Uh, hi ~waves nervously~ I'm back. ^^ I meant to have this up over the
Christmas holidays, but I got the flu. I'm so sorry! You're not going to
like the next bit either . I won't be updating until the end of the
month. I have just over two weeks of classes, and then exams. I have no
time to upload, and I'll be lucky if I get time to write. It just can't be
helped ~sighs~
Since I'm in a hurry I won't reply to reviews, but thank you to everyone who did review. Again, I'm really sorry about all this. I'll try to make the next one nice and long, okay?
Warnings: Shounen ai
Disclaimer: Don't own them, and never will.
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Musical Feelings: Christmas Nightmare?
Max raised his head as he felt Emily's foot make contact with his leg. The girl gave him a look, and Max nodded his head.
"Great dinner mom. My friends and I are going to head upstairs, alright?"
Judy nodded, a giggle escaping her. "Of course Maxy. Go ahead."
Max, Emily and Tyson hurried out of the dining room and up the stairs to Max's room.
"Tyson, your Grandfather brought his eggnog again, didn't he?" Emily narrowed her eyes dangerously at the other boy.
"So what if he did? The adults like it."
Max laughed sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess your right. However, my mother with a hangover is no fun."
"Lighten up Maxy."
Emily tapped her foot on the floor. "As much as I love having to hang out with you two idiots every Christmas, this year we have a matter to discuss." The girl sat down on the bed, smoothing out the folds in her skirt. "Rei and Kai."
Tyson fell into the swiveling chair by the computer and groaned. "Leave them alone Emily. You're more obsessed with playing matchmaker than when you stalked Kai yourself."
"Haha."
Max sighed and sat cross-legged on the floor. He leaned back on his elbows and blew up a stray blond bang. "At this rate, they'll turn into me and Tyson."
"Oh help me God, anything but that." Emily retorted with a roll of her eyes. "I thought Kai and Rei were smarter than you two."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Tyson asked in confusion.
Emily and Max exchanged looks than chimed "nothing" in perfect unison.
"Rei is really hung up on Kai." Max said absently in an attempt to change the topic. "You should hear him talk."
"I can imagine," Emily murmured. "You two must have such fascinating conversations."
"Hey!" Max chucked a spare pillow at the girl on the bed who held out her hands in protection.
"Nice try Max, but I've known you for years. You've got to try harder than that."
"Hello, forget about me?" Tyson frowned at the two. "If you want to flirt, at least do it when I'm gone."
"What?" Max and Emily's faces went bright red.
"Tyson, we weren't -"
"You've got it wrong, I don't like her like that -"
"Whatever." Tyson turned in the chair to face the computer. "It doesn't bother me. Not at all."
'Talk to him' Emily mouthed to Max. She got off the bed and cleared her throat. "I'm going to check on our parents. Be right back."
The door clicked shut behind her and Max felt his palms grow sweaty.
"Hey, Tyson?"
"What? Shouldn't you be going with your little girlfriend?"
"I don't like Emily like that. Come on, our parents have been friends since before we were born. It's only natural we're, good, friends."
"You meant to say best friends. I thought we were best friends Max."
"Tyson . . . "
The blue-haired boy sighed and drew circles with his finger on the desk. A weight on the chair spun him to face Max.
"Listen to me Tyson. Emily and I are just good friends. There's, there's someone else I like."
"I bet you told her and Rei. You tell them everything it seems."
Max nodded slowly. "They do know, but that's not the point. It was too awkward to tell you."
"Well, this conversation is awkward enough, so tell me Max. Who do you like?"
"I- it's . . . you."
*****
The hot water ran over Rei's naked body in fluid motions. The Chinese boy stood in the shower, eyes shut and lips parted slightly. He could almost imagine the feel of Kai's hands on his waist. The sensation of what the other boy's lips would feel like against his skin was overwhelming . . .
Rei opened his golden eyes and leaned against the shower wall.
"I have to tell him. I can't keep doing this to myself. But, how?"
Switching off the taps, Rei crouched down in the shower, his hair falling around him in curtains. He squeezed his eyes shut, a single tear mingling with the excess water on his face.
"I can't. He'd never want to speak to me again. I'd disgust him." Rei's brow furrowed at these thoughts. "Maybe I should just listen to Max. He said this band trip would be my opportunity. I've still got two months to figure out what to do."
