How sweet you all are with your amazing reviews¡ thank you so much¡
I know Munakata it´s very OOC here, but this is my first fic and is AU so I´m somehow trying to play a bit with the characters and trying to make this funny (in a silly way) besides, this whole thing started when my best friend and I concluded that Reisi seemed to be a Diva xD and how interesting would be to see Mikoto trying to put up with his mood swings and dramas hehe. I´m planning to write another MikoRei story (a serious one) and avoid OOCness, but that´ll come in the near future for now let´s enjoy the second chappy¡
DICLAIMER: K project is NOT mine, the song "Peacock" from Katy Perry is also not mine, I´m not Katy, and if I were I wouldn´t be single
Chapter 4:
"Is it really so hard to believe that I finally took interest in someone after we broke up?"
The question had no curiosity and no intention to receive an answer whatsoever, although Fushimi asked for pure compromise. I mean, Reisi had entered his bathroom two hours ago to take a 'shower' and hadn't come out since then.
Fushimi was seriously worried the taller man had committed suicide.
He could have asked for help and Saruhiko would have done the did. Ugh, if only.
After a few minutes without receiving any answer, Reisi opened the door and got out with a soft bath robe covering his naked body.
And what the fuck? Was that dirt all over his face?
"It's a mudpack, genius."
By the confused and horrified look on the blue eyed boy Reisi decided to answer his unspoken question.
"That's dirt."
"It improves your skin and makes it soft as baby buttocks, you ought to try it sometime, and you don't want that new boy toy of yours to caress calloused skin. EW."
"Tsk. Will you stop being so damn jealous?"
Reisi raised a delicate eyebrow, which looked funny because the mud was starting to get really dry, tensing all the feminine features.
"I'm not jealous, why should I be?"
The bluenette then proceeded to apply conditioner to his slightly damp hair, running his fingers from the roots to the ends with even motions.
'This guy has serious problems'
"I don't know, maybe because we dated, it didn't work out and now you have to stand watching me date a boy with a prettier ass than yours."
"Nobody has a better ass than me, but no, I'm not jealous I'm surprised that you got a date and I still can't seem to receive a SMILE from that sour redhead."
"Umm...I thought you didn't like wild 'ex convicts' pigs." He commented with a smirk on his face.
Munakata flushed with anger.
"I don't, but...can I be honest with you?"
"I guess I have no choice."
"That guy, every time I look at him it's like...I get these feels, the thrill and the adrenaline, it's like dying and then breathing again."
Oh god, if a dramatic Reisi was bad, now imagine a poetic one.
"That's so deep coming from you."
"I'm surprised I haven't noticed how good of a poet I am!"
He said before rinsing his face with cool water, making little splash sounds like those in commercials.
"So the guy makes you feel...things...but you don't like him."
Munakata wasn't so sure it Saru was interested in this, his monotonous voice never gave a clue about the blue eyed boy's feelings.
"Exactly, I just can't seem to stand his type, so vulgar and careless."
Fushimi chuckled quietly.
"As if that didn't turn you on."
"What?"
"Oh nothing. Can we go now?"
"After I finish the deep conditioning for my hair and get dressed I'll be ready to go."
"Tsk. I'll take a nap."
"Whatever."
The bluenette kept applying stuff and creams to his body, the whole room smelled of lavender and some wild flowers.
"If that doesn't scream 'flaming gay' I don't know what does". Saru said to himself quietly as possible before inducing in his much needed nap.
"Mikoto, are you going to eat with us?" Asked Anna, the other teen was resting on the biggest sofa available, his eyes closed and a cigarette hanging loosely between his lips.
"I'll be there in a minute." The small girl nodded, but her face held a worried expression. Mikoto took a deep drag from his cancer stick and blew out the air from his nose.
He had been thinking about Yata's words. Maybe he was right, playing with someone's feelings-even if that someone was an annoying, and rich brat- was very wrong and immature.
Suoh stood up from his place on the sofa and made his way to the compact kitchen.
His doubts dissipated when his amber eyes took notice of the happy look on their faces. Yata was rambling about his fights while Erick and Izumo laughed at some stupid joke, Kamamoto and Anna were discussing about how'd keep the biggest portion of the apple pie. Everyone enjoyed their life at the bar, all these smiling faces will be gone if he didn't do something.
