Black Candles

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Yuuto sat upright, his feet on the table of his office, his sweat trickling down his face. Damn the air-conditioning. Always breaking down at all the wrong times. He then got up and headed for the window, reaching out to open it.

"Mr. Kigai?" a voice called from the loudspeaker on the phone. Yuuto had immediately reached back and picked up the receiver.

"What?" He had sent out a letter to Fuuma Monou, that he had been 'selected' from various other artists, that he had been found 'a potential star in the music industry'.

"Mr. Monou wishes to see you." If only he really did... Yuuto smiled to himself, and he had said 'let him in' a bit later than he planned to.

A knock on the door a few seconds later de-railed his train of thoughts, and as the musical prodigy stepped in with all his glowing glory, Yuuto couldn't find the words to welcome him.

Fuuma Monou was standing there, his ebony hair combed back to fully display that marvelous piece of work that was his face. That pale skin and those golden eyes nearly drove Yuuto insane.

"Yuuto-san...long time no see..."

"y-yes...."he was mesmerized by those golden eyes.

"Yuuto-san?" Ah yes, Fuuma.

"Right.....Fuuma-may I call you Fuuma?" He looked to his old classmate for a moment, receiving a look of approval he continued.

"I saw you playing the piano at the music store."

It was frank and breathless.

Fuuma watched his old friend with curiosity. It had been so long since they've seen each other, and since Yuuto saw him at the music store, why didn't he look him up straight after? Oh yes, Kamui.

But still he couldn't help but ask.

"Why didn't you look me up then?" Yuuto looked quite surprised.

"You were with that other guy." Fuuma looked up at him as he was offered a paper cup filled with water.

"You mean Kamui?" Yuuto looked annoyed.

"Yea, whatever his name is."

"He's my brother-in-law." Yuuto paused.

"I know." Yuuto's fingers lingered a little longer than they were supposed to as he handed Fuuma the cup.

Kamui sighed as he played with the strings of his guitar. He missed the taller man already. Subaru had to throw a shoe at him to get his attention (which was quite strange, Subaru NEVER lost his temper.) Seishirou was laughing like there was no tomorrow at his expression.

"Please don't leave me
I've been waiting too long
For this sweet embrace
I've been wanting to tell you
I could never forget the time we spent
Alone in the valley of spring flowers..."

Kamui's finger trailed down his mike, and taking in a deep breath he continued.

"I want you to know
How much I wish that
You were just an illusion
Just a dream that would fade away..."

Subaru did his solo, watching Kamui from a corner of his eye.

Fuuma was pressed against the chair he was sitting in, Yuuto's hands at either side of him, preventing his escape.

"Yuuto," Fuuma's tone was warning, his golden eyes looking for any mean to break free.

"Fuuma..."He breathed, inhaling the sweet scent of the other man (Hmm... jasmine and roses...sweet!)

And it was then that Fuuma slipped off his chair, onto the floor and to the door in speed that was only attainable by those who were being chased by something life-threatening. (Then again, Yuuto is quite dangerous.)

"I'm sorry; Yuuto-san, but I've got a meeting with Kamui. If you'd excuse me," and with that he left.

Fuuma could not believe that even after all those years that man still lusted after him.

Kamui was surprised that Fuuma actually ASKED HIM OUT. He thought he saw a pig fly over his head. (Wait, was Seishirou throwing his beanie piggy around again?)

"Ah, sure. Right. I'll be there."

Kamui clutched the mobile phone to his chest.

He stared at the three other people in the room.

He smirked.

"Pack up, boys. Rehearsal is over."

His band members partied the whole day.

It was a great way to get Yuuto out of his mind, but Kamui was late. And late meaning by half and hour. Thank goodness he expected this and bought tickets to the show two hours before it actually screened. (Yes, Fuuma's a freak. So sue me.) He stood in front inside the arcade; slipping a token into "Ninja Assault" he started shooting those annoying targets that were so easy it seemed sad. He didn't notice the second gun being picked up and another token being slot in.

"What?" He barely turned and he already knew it was Kamui.

There he was, the rock star with all his pride and glory.....dressed in a black turtle neck and a scarf along with those extravagant jewels only rock stars could afford. Once again, the sunglasses covered those brilliant eyes.

"Need help?" Kamui shot down another two of those idiotic guards in green (the ones holding the spears) and smiled as he watched Fuuma smile.

"My, you're pretty good at this, aren't you?"

The movie started. "Ichi the Killer". Kamui was confused throughout the movie. He didn't get what the whole story line was about.

Fuuma seemed to be enjoying himself well enough.

"Kamui, can you pass me the popcorn?" Kamui barely heard him, he was busy trying to figure out what was happening. Besides, Fuuma wasn't even sure if the other man could even see through those sunglasses.

He leaned in closer.

"Kamui," The other man jerked, turning to face him, and their lips touched.

Kamui's face flushed and it couldgo no redder. Did Fuuma just kiss him?