(A/N: Thanks for the wonderful reviews and sorry about the slow update, but life's been insane. I'm now working seven and a half days a week - three days at work, five days at school. I don't get a break. I'm about at my wits end and this is only the first week I've been back to school. *tears at hair* Sorry if I'n ranting, but work really peeved me off....I don't need to work 24 hours a week!!!!
Ne whooooo....
Anime Girl: I'm writing. ^_^ I'm odd, I'm weird...I like incest (only in anime currently...). ^_^() Kai isn't going to be happy yet but he's not going to die, so no worries. Can't say the same for Rei though... _
Neko Oni: ^_^ I'm glad you liked it. And I'm currently working on a piccie of Rei-chan in his "costume" (if I ever get it up...-_-;;;) Kai was the icing on the cake, huh? Mmm...Kai-icing...=9 Kinky...maybe I should write a lemon and Kai can do some vouyerism? ) I looked at thyne site and I liked what I saw. ^_^ Gomen nasai about the slow update but....yeeeeaaaah....I won't go into that. -_-;;;;
Rayne-Sora: ^____^ YAY! I'm uncliche! *dances* Have I mentioned I hate cliches? Mwha...I am an evil Abee, ne? )
Desi: Yes, yaoi fans should look away now...I was just exercising my het. writing skills. ^^;;; Don't be sick...*hands over a barf bag* -__-;;;; I'm a bad, bad Abee....I know...Death? I mentioned death? *looks at chapter* o__O;;;;; Tyson is pretending to be Kai! MWHA! XD And Max will drink eight martinis if I say he does! So nyah! *gets smacked* @_@ Yesh, Kevin, I'll make it all better soon....
Tenma Koneko: ) Yesh, another cliffy...I am ebil, ebil...I'm updating as fast as I can, but it's not soon enufff for my tastes...*glares at work and skool and social life* ¬¬ And I think this sorta ends like a cliffy...not really...but...oh, nevermind, I'm rambling. ^^;;;;
NOW! On with the fic!)
"And No Birds Sang"
Chapter 6: The Break Up
Kai could only stare in shock at his boyfriend-con-slut who had his slender arms snaked about the waits of an equally skanky girl who looked...exactly...like...Rei...
Despite the horror, outrage and embarrassment coursing through his veins, his voice came out as a small, confused whisper. "Rei?"
It was enough though. The 'twins' pulled apart suddenly, violently, the shorter of the two nearly ending up on her behind. The taller looked at him and he knew instantly that this was Rei.
"What are you doing?"
His voice was rising. Rei's eyes darted about nervously. "Kai -"
"What the hell do you think you were doing, Rei?! You've been a whore before, I wouldn't think you'd like to be one again!"
"Kai-chan -"
The bluenette held up his hand. "Shut up, just shut up! I don't want to hear you're lame excuses Rei! If you want to be a whore, you do just that!"
Rei's bottom lip quivered slightly. Kai glared at him, eyes blazing crimson. "But don't you ever think of coming back to me."
He turned and stormed away. He couldn't take that sight, Rei's hurt, betrayed eyes, when really, he was the one being betrayed.
Rei's face twisted up into a scowl, pure hatred residing in his eyes. "Fine!" he screamed after Kai, clenching his fists at his sides. "I hate you anyways! I hate you!"
He slammed the door to the dressing room shut, limbs shaking with fear, with grief. He didn't dare look at Mari - he knew he'd hit her.
"Rei -"
"Leave me alone."
"Please -"
"Get out."
Softly, he heard the door click shut, signalling Mari's exit. His knees gave out and he fell to the ground and cried.
~*~*~*~*
The streets were slick with rain. Cars rushed by, sending up spray. Kai pulled the collar of his jacket up higher about his ears, but it didn't prevent him from getting soaked. It was still pouring buckets.
With his hair plastered to his head, he started down the street, away from the club. He wanted to get away from here, away from the event. He wanted to wake up in bed tomorrow with the sun shing and pretend that tonight had never happened and that he was going to see Rei and get the money -
He stopped dead. The money. He'd completely forgotten.
