RATING: PG
GENRE: Angst
MAJOR CHARACTERS: Hiroshi Nakano, Claude 'K' Winchester.
DISCLAIMER: This is mere fiction, and I do not make any profit out of it one way or another. The characters belong to the respected manga-ka.
SUMMARY: Hiro watches the efforts of his help pay off. Angst. OneShot Drabble. HiroxK, KxJudy
COPYRIGHT: © November 2005
Painful Help
By mitmiya
The strings moved along with the delicate fingers, the sounds coming out of the big speakers in the back, a familiar tune of Bad Luck's recent smash hit. With a confidence of an expert, the young man kept playing his guitar, his beautiful dark eyes shut as his body swayed slightly with the music, locks of brown hair covering the pale face.
Hiroshi Nakano was a wreck.
The flesh curtains were pulled up to reveal a pair of tormented eyes, and through the blinding lights, those eyes were able to take in the sight of the American manager, sitting next to his wife.
Hiro shut his eyes once again, fresh memories running through his mind as a familiar pain attacked his heart. Nakano's grip on the guitar's neck tightened and he held it closer to him as he kept playing the music, making sure to keep up with Fujisaki's tempo.
The ghost of calloused hands running over his body made him shiver, his lip caught between his teeth. As the copper taste of his own blood reached Hiro's taste buds, he opened his eyes once more to take another look at the blond American and he let go of his lip to grit his teeth when the former leaned over to lick his wife's ear.
He used to whimper when he did that to him, especially when those strong arms would be around his body, bringing him closer to the muscular chest. He felt so content and safe in his lover's arms, being taken care of for a change.
The lights went out when the song finished with Shuichi striking a pose, throwing the place into complete darkness, reminding Hiro of the night those strong hands shoved him out of that circle of safety to pull closer somebody that was not him.
His shoulders slumped, words from the night before ringing in his ears.
"Thanks for the help, Hiro-kun! Got her jealous enough to come back."
Hiro wondered if Michael told his father about histemporary babysitter crying.