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Alrighty. For those of you who have seen/heard of the Gackt Vanilla Live performance, Great! And if it was to your liking, Huzzah! If you like the idea of Yohji and Ken taking the places of Gackt and Masa, Yatta!! Anyway, for those of you who are lost, Gackt is a very pretty man (a j-rocker) who has a very pretty band mate, Masa. Gackt and Masa get a little 'friendly' in the Vanilla performance (much to the yaoi-fan's liking) Plus, Vanilla is a dirty song… (sounds kinda yaoi in the translations, I mean, why would a guy say, "Deeper"? Unless he's really kinky o.O ) So, that is why Ken reacts the way he does in this chapter. Now, as for the reviewers-
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Sleepless Night
By Unproductivity
"I pick… uh… crap. I dunno. Ken, just choose for me," Yohji said. He picked up the thermos and took a drink. "Ah. You know, I think you make this even better than me. You should do it, 'Yohji style' more often."
"I still don't get it." Ken reached for the thermos still in Yohji's hand, but Yohji moved it so it was out of Ken's reach. "I didn't put in anything different, or anything, but it tastes better - gimme!" Ken lunged at Yohji, reaching for the thermos. Yohji, being evil and all, moved his arm further away.
"It's not what you put in it, it's what you do while making it. And don't be greedy. It'll get you noth - Oof!" Ken's last lunge ended with Ken sprawled across Yohji's lap.
Ken reached for the thermos with his right hand, pushing off from Yohji's thigh with his left. "So you're saying that I need to shake my butt when I make hot chocolate in order for it - Ack!!" Yohji had decided to move his leg. Down went Ken, right into Yohji's lap - again. Yohji began to giggle and he set the thermos down.
"Are you alright? I'm sorry."
Ken turned his head to glare at Yohji. "No you're not. You're laugh - wait. You were giggling!" Ken propped his head up with his hand, his elbow on the armrest. "Since when does Yohji Kudou giggle?"
"Since I started staying up late drinking hot chocolate with you. Since when do you dance when you're making hot chocolate?" Yohji shot back.
"Since I learned it makes it taste better." Ken grinned. He shifted around so he was using Yohji's lap as a pillow. "Can I please have a drink now?" Ken asked, giving Yohji his best 'Sad-Omi' eyes.
"No. Pick for me!" Yohji leaned back and stretched his arms.
"Alright. You pick 'dare'."
"Dare."
"I dare you to let me have a drink."
"Damn." Yohji gave Ken the thermos after the brunet sat back up "Now do I get to pick for you?" he asked hopefully.
"No. I pick truth."
"Gah. You're so boring." Yohji sighed as Ken laid back down. "Is it true… that all of those doujinshi you have tucked away in your closet are yaoi doujinshi?"
Yohji felt very proud of himself. He had never been able to make Ken blush as much as he did just then.
"How the hell did you know about that?!" Ken almost yelled, sitting up.
"Shh!! You want to wake up Aya and Omi?"
"No, but-"
"And I didn't know. I just guessed. So you're…. gay?"
Ken crossed his arms and laid back down. "Not tellin'."
"Oh, c'mon Ken-ken. If you tell me, I'll tell you."
That got Ken's attention. Yohji might be gay? What the hell? He's always with women… or so far as I know…
"Fine. I'll go. I pick 'truth'." Yohji gave up.
"You said earlier that you agreed with me that Gackt had a pretty voice. Given a chance, would you make out with him?"
"Ken! What a strange question from you! As for my answer, who wouldn't?"
"Men who don't like to make out with other men," Ken replied.
"So you're bi." Ken was sure that Yohji still liked women.
"Yeah, gives me a little more to 'experience'." Ken raised his eyes but said nothing. "Your turn."
"I pick… dare."
"Ooh hoo hoo!! This'll be fun!" Yohji gently moved Ken so he was in a sitting position. Then he hopped off the couch and out of the room. Ken blinked in confusion and waited for Yohji to return. A few minutes later he returned, carrying a DVD. He held it up so Ken could see.
"The Gackt Mars concert…? Why-"
"Ken," Yohji started as he put in the DVD and turned everything else on. "Who do you like better, I mean, who's cuter? Gackt or Masa? In your opinion."
"Why does that matter? Why are you moving the table? What -"
"Just pick." Yohji had efficiently cleared a space in front of the TV and was holding the DVD remote.
"Uh… Gackt, I guess."
Yohji grinned. "All right. I'll be Gackt, you'll be Masa." Ken, I dare you to dance with me, a la Vanilla. I'm sure you've watched that performance enough to know why…" Ken's eyes grew so large Yohji was afraid they'd pop out. "Are you … alright with that?"