"Fuck!"
He kicked the cement and a couple walking by looked at him strangely. He glared back and they hurried on their way. He shook his head, sending water droplets flying. "What am I going to do now?" he groaned to the sky.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept walking, trying to mentally sort out his dilemma. He couldn't go back to Rei and apologize. That was too shameful and his pride wouldn't allow him to crawl back to the neko-jin on his knees and beg for forgiveness.
He kept walking, scuffing his shoes against the wet ground. He paused and banged his head against the wall of a building. "Think, Hiwatari, think!"
Well, that was it then. He'd have to steal it back without Rei knowing. Now, the only problem with that was that he only had a week to do so...
~*~*~*~*
Mari breezed into the room and shut the door behind her. She spun around to face the blond man, a wide grin spreading across her features. She suddenly seemed sinister.
"Luiz," she hissed, excitement evident in her voice.
Luiz raised and eyebrow but didn't turn around. "What is it Mari?"
"Hiwatari, he's here!"
The blond spun around. "What? He's here?! Now?! Where is he?!"
He got up and charged toward the door. Mari frowned. "He was here. He just left. He and Rei...had a spat," she finished dully, indicating there would be no more discussion of that topic.
Luiz grabbed her by the shoulders. "You let him go?!"
She hissed and bared her teeth. "Yes, I let him go! He doesn't carry his fortune with him, you fool!"
Luiz let go of her slowly, as if realizing this. "So he doesn't."
Mari slunk into the room, frowning, as if in deep thought. "He says he doesn't want to see Rei anymore..."
Luiz said nothing. Mari continued, pacing slightly. "He won't take lightly to me. We're going to have to get them back together."
Still, Luiz said nothing. Mari turned around. She faced thin air. Luiz had apparently lfet during her monologue. She sighed. It was no use talking to the blond. He thought little and understood even less. She curled a strand of hair about her finger. A devilish smirk crossed her face.
She was just going to have to play a little game...
~*~*~*~*
Tyson dragged a thoroughly drunk Max along behind him, heading for the nearest bathroom. The blond had already thrown up once - he didn't need a repeat. The bluenette thought bitterly of his ruined shoes.
He pushed on the swing door, then paused.
"Aren't you chaps a little young to be in a place like this?"
He glanced up to see a purple-haired boy leaning against the wall, eyeing them suspiciously. Tyson glared at him warily. "Well, aren't you?"
"I'd certainley say they are," piped up a higher, more cheerful voice.
Tyson glanced at a blond boy to the violet-headed one's left. The blond grinned chipperly at him. "Indeed, a bit too young and naive for such a place as this, eh old chap?"
He nudged the other, who grunted, "Oh, shush up, Diego."
Max let go of Tyson's hand and stumbled into the bathroom. Tyson ignored him and glared at the other two. "Why do you care?" he growled.
The blond, Diego smiled. "Oh, we don't of course. But they do," he said rather warily, pointing toward the stage where three uniformed men were searching the premises. Tyson blinked and swallowed. "Cops," he muttered.
Diego shook his head. "Oh, no, lad, those aren't the cops. They're soldier-types, right and proper, ya know."
He winked and Tyson ducked into the bathroom. The door swung shut behind him. The sounds of retching grated on his ears. The door squeaked open and the shut again, squealing on it's hinges. "Ya know, we've got a place not too far from here."
Tyson grimaced - Deigo had followed him in. "What do you want?" he asked, exasperated.
"I said, we've got a place not too far from here. You can put up for the night, if you please. You're friend is rather...err...what's the word I'm looking for?"
"Sloshed," a voice cut in. It was the purple-haired boy.
"Sloshed, that's right! He's rather sloshed," Diego said, smiling weakly at Tyson.
The bluenette grimaced as he heard the tell-tale sounds of Max vomitting again, then sighed in resignation. "Fine..."
"Jolly good!" Diego exclaimed and grabbed Tyson by the arm.