"Stop thinking and come to eat." Suoh sat between Izumo and Anna, both moving a little to give him a bit more space. The dining room was improvised, it wasn't even a room actually, but it sufficed and the smaller the space the more united they became.
The redhead started eating. Savoring the spicy taste of the chicken and the sweetness of the apple pie felt exactly like home. He remembered those delicious meals his servants used to prepare for him, so fancy and gourmet-ish. He was living the life of a king.
After his parents death those delicious meals tasted dull and sour in his mouth. The empty, cold walls of the huge dining room absorbed the usual warmness, stripping Suoh from the only love he have known.
Since the moment he stepped into the bar he felt warmness wash over him. Something he hadn't felt in a very long time.
That's the reason why the bar was so important to him. Munakata couldn't give him the satisfaction these people gave him, the love and respect he received from them was overwhelming. He couldn't let them down.
The tall redhead finished his food in silence. Due to his usually quiet state nobody asked anything and dare not disturb him. Izumo, being the amazing friend he is, noticed the change in the teen's demeanor.
"Why don't you go and wait for me outside? I have something very important do discuss with you." Everything Izumo had to say was important to Suoh; the blonde was the head of the bar before Mikoto entered the picture after all.
"Sure." Mikoto went outside and looked at the moon. He wasn't much of a moon-gazer, but he had to admit the satellite looked damn amazing that night.
"What's troubling the king's mind?" Kusanagi had this little game of calling him 'king' Mikoto wasn't bothered. Since the day he came in with fancy clothes and nice hair, Izumo had started calling him that.
"I might have come up with a solution to our problems."
"Really? May I hear about it?"
Suoh proceeded to explain him the whole situation, since the first day he landed eyes on Reisi. Izumo listened with a neutral face.
"So, he's Munakata's son, how interesting."
"And our ticket out." Said Suoh after finishing his third cigarette.
"Will you be able to do it?"
"Do what?"
"Not fall for him, I mean, according to your master plan feelings are not predicted, but there's always the minimum probability for them to blossom."
"It won't be my case. I'll give him a good time and that's it. We part separate ways, I get to keep the bar and he keeps his ego intact, we both win."
"So...you'll ditch him even if he falls for you?"
"If he falls for me it's not my problem."
Izumo was worried. This was a cold, calculating side of Suoh he had never seen.
"Have it your way, king. But don't tell me I didn't warn you."
"I'll come back later. Take Anna to sleep."
"Where are you going?"
"I need to clear my mind."
Izumo sighed. What a troublesome king.
And by 'clear his mind' Suoh of course meant going out for a drink.
It was ironic he had to go out for a drink out seeing as he lived in a bar. But he enjoyed his privacy, the bar was a very luxurious place, Suoh knew it was wrong to spend money on something as tribal as this, but even the tired teen deserved a moment for himself.
The place was filled with people dressed up with expensive suits and some women with beautiful and sparkly dresses. Everyone was so immerse on their own matters that nobody seemed to notice the redhead's presence.
Suoh sat at the bar counter and the bartender smiled greedily at him.
"Beer?" The teen nodded. He didn't like those girly drinks some guys liked to have.
"Give me a dry martini, Evan."
Like that for example.
"Ah, came back so soon, Mr. Munakata."
At the mention of the name, Suoh turned his head, hoping to avoid further notice. He didn't have time for this.
"How's your father, if I may ask."
"Doing well, he wants to retire though."
"Will you be the next heir, sir?"
"Hopefully. I'm pretty confident."
The bartender, now known as Evan, took a cold beer from the fridge and brought it to Suoh.
"There you go."
"Thanks."
Munakata knew that voice. The bluenette smirked and walked towards the tall redheaded boy.
"Are you perhaps stalking me?"
Mikoto rolled his eyes.
"What do you want?"
"I just came here to have a good time." Now that Mikoto watched him clearly, he could see how glassy Reisi´s eyes were. The boy was getting a bit drunk. Probably from a previous party.
"You have really low alcohol tolerance, don't you?" He took a sip from his beer.
"Don't be silly, this is only my third martini, there's no way I'm getting drunk!"
The supposedly not-so-drunk guy hadn't noticed his glasses slowly sliding off his face.