"I… I guess. I mean, a dare's a dare, right?" Ken slowly got up and walked over to Yohji. "So what, are we just going to dance to the second verse, or what?"
Yohji put an arm around Ken's waist. "Whatever you want, 'Masa'."
"I mean, until then, I'm just basically playing the guitar…" Ken said, frantically trying to fight the blood that wanted to rush to his face… or elsewhere.
"Well, nothing says we need to follow it exactly…"
"Technically, nothing says that we even need to do it." Ken said.
"Do you not want to?"
"Well, I'd rather do this than run outside naked."
Yohji turned to face Ken. "Ken, I won't make you do anything you feel uncomfortable with. If you don't want to, you don't have to. I won't make you run outside naked."
"Yohji…" Ken was a little more than shocked to hear those words come from Yohji.
"So…"
"I'll do it." Ken smiled. "Who knows? It might be fun."
"That's my boy!" Yohji ruffled Ken's hair and skimmed thought he menus on the DVD. As the song started, Yohji tossed the remote to the couch and grabbed Ken. He turned Ken around so he was facing the TV. Yohji stood behind him, his hands resting on Ken's hips. "Now, move with me," Yohji whispered to Ken.
As the redhead on the screen began to sing, he shook his butt back and forth, similar to Elvis or Ricky Martin. Yohji moved Ken's hips and his own to the beat of the song, moving in synch with Gackt.
"I see you've had some practice at this," Ken said. He was becoming very aware of the fact that Yohji's arms were slinking their way around his waist, bringing the blonde very close behind him.
"You could say that," Yohji whispered, his lips next to Ken's ear. Soon Yohji was pressed against Ken's backside, and at that moment, they heard something that made them both freeze.
"You guys are still up?" Omi's voice floated into the room.
"Shit!" Yohji pulled Ken back with him as he moved for the couch. They both landed and Ken quickly scrambled off of Yohji's lap. Yohji fumbled for the remote, and pressed pause.
"I thought you guys were watching a horror movie." Omi said, yawning as he entered the room.
"Eh, we decided to watch this instead." Yohji gestured towards the screen where Gackt was paused in a non-yaoi moment. And thank god for that, Yohji thought.
"Oh? Who is it?" Omi asked
"It's Gackt," Ken replied. "Have you heard of him?"
"No… I haven't. Well, I heard some male voices, and I wasn't sure if the TV had been left on… so I came down to turn it off, then I thought it might have been you guys…"
Both boys grinned sheepishly at Omi. "Sorry," they apologized in unison.
"That's okay. I'm goin' back to bed." They all said their goodnights and Omi returned to his room.
"Hoo!" Yohji let out his breath. "That was a little close."
"Yeah…"
"Well, do you want to finish, or are you good?" Yohji asked, standing back up.
"Don't I have to?" Ken relied, taking the hand that Yohji offered, and allowed himself to be pulled up.
Yohji grinned at him. "Yes. Well, should we start over?"
* * *
Ken's bare back hid the carpet with a soft thud, but he hardly noticed. What he did notice was the shiny trail across his chest that had been left by Yohji's tounge. He was still pondering the thought of how Yohji had managed to get all of his shirts off at once, when Yohji stood over him, and then dropped to his knees, straddling Ken.
"Motto, hayaku…" Yohji moved his hips and (quietly) sang into his remote 'mike' in much of the same way that Gackt was on the screen. Ken let out a whimper as the pressure in his pants began to grow. Oh shit!! This is not good! Yohji's movements didn't help much.
Yohji bent over, dropped his mike, and quit singing. He leaned over Ken's face and studied it for a bit before he lowered his face to Ken's ear. "Pick 'promise'," he whispered before lightly nipping Ken's neck.
Ken let out a muffled yelp and turned his head away from Yohji, inadvertently giving Yohji exactly what he wanted. Mmm… more skin of Ken…
"It's not my turn…" Ken managed to whisper before Yohji's teeth caused him to yelp again.
"Just go. I'll go twice after."
"Promise."
Yohji moved his face above Ken's again and looked into his eyes. "Promise me you won't freak out about what I'm about to do."
Ken simply nodded. His brain was a little too overpowered by the task of keeping himself under control to really process what Yohji had just said. Yohji simply smiled and covered Ken's partly open mouth with his own.
~~~Author's note~~~
Wow. I've always said, 'I don't think I could ever write a lemon.' Now I'm not so sure. That wansn't even a lime, but it was bordering lime methinks. ^_^ It was fun!! Look forward to more yaoi goodness in the next chapter. Lemme know what you think!