The bluenette made a rather unmanly 'eep' and jumped as Diego's fingers curled about his arms. The purple-headed boy walked further into the room and knocked on the stall door, before opening it up. He hefted Max up. "Passed out," he said.
Diego shook his head. "Novices," he muttered, then proceeded to lead Tyson out of the bathroom. "Well, let's go, what?"
The door swung shut behind the exiting party.
~*~*~*~*~*
The hallway was dark and dim. The single hall light flickered and buzzed with the faulty wiring. The smell of cigarettes and sex filled his nostrils.
His footsteps echoed as the floorboards creaked beneath him, his shoes scrapping the ratty carpet. He looked at the worn doors, crooked on their rusting hinges. Ahhh, the bakcstage life of the nightclub.
He paused at the door he wanted. He nosed it open, the light from it filtering into the hallway. He held the revolver at ready and took aim....
~*~*~*~*
Rei felt frantic. His hands scrambled through the vanity drawers, searching for something, anything..
Make-up, seemingly centuries old in colours he'd never heard of spilled and caked on his fingers. His mascara ran down his cheeks, accentuating his tears. "Fuck, I hate him, I hate him..."
He slammed shut another door, causing the cracked mirror to tremble in fear of his wrath. He wiped his face with his forearm, smearing mascara all over his arm and cheeks.
"I hope he rots in hell..."
He hands clambered upon something else. Round little pills, the cold plastic of a pill bottle...
He pulled it out and read the perscription label. "Kon, Mari...Morphine..."
His hands shook. "Morphine..."
Part of him wondered why she had morphine; part of him didn't give a fuck. His fingers combed over the small, smooth pills...
He took a handful of them out of the drawer. He was shaking so badly...
He was amazed he didn't drop them.
Before he knew it, they were gone. A heavy sense of sleep descended upon him. The room spun about desperately and he clambered to keep up right.
It was no good. His hands clawed at the material of the floor as it started to slope vertically. His eyes fell shut. He was asleep.
~*~*~*~*
[A/N: Short, pointless chapter...*kicks it and glares* Yeesh. I can do better, I know I can, but I'm tired, I've got a headache, school's a bitch and so is work and I don't care.....R&R pleez? It makes me feel like there's a point to all this...]
Ne whooooo....
Anime Girl: I'm writing. ^_^ I'm odd, I'm weird...I like incest (only in anime currently...). ^_^() Kai isn't going to be happy yet but he's not going to die, so no worries. Can't say the same for Rei though... _
Neko Oni: ^_^ I'm glad you liked it. And I'm currently working on a piccie of Rei-chan in his "costume" (if I ever get it up...-_-;;;) Kai was the icing on the cake, huh? Mmm...Kai-icing...=9 Kinky...maybe I should write a lemon and Kai can do some vouyerism? ) I looked at thyne site and I liked what I saw. ^_^ Gomen nasai about the slow update but....yeeeeaaaah....I won't go into that. -_-;;;;
Rayne-Sora: ^____^ YAY! I'm uncliche! *dances* Have I mentioned I hate cliches? Mwha...I am an evil Abee, ne? )
Desi: Yes, yaoi fans should look away now...I was just exercising my het. writing skills. ^^;;; Don't be sick...*hands over a barf bag* -__-;;;; I'm a bad, bad Abee....I know...Death? I mentioned death? *looks at chapter* o__O;;;;; Tyson is pretending to be Kai! MWHA! XD And Max will drink eight martinis if I say he does! So nyah! *gets smacked* @_@ Yesh, Kevin, I'll make it all better soon....
Tenma Koneko: ) Yesh, another cliffy...I am ebil, ebil...I'm updating as fast as I can, but it's not soon enufff for my tastes...*glares at work and skool and social life* ¬¬ And I think this sorta ends like a cliffy...not really...but...oh, nevermind, I'm rambling. ^^;;;;
NOW! On with the fic!)
"And No Birds Sang"
Chapter 6: The Break Up
Kai could only stare in shock at his boyfriend-con-slut who had his slender arms snaked about the waits of an equally skanky girl who looked...exactly...like...Rei...
