theme #37- punk

Suguru tugged at the teeny tiny PVC shorts and grimaced. That combined with the small semi-transparent long sleeved top he wore- which pretty much showed everything- were making him so uncomfortable.

He was huddled within the booth K had grabbed and glared at anybody who approached. Including the producer, manager, and band mates. The producer (goddamn Sakano) was the one who had come up with the idea that they needed a day off after that three month tour. The manager (goddamn K) was the one who had the idea that he needed to supervise. And had come up with the idea of coming to The Split Key- one of the biggest punk/rock/techno clubs within all of Japan. His band mates (goddamn Hiro and goddamn Shuichi) were the ones who picked out the clothes he was wearing.

Damn. Just damn. The lights suddenly flashed and the music pounded louder than ever. He scowled.

Hiro grinned as he spotted the keyboardist curled up in the booth, frowning and glaring. Suguru hadn't really wanted to come but K had forced him, saying that they all needed a break and that he didn't trust any of them (which was why he was 'supervising'). Suguru might have hated them all now but it was priceless to see Suguru in those clothes. Hiro felt drool slide down his chin and he wiped it away.

He shoved his way through the crowd, heading towards the booth. Once he got there, he grabbed Suguru's wrist and pulled the younger boy out of the booth. Suguru stumbled, but was forced out of the booth and Hiro dragged him into the midst of the crowd.

He turned to Suguru- whom was trying to get away- and grinned. "You gotta loosen up, Suguru."

Suguru scowled even more. Hiro started dancing, ignoring the way Suguru glared at him. When Suguru just stayed stiff, he said, "Dance!" and grabbed the boy's hips forcing him to move.

Suguru blinked, flushed and pulled away, muttering, "I can dance, you know."

Hiro raised an eyebrow. "You can?" Suguru saw the challenge in the brunet's eyes and his scowl intensified.

His lifted his chin. "Of course I can." With that, he started dancing and Hiro was…mesmerized. Suguru's lithe body moved in time with the music, swaying and swinging. He gulped and then moved closer, dancing with the younger boy. Suguru didn't show any surprise but just moved closer too. Hiro smiled.

They spent that way for a while, just dancing, until a guy came by and started trying to pull Suguru away, trying to dance with him. Hiro growled lowly, but the other guy ignored him, smiling charmingly at Suguru.

Suguru leaned into Hiro, but the guy still didn't seem deterred. Hiro finally did something drastic: he leaned down and placed a kiss on Suguru's neck. He wrapped his arms around Suguru's thin waist and moved one hand to Suguru's lower back and pressed it there firmly. When the guy saw this, he backed off, moving away.

Hiro was ready to let go off Suguru, to apologize but two small hands wrapped around his neck and curled in his hair. He looked down and was met with a pair of hopeful eyes and an open smile.

Hiro smiled back and moved his other hand to the small of Suguru's back. Later, they would talk about their relationship but right now…Hiro placed another small butterfly kiss on Suguru's neck…he was a bit preoccupied.