Switch Chapter 16

Las Vegas, it hummed, it brimmed with life, and it sparkled. The air was heavy and static with dry desert air as Bad Luck and Nittle Grasper, and one lowly novelist stepped out of an airport limo. They breathed it in as they stood before their hotel in the night of the desert city. The Bellagio, they beheld it in awe. Its picturesque water fountains all lit up like a dozen shooting stars shot up into the night sky. Their eyes followed them up and up along the huge building that they were going to be staying in for a few nights.

Actually K had tried for a week but Tohma narrowed it down to a weekend. That was fine, more than enough time for a little fun. K had to admit he was intrigued that Tohma wanted to come himself. Conceivably even the boss needed some excitement, this K thought, was brilliant. It was something that made K realize that when he was a man, after his divorce, he'd been living a very monotonous and non-existent life. If Tohma could still demand fun, then what the hell was he doing all this time? K shook his head at the thought.

Well never again, K decided determinedly.

"Claudia, you are perhaps crazier than your brother," Tohma spoke up and smiled with a bit of mischief, "And I think you might have given me some new ideas to brew on." What Tohma wasn't revealing was he ultimately decided to come when he found out Eiri was tagging along. Well that and maybe Claudia was onto something. It made Tohma's wheels turn.

Ryuichi cocked his head in confusion. Why did they keep calling K, Claudia? "K remembers how to have fun! Come on let's go in, I wanna see our rooms! Na no da!" Ryuichi exclaimed happily and dashed off, showing Kumagoro the sights.

Everyone looked oddly at each other for a moment murmuring 'K', but Noriko and Tohma didn't have a chance to dwell on it, they had to chase after Ryuichi. It left the rest of the gang tagging after them at a casual pace.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Yuki complained to Shuichi. Flashy lights and tacky casino's weren't exactly his forte.

"Because you were worried about me," Shuichi squealed exuberantly. He latched onto Yuki's arm lovingly.

"Get off me," barked Yuki and flicked his cigarette into the water fountain grumpily. He tried to shake Shuichi off to no avail. Grumbling, he set a nonplussed face on Claudia, the cause of all this trouble. Yuki wondered how the hell that woman was K's sister. The only thing they had in common was they were both completely insane. Maybe it was something in the water wherever they were from Yuki mused and smirked as he walked inside the hotel.

"Claudia, you did say we are going to perform this weekend. What kind of show exactly?" Suguru wondered and heard Sakano groan. The little keyboardist spun on his producer, "Do you know Sakano? I think it's fair that you tell us."

K went and hung his arm around Sakano's shoulders, more so to hush him up with a graceful threat. "Don't worry about that until the time comes squirt. Everything will be ready for you, you just have to get into a few costumes," K said cryptically and cut Sakano a look so he wouldn't talk. The boys would find out soon enough. He grinned and chuckled evilly. It wasn't that bad but he didn't exactly say if it was entirely related to music.

But at the word 'costumes'…Shuichi, Hiro and Suguru contemplated this.

Sakano blushed, dodging out from under Claudia's long feminine arm and took out a handkerchief to daub at his moist forehead. "Damn it's so hot here," he complained avoiding the show questions. The thought of it made him believe he'd completely failed as a producer…a man even. He almost wished Claudia never told him.

Bad Luck looked at each other with dread. What did Claudia have lined up for them? What was with all the secrecy?

"Claudia, please just tell us it's not that bad right?" Hiro asked carefully.

"I promise it'll be a blast!" K informed cheerfully, looking back at Hiro and blowing him a sultry kiss. He cackled as they all stood inside looking at the enormous hotel.

Everyone sniggered.