*****
"What do I do Rei?" Max wailed into the phone. "I told him, but Emily came back at that moment saying Tyson and his Grandfather were leaving! I never got to see his reaction, or, or -"
"Max, calm down." Rei pressed the phone closer to his ear and twisted his hair around his fingers. "This is Tyson we're talking about, I'm sure he won't hate you."
"What if he does? Why did I tell him?! I'm going to have nightmares over this, replaying it over and over -"
"You had to say it at some point Max -"
"But why tonight? Why couldn't I keep my mouth shut? Why couldn't I -"
"Max, calm down!" The blond on the other end of the line quieted, and Rei let out a breath. "Why don't you call him tomorrow? Give him some time to think everything over. Tyson's always been a little slow, and I'm sure he didn't see that coming."
"Rei, you're so lucky. Kai is always so reasonable, when you tell him he'll give you a true answer. He won't just walk out of the room without even looking at you!"
"Max? I want you to hang up and go to bed. You're too worked up about this to think straight."
The blond chuckled softly. "You're right Rei. Good night, and Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas Max."
Rei hung up the phone and shook his head. Trust Max to freak out when Tyson didn't reply. But it made the Chinese youth worry. What would his encounter with Kai be like if Max was upset about talking to Tyson?
"Max, buddy, best of luck. We both need it."
*****
Kai moved the slide on his trombone furiously as he played out the rhythm of Fantasia. His hand moved faster and faster, his mind not even concentrating on the music anymore. Crimson orbs fell shut, toe tapping to the beat.
'It's Christmas and I'm home alone. Grandfather, of course, is halfway across the globe on 'business' and he let all the servants have the week off.'
The music became louder, angrier.
'Usually I don't mind having the house to myself. However, I need something to distract my mind from *him*. If I think of one more way to describe his raven hair or amber eyes I'll go insane!'
Kai growled and set the trombone on the floor. He got to his feet and marched over to the window, casting his eyes out over the landscape.
"You have no idea what you put me through, Rei."
Fingers traced over the icy glass pane, breath fogging the view. Kai leaned his forehead against the window, a tired expression playing over his visage.
"I don't understand. Why do you have this effect on me? Why do I care about you?"
Eyes drifted back to the abandon trombone on the floor.
"I express myself through my music." Kai murmured. "So, if I turn my feelings into music maybe I could understand this better."
A small smile flickered across stoic features, so quick it was gone within the blink of an eye.
"Perhaps music is the key . . ."
TBC
Since I'm in a hurry I won't reply to reviews, but thank you to everyone who did review. Again, I'm really sorry about all this. I'll try to make the next one nice and long, okay?
Warnings: Shounen ai
Disclaimer: Don't own them, and never will.
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Musical Feelings: Christmas Nightmare?
Max raised his head as he felt Emily's foot make contact with his leg. The girl gave him a look, and Max nodded his head.
"Great dinner mom. My friends and I are going to head upstairs, alright?"
Judy nodded, a giggle escaping her. "Of course Maxy. Go ahead."
Max, Emily and Tyson hurried out of the dining room and up the stairs to Max's room.
"Tyson, your Grandfather brought his eggnog again, didn't he?" Emily narrowed her eyes dangerously at the other boy.
"So what if he did? The adults like it."
Max laughed sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess your right. However, my mother with a hangover is no fun."
"Lighten up Maxy."
Emily tapped her foot on the floor. "As much as I love having to hang out with you two idiots every Christmas, this year we have a matter to discuss." The girl sat down on the bed, smoothing out the folds in her skirt. "Rei and Kai."
Tyson fell into the swiveling chair by the computer and groaned. "Leave them alone Emily. You're more obsessed with playing matchmaker than when you stalked Kai yourself."
"Haha."
Max sighed and sat cross-legged on the floor. He leaned back on his elbows and blew up a stray blond bang. "At this rate, they'll turn into me and Tyson."
"Oh help me God, anything but that." Emily retorted with a roll of her eyes. "I thought Kai and Rei were smarter than you two."
"What's that suppose to mean?" Tyson asked in confusion.
Emily and Max exchanged looks than chimed "nothing" in perfect unison.
"Rei is really hung up on Kai." Max said absently in an attempt to change the topic. "You should hear him talk."
"I can imagine," Emily murmured. "You two must have such fascinating conversations."
"Hey!" Max chucked a spare pillow at the girl on the bed who held out her hands in protection.
"Nice try Max, but I've known you for years. You've got to try harder than that."
"Hello, forget about me?" Tyson frowned at the two. "If you want to flirt, at least do it when I'm gone."
