing his bare chest. In a state of panic she got off the bed and proceeded to hurry out the room while her head reeled.
"Wait," his voice was still heavily cloaked in slumber as he called out for her, she stopped mid-step and peered over her shoulder. He got out of bed and threw some clothes on before plopping down at the end of the bed, "This is getting old Mirai." The guitarist bit her lip at his expectant tone as she faced him, "I'm not always going to be there you know." Her blood began to boil and without thinking she burst out, "I never asked you to!"
At this his eyes snapped up to meet her livid expression, "I never asked for this," She gestured to room exasperatedly. "Stop acting like you, you're," Mirai fought desperately for the words, "Enough," Ranmaru got up and quickly closed the distance between them, "Enough." He pressed. The bassist took her squarely by the shoulders, "You need…to take care of yourself." Her face fell at his words as she stared determinedly ahead.
She stifled a sigh.
"I know."
He squeezed her shoulders and guided her to the kitchen.
"Why are you doing this? She spoke softly as he handed her a steaming mug of coffee. "Doing what?" His low brooding voice put her on edge, "This." She stated simply to which he offered a shrug. "Just drink your coffee," he muttered much to her chagrin. She murmured a string of curses into her cup as she watched him from across the counter. Thoughts of last night drifted into thought as she was seized by a coughing fit when she remembered snippets of a delusion that must have been caused by the drugs in her drink.
Wet dreams hardly ever occurred but enhanced by the drugs, she honestly thought that she and Kurosaki-
He regarded her coolly as she gulped nervously, "Are you alright?" Her grip on the mug quivered as she gave a curt nod. Her ears were on fire as her heart leapt out of her chest as she remembered they slept in the same bed. Small stabbing thoughts tormented her.
'What if…?'
She sent him a wary look as he poured more creamer, "Did anything else happen last night?" Mirai tested the waters to see if her suspicions were true. "Not really," He muttered but he caught on as soon as her demeanor had changed. She inwardly sighed in relief as she raised the mug to her lips, "Other than you moaning my name in my car nothing really happened."
Soo I'm not sure if this was the kind of smut you were expecting but I'm slowly easing into it okay? And no that was not sexual AT ALL. Picking on Masato and Syo is too much I'm sorry! Also I feel Ran would be such a tease when it came to stuff like this but is that too much of a stretch? Let me know what you think and hopefully everything made sense(?)
See you guys soon!