Hiro paused mid-stride and quirked an eyebrow at K's back, but smirked feeling confirmed about K's agenda. Bring it on pretty lady, Hiro thought with a wild patter of his heart. Avoiding the strange looks Suguru threw at him, he took in the hotel lobby they entered. It was bustling with people. All kinds of people too, guys in suits, cowboy hats, women with sparkly dresses, average Joe's and old ladies with their husbands. Every kind of human being and style existed all at once before him. It was impressive the lights, the noise…it drew him in even if this wasn't exactly his thing. Hiro stood gawking at his surroundings as an arm threaded through his, he went to pull away before he realized who it was.

"Let me take you to your room Hiro," purred K in Hiro's ear, holding onto his arm snugly.

Hiro looked at K speechless. Was K going to give up that easily and confess already? Hmm, Hiro put on a pretend frown, "I guess I could hear you out." K smiled at him and left to go sort out the rooms with Tohma at the front desk.

Everyone found their rooms and knew that it was already fairly late. Most of them wanted to sleep and play fresh the next day. Although K had made sure to have the group all on the same floor, only Tohma wouldn't have that at all. He upgraded his room to the penthouse suite. A room that not only was the size of an apartment but it had a terrace with a Jacuzzi and a swimming pool.

But back on the fourth floor K's attack on Hiro continued, even in front of everyone as they walked down the hallway. He once more had his arm threaded through Hiro's, as if to rally the guitarist to balk or put up a protest.

But he didn't.

K smiled almost victorious as everyone glanced back to see what their female manager, K's sister, was up too. Hiro blushed though. He knew everyone had some wild idea floating around in their heads. But at the same time, he kind of enjoyed it too. This was becoming a game and he was rarely in the spotlight. Everyone cast them one peculiar final glance before entering their room. But once alone K stopped Hiro's hand before he swiped his keycard.

"Not so fast Hiro," K said in an insistent voice.

Hiro paused and felt K at his back, tingles raced up and down his spine. That flush on his face burned brighter, "What do you want?" He spoke in a gruff tone; he could not give up yet.

"I know that you are mad at me, and probably rightly so. But I have one thing to say," K said calmly, confidently, leaning in to rest his chin on Hiro's shoulder. His lips were intimately close to Hiro's ear. "I will make you mine again," he whispered breathing against his ear. With that K drew a wet tongue around the shell of Hiro's ear and walked off with an airy girlie laugh.

Hiro sighed a little at the closeness, but as he spun around K was already off to his room. The guitarist wanted to run after K, tackle him right here in the hall and declare his undying love and devotion. But he couldn't! He'd already declared his love once, if K wanted him so bad he would have to do the same! Besides, he was really anticipating what K might do to win his heart. Hehe, his heart, "It's already yours man," Hiro muttered under his breath, he watched K enter his room right next door to his own. How clever, Hiro thought and finally swiped his keycard.

Inside his room, Hiro dumped his luggage on the floor and switched on a light. Oh wow, his eyes roamed over the huge room which was like a big apartment. The bedroom was separate from the main room which was highly decorated in burgundies, creams and gilded finishes. At one end was a large draped patio window which overlooked the city. On one end was a couch and sofa, both a lovely shade of forest green on a squishy carpet of soft beige. There was a small kitchen, a huge bathroom with the works, and a TV and a few dressers. He wandered into the bedroom and did a double take at the bed.

Hiro looked around half expecting someone to reveal themselves, perhaps Santa Claus. Because there on his bed was a guitar!

His mouth dropped open as he neared the bed as if the guitar had been beamed down from an alien aircraft. "A Highway One Stratocaster model number 011-1160 colour code 304 Daphne Blue," Hiro murmured from memory as he gazed at the gorgeous most incredible guitar. It was a Fender, a sweet kick ass guitar. He smoothed a hand up along its strings lovingly, counting all twenty-two jumbo frets. Lost in his utopia, Hiro barely noticed the note with a white rose resting at the head of the guitar on a pillow. Once he did he reached over and picked up the rose and note. It read…

Dear Hiroshi…

I figured I owe you this for all that money I borrowed. Do you remember that first day we went girl clothes shopping? Anyways I can't count the number of shopping trips since that day…heh go me eh? Can you believe it's been six months? I probably owe you much, much more, but this is something I wanted to do. Instead of that new apartment, I bought this first and maybe a few toys. Don't feel like you owe me anything, because you don't. Just play this baby to your fans and be happy. That's what it's all about Hiroshi…being happy.