Despite the horror, outrage and embarrassment coursing through his veins, his voice came out as a small, confused whisper. "Rei?"
It was enough though. The 'twins' pulled apart suddenly, violently, the shorter of the two nearly ending up on her behind. The taller looked at him and he knew instantly that this was Rei.
"What are you doing?"
His voice was rising. Rei's eyes darted about nervously. "Kai -"
"What the hell do you think you were doing, Rei?! You've been a whore before, I wouldn't think you'd like to be one again!"
"Kai-chan -"
The bluenette held up his hand. "Shut up, just shut up! I don't want to hear you're lame excuses Rei! If you want to be a whore, you do just that!"
Rei's bottom lip quivered slightly. Kai glared at him, eyes blazing crimson. "But don't you ever think of coming back to me."
He turned and stormed away. He couldn't take that sight, Rei's hurt, betrayed eyes, when really, he was the one being betrayed.
Rei's face twisted up into a scowl, pure hatred residing in his eyes. "Fine!" he screamed after Kai, clenching his fists at his sides. "I hate you anyways! I hate you!"
He slammed the door to the dressing room shut, limbs shaking with fear, with grief. He didn't dare look at Mari - he knew he'd hit her.
"Rei -"
"Leave me alone."
"Please -"
"Get out."
Softly, he heard the door click shut, signalling Mari's exit. His knees gave out and he fell to the ground and cried.
~*~*~*~*
The streets were slick with rain. Cars rushed by, sending up spray. Kai pulled the collar of his jacket up higher about his ears, but it didn't prevent him from getting soaked. It was still pouring buckets.
With his hair plastered to his head, he started down the street, away from the club. He wanted to get away from here, away from the event. He wanted to wake up in bed tomorrow with the sun shing and pretend that tonight had never happened and that he was going to see Rei and get the money -
He stopped dead. The money. He'd completely forgotten.
"Fuck!"
He kicked the cement and a couple walking by looked at him strangely. He glared back and they hurried on their way. He shook his head, sending water droplets flying. "What am I going to do now?" he groaned to the sky.
He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kept walking, trying to mentally sort out his dilemma. He couldn't go back to Rei and apologize. That was too shameful and his pride wouldn't allow him to crawl back to the neko-jin on his knees and beg for forgiveness.
He kept walking, scuffing his shoes against the wet ground. He paused and banged his head against the wall of a building. "Think, Hiwatari, think!"
Well, that was it then. He'd have to steal it back without Rei knowing. Now, the only problem with that was that he only had a week to do so...
~*~*~*~*
Mari breezed into the room and shut the door behind her. She spun around to face the blond man, a wide grin spreading across her features. She suddenly seemed sinister.
"Luiz," she hissed, excitement evident in her voice.
Luiz raised and eyebrow but didn't turn around. "What is it Mari?"
"Hiwatari, he's here!"
The blond spun around. "What? He's here?! Now?! Where is he?!"
He got up and charged toward the door. Mari frowned. "He was here. He just left. He and Rei...had a spat," she finished dully, indicating there would be no more discussion of that topic.
Luiz grabbed her by the shoulders. "You let him go?!"
She hissed and bared her teeth. "Yes, I let him go! He doesn't carry his fortune with him, you fool!"
Luiz let go of her slowly, as if realizing this. "So he doesn't."
Mari slunk into the room, frowning, as if in deep thought. "He says he doesn't want to see Rei anymore..."
Luiz said nothing. Mari continued, pacing slightly. "He won't take lightly to me. We're going to have to get them back together."
Still, Luiz said nothing. Mari turned around. She faced thin air. Luiz had apparently lfet during her monologue. She sighed. It was no use talking to the blond. He thought little and understood even less. She curled a strand of hair about her finger. A devilish smirk crossed her face.
She was just going to have to play a little game...
~*~*~*~*
Tyson dragged a thoroughly drunk Max along behind him, heading for the nearest bathroom. The blond had already thrown up once - he didn't need a repeat. The bluenette thought bitterly of his ruined shoes.