"What?" Max and Emily's faces went bright red.
"Tyson, we weren't -"
"You've got it wrong, I don't like her like that -"
"Whatever." Tyson turned in the chair to face the computer. "It doesn't bother me. Not at all."
'Talk to him' Emily mouthed to Max. She got off the bed and cleared her throat. "I'm going to check on our parents. Be right back."
The door clicked shut behind her and Max felt his palms grow sweaty.
"Hey, Tyson?"
"What? Shouldn't you be going with your little girlfriend?"
"I don't like Emily like that. Come on, our parents have been friends since before we were born. It's only natural we're, good, friends."
"You meant to say best friends. I thought we were best friends Max."
"Tyson . . . "
The blue-haired boy sighed and drew circles with his finger on the desk. A weight on the chair spun him to face Max.
"Listen to me Tyson. Emily and I are just good friends. There's, there's someone else I like."
"I bet you told her and Rei. You tell them everything it seems."
Max nodded slowly. "They do know, but that's not the point. It was too awkward to tell you."
"Well, this conversation is awkward enough, so tell me Max. Who do you like?"
"I- it's . . . you."
*****
The hot water ran over Rei's naked body in fluid motions. The Chinese boy stood in the shower, eyes shut and lips parted slightly. He could almost imagine the feel of Kai's hands on his waist. The sensation of what the other boy's lips would feel like against his skin was overwhelming . . .
Rei opened his golden eyes and leaned against the shower wall.
"I have to tell him. I can't keep doing this to myself. But, how?"
Switching off the taps, Rei crouched down in the shower, his hair falling around him in curtains. He squeezed his eyes shut, a single tear mingling with the excess water on his face.
"I can't. He'd never want to speak to me again. I'd disgust him." Rei's brow furrowed at these thoughts. "Maybe I should just listen to Max. He said this band trip would be my opportunity. I've still got two months to figure out what to do."
*****
"What do I do Rei?" Max wailed into the phone. "I told him, but Emily came back at that moment saying Tyson and his Grandfather were leaving! I never got to see his reaction, or, or -"
"Max, calm down." Rei pressed the phone closer to his ear and twisted his hair around his fingers. "This is Tyson we're talking about, I'm sure he won't hate you."
"What if he does? Why did I tell him?! I'm going to have nightmares over this, replaying it over and over -"
"You had to say it at some point Max -"
"But why tonight? Why couldn't I keep my mouth shut? Why couldn't I -"
"Max, calm down!" The blond on the other end of the line quieted, and Rei let out a breath. "Why don't you call him tomorrow? Give him some time to think everything over. Tyson's always been a little slow, and I'm sure he didn't see that coming."
"Rei, you're so lucky. Kai is always so reasonable, when you tell him he'll give you a true answer. He won't just walk out of the room without even looking at you!"
"Max? I want you to hang up and go to bed. You're too worked up about this to think straight."
The blond chuckled softly. "You're right Rei. Good night, and Merry Christmas."
"Merry Christmas Max."
Rei hung up the phone and shook his head. Trust Max to freak out when Tyson didn't reply. But it made the Chinese youth worry. What would his encounter with Kai be like if Max was upset about talking to Tyson?
"Max, buddy, best of luck. We both need it."
*****
Kai moved the slide on his trombone furiously as he played out the rhythm of Fantasia. His hand moved faster and faster, his mind not even concentrating on the music anymore. Crimson orbs fell shut, toe tapping to the beat.
'It's Christmas and I'm home alone. Grandfather, of course, is halfway across the globe on 'business' and he let all the servants have the week off.'
The music became louder, angrier.
'Usually I don't mind having the house to myself. However, I need something to distract my mind from *him*. If I think of one more way to describe his raven hair or amber eyes I'll go insane!'
Kai growled and set the trombone on the floor. He got to his feet and marched over to the window, casting his eyes out over the landscape.
"You have no idea what you put me through, Rei."
Fingers traced over the icy glass pane, breath fogging the view. Kai leaned his forehead against the window, a tired expression playing over his visage.
"I don't understand. Why do you have this effect on me? Why do I care about you?"
Eyes drifted back to the abandon trombone on the floor.
"I express myself through my music." Kai murmured. "So, if I turn my feelings into music maybe I could understand this better."
A small smile flickered across stoic features, so quick it was gone within the blink of an eye.
"Perhaps music is the key . . ."
TBC