Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose
You can plant any one of those
Keep planting to find out which one grows
It's a secret no one knows
When Shindou Shuichi, vocalist of the mega-popular band Bad Luck, awoke to find the recording studio deserted and dark. "Ano.." he said as he rubbed his sleepy eyes "Where have they all gone?" How could Hiro-kun just leave me here!? He though, tears in his eyes, That's so mean of him!! I wonder if Yuki waited up for me!?
Suddenly something cold and metal pressed against the side of his head.. "NANI!?!" he exclaimed, and quickly turned around to see no one other than his manager Mr. K, who was holding his gun on the kawaii pink-haired boy.
"GOOD EVENING, Shuichi." K said in English, his blue orbs sparkling with desire.
"Whats going on K-san? Where is everyone!?" Shuichi asked.
"I sent them all home," K replied, "I wanted to have some time alone with you.."
"Gomen K-san!!!" Shuichi cried, "I know I haven't been doing very well in the studio lately, but please don't be mad at me! I'll try harder!!" Tears poured from his eyes like water from a firehose.
"NO NO Shuichi," K shook his head, "You've done a good job. I don't want to punish you." He paused and cupped Shuichi's chin in his free hand "I want to reward you."
Shuichi was confused. "Ano.. What kind of reward, K-san?" K didn't reply in words. Instead, he pulled Shuichi's lips to his own and kissed him, hard.
"IIE!!" Shuichi cried and pushed K away from him. "STOP! I love Yuki!!!"
"But Yuki's not here," K told him, pulling him onto the floor and unzipping Shuichi's shirt, "And I don't think he'd mind."
"No, K-san!" Shuichi shook his head, but stopped when he heard the click of K's gun.
"NOW BE A GOOD BOY." K grinned. Shuichi gulped and nodded. And besides, Shuichi thought, K-san was very handsome, and Yuki would never have to know… But his thoughts were cut off because K had slipped his hand into Shuichi's shirt and was caressing his manbreast. Shuichi moaned and leaned back, letting K do what he wished.
"Very good, Shuichi." K murmured into his ear as his one hand worked it's way lower, the other hand never leaving the trigger. "Mmm don't go so slow.." Shuichi groaned, and wrapped his arms around his manager, pulling him closer.
"FASTER? OK!" K said in english, and then before Shuichi could begin to figure out what K had said, K was kissing him again, but with this time far more force. His tongue forced it's way between Shuichi's lips and Shuichi wasn't surprised when he tasted like gunpowder. K's free hand found Shuichi's hard loveshaft in his pants and began pumping, and Shuichi's hands gripped K's back and he would have screamed with pleasure if not for K's tongue in his mouth. It wasn't long before Shuichi reached release, and spilled into K's hand in a moment of pure ecstasy.
K pulled away from Shuichi's lips and smiled. Shuichi wanted to say something, but he was too breathless for words. K returned his gun to its holster, and stood up, staring down at Shuichi lying flushed and gasping for air on the floor. "THAT WAS FUN" he said, "We should try that again sometime." And then he turned and left the room.
Shuichi watched him go, and for once his thoughts weren't on Yuki.
Can you tell me? You say you can but you don't know
Can you tell me which flower's going to grow?
Can you tell me if it's going to be a daisy or a rose?