He pushed on the swing door, then paused.
"Aren't you chaps a little young to be in a place like this?"
He glanced up to see a purple-haired boy leaning against the wall, eyeing them suspiciously. Tyson glared at him warily. "Well, aren't you?"
"I'd certainley say they are," piped up a higher, more cheerful voice.
Tyson glanced at a blond boy to the violet-headed one's left. The blond grinned chipperly at him. "Indeed, a bit too young and naive for such a place as this, eh old chap?"
He nudged the other, who grunted, "Oh, shush up, Diego."
Max let go of Tyson's hand and stumbled into the bathroom. Tyson ignored him and glared at the other two. "Why do you care?" he growled.
The blond, Diego smiled. "Oh, we don't of course. But they do," he said rather warily, pointing toward the stage where three uniformed men were searching the premises. Tyson blinked and swallowed. "Cops," he muttered.
Diego shook his head. "Oh, no, lad, those aren't the cops. They're soldier-types, right and proper, ya know."
He winked and Tyson ducked into the bathroom. The door swung shut behind him. The sounds of retching grated on his ears. The door squeaked open and the shut again, squealing on it's hinges. "Ya know, we've got a place not too far from here."
Tyson grimaced - Deigo had followed him in. "What do you want?" he asked, exasperated.
"I said, we've got a place not too far from here. You can put up for the night, if you please. You're friend is rather...err...what's the word I'm looking for?"
"Sloshed," a voice cut in. It was the purple-haired boy.
"Sloshed, that's right! He's rather sloshed," Diego said, smiling weakly at Tyson.
The bluenette grimaced as he heard the tell-tale sounds of Max vomitting again, then sighed in resignation. "Fine..."
"Jolly good!" Diego exclaimed and grabbed Tyson by the arm.
The bluenette made a rather unmanly 'eep' and jumped as Diego's fingers curled about his arms. The purple-headed boy walked further into the room and knocked on the stall door, before opening it up. He hefted Max up. "Passed out," he said.
Diego shook his head. "Novices," he muttered, then proceeded to lead Tyson out of the bathroom. "Well, let's go, what?"
The door swung shut behind the exiting party.
~*~*~*~*~*
The hallway was dark and dim. The single hall light flickered and buzzed with the faulty wiring. The smell of cigarettes and sex filled his nostrils.
His footsteps echoed as the floorboards creaked beneath him, his shoes scrapping the ratty carpet. He looked at the worn doors, crooked on their rusting hinges. Ahhh, the bakcstage life of the nightclub.
He paused at the door he wanted. He nosed it open, the light from it filtering into the hallway. He held the revolver at ready and took aim....
~*~*~*~*
Rei felt frantic. His hands scrambled through the vanity drawers, searching for something, anything..
Make-up, seemingly centuries old in colours he'd never heard of spilled and caked on his fingers. His mascara ran down his cheeks, accentuating his tears. "Fuck, I hate him, I hate him..."
He slammed shut another door, causing the cracked mirror to tremble in fear of his wrath. He wiped his face with his forearm, smearing mascara all over his arm and cheeks.
"I hope he rots in hell..."
He hands clambered upon something else. Round little pills, the cold plastic of a pill bottle...
He pulled it out and read the perscription label. "Kon, Mari...Morphine..."
His hands shook. "Morphine..."
Part of him wondered why she had morphine; part of him didn't give a fuck. His fingers combed over the small, smooth pills...
He took a handful of them out of the drawer. He was shaking so badly...
He was amazed he didn't drop them.
Before he knew it, they were gone. A heavy sense of sleep descended upon him. The room spun about desperately and he clambered to keep up right.
It was no good. His hands clawed at the material of the floor as it started to slope vertically. His eyes fell shut. He was asleep.
~*~*~*~*
[A/N: Short, pointless chapter...*kicks it and glares* Yeesh. I can do better, I know I can, but I'm tired, I've got a headache, school's a bitch and so is work and I don't care.....R&R pleez? It makes me feel like there's a point to all this...]