Claude. xoxox

"K…" Hiro whispered as he read the note again and again. This was one of the most touching things anyone has ever done for him. Damn, playing this game was beginning to feel wrong suddenly. Hiro's instincts were to once more run to K and profess his love and now his thanks. He stood up but stopped before he ended up pounding on K's hotel door. Perhaps this was a stepping stone. Maybe K needed to do this for himself, Hiro thought psychologically. This couldn't be finally happening, Hiro thought incredulously. Somehow during everything the blonde fool decided he wanted him. Hiro wondered what changed his mind. But that didn't matter!

Hiro smiled and wondered if he should loosen up a bit? This Vegas thing was only for a few days so it wasn't that bad. Tomorrow they'd do their performance—whatever that was—and then Hiro could deal with K once and for all. Somehow Hiro imagined that K liked this type of game thought. All those blowing kisses and licks, hmm, maybe he would act tough for just a little more. His eyes wavered back to the guitar and he gushed audibly like a child at Christmas. This was so cool! Hiro whooped it up as he shucked off his jacket and shoes. He flopped down on the bed, the guitar lying on one side, he on the other. Turning on his side his eyes never left the instrument. He lay there watching it, for once feeling content in the last couple of hectic days. Lying there, he thought of K until he drifted off to sleep.

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Phew, K leaned against the door to his hotel room. Finally they were here and he desperately wanted X-ray vision. He wanted so badly to see Hiro's reaction to the guitar on his bed tonight. He had to do it. It was true, he realized he'd put Hiro through so much, he deserved this. And he deserved so much more and K was going to spoil him this weekend. Treat him to as much comforts and lovelies that he could.

K grinned nefariously.

He just hoped that Hiro wouldn't kill him after tomorrow's event. Or rather the whole band…K giggled with uncertainty. Nah, they were good sports or he hoped they were. Either way he had his gun loaded just in case.

But putting tomorrow out of his mind, only to have it return to Hiro, K decided a bath and a beer would be nice. He had the whole room to himself, it was a small vacation but he did miss Hiro's company. K was amazed how accustomed he'd gotten to living with the man. Although he was anxious to go check out everything, the city, the casino and the showgirls! Hot Dawg! He hoped Hiro liked showgirls as much as he did. K snickered as he peeled off his stockings. Funny these things didn't make him blush anymore, he thought dropping them on the floor. In fact now that he reflected, he was really comfortable being a woman. It wasn't so bad.

Women were so much stronger than he'd ever imagined. Stronger in will, he decided. Men could not compete with the will of a woman. Sure there were strong men, but maybe there was something to be said about the saying, 'behind every great man is an ever greater woman'. He wanted to be that greater woman to Hiro, K concluded. For Hiro he'd prove his worth, prove his affections and prove his love.

He wanted this to be a time Hiro never forgot...

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A/N: Well this is my first installment of the Las Vegas chapters. Its not to crazy yet. That is chapter 18 the Finale! lol There will be one more chpater after that, a lemon--a wrap up kind of thing. I decided to drag everyone along. Although I didn't write to much for them cause I didn't want to stray to far from Hiro and K. I do that in Chapter 18 enough XD. Hope you enjoyed it.

Reviewers: Thank you SOO much smilemtl78, Lingering-Misery-of-Sorrow, the2evils, yaoinut, define this shit, The Anibee! I hope you guys enjoyed this little introduction to Las Vegas. Trust me there are 3 chapters for Las Vegas, each one gets worse lol. I'll be updating again very soon! Since I have this story all done. --huggles all around--