For pure impulse Suoh reached out and pushed the glasses up Munakata's nose again. He didn't know why he did it, but Mikoto convinced himself that he was just doing the right thing.
Reisi only watched him in awe.
"Oops! Guess I may be a tad bit drunk after all." The bluenette sounded as composed as ever, only his breath blowing up the cover from his undisclosed drunkenness.
Mikoto finished his beer and ordered another one.
"Is that boring kid with you?"
"Who?"
"The one trying to bed Yata."
"Oh! Fushimi-Kun left earlier, he said I was a clingy drunk. But I'm not drunk so that doesn't make sense! Nice shirt by the way."
Suoh looked down at his clothes. He was wearing the same plain white shirt he brought to school earlier that day. The boy was really fucked up.
"Evan, give me another martini please."
"Right away sir!"
Reisi took the glass between his thumb and middle finger, his pinky sticking out. It reminded Suoh of those stupid 30's films.
"Like I said, Fushimi left earlier. He's an ass." He said, taking a mouthful of his martini.
Various business men turned their heads to watch the horrible language Munakata's son was using. Mikoto felt disgusted all of sudden. This kind of people was the judging type, always trying to get perfection and criticizing everything you do. Being the son of a powerful businessman brought a lot of attention from those idiots.
Even if he hated the guy, he couldn't help but feel angry for the whispered gossips he could hear concerning the bluenette.
Suoh grabbed Reisi's arm just before he ordered another martini.
"Put that down, come on."
"What...?" The taller boy dragged Munakata out of the bar. Reisi struggled to get free and escape for his abandoned martini, but Suoh had a tight hold on him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He shouted after finally breaking free.
"Trying to save you an awkward time, idiot."
"What a gentleman you are but no thank you, I'm perfectly fine by myself!" His words proved wrong when he stumbled but managed to stay on his feet.
Suoh chortled. Munakata's usual stoic face and arrogant smirk were off his face. Apparently alcohol took away his broodiness and replaced it with a cheeky attitude.
They were outside from the bar, where a display of expensive cars made it difficult to know which one belonged to the bluenette. Suoh's amber eyes scanned the cars; he failed to notice that Munakata had spaced out a bit, centering his violet orbs in him.
"I don't have a car you know." Surprisingly the boy managed to avoid get the full sentence out of his mouth without making a fool of himself.
"I reckoned you owned like twenty." Reisi chuckled.
"I did. But I crashed every one of 'em."
"Why?"
"Don't know, accidents maybe, maybe not."
"What? Tried to kill yourself?"
Mikoto had used a teasing tone, but was startled when Reisi lowered his head in what was apparently shame.
Did he really try to kill himself? Suoh didn't understand.
"I didn't try to kill myself, so get your mind out of the gutter. Though, I really think it wouldn't matter if I did. You'd only miss my beauty of course."
Munakata leaned on a black Rolls Royce that surely belonged to one of those haughty business men. Suoh took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it like he'd done many times before.
"Are you going home or what?"
"Uh...Yeah, I'll grab a drink from the nearby bar."
was this guy for real? Mikoto groaned and grabbed Reisi by his arm, dragging the pale teen to his own car.
It wasn't a fancy car like the ones Reisi was used to, it didn't smell of fresh pine or fine leather, the seats were a bit rotten and the car paint wasn't the best either-An ugly color black. Ew- but strangely it was comfortable.
The seats seemed to accommodate to your body and the headrest was very fluffy. Or maybe he was drunk.
"Are you kidnapping me?" Suoh rolled his eyes.
"No one would want to kidnap you, you would be the most annoying prisoner ever known."
"Then, are you goin' to rape me?"
"No."
"You're no fun."
"You wanted me to rape you?"
"Not gonna tell you, you'll ruin the thrill."
Mikoto decided it was best to shut up. The bluenette was delusional.
Suoh started the engine and looked at the sleepy teen.
"Hey, where do you live?"
"In a house."
"I don't have for your stupid games, now tell me."
"Direction's in my phone."
The redhead grabbed his Smartphone and looked for the address. It didn't startle him to realize Munakata lived in the most luxurious residence he knew.
After struggling with Munakata to persuade him to put the seat belt on, Mikoto made his way to the residence.
He turned on the radio and let a random station, he only wanted a bit of background music to light up the awkward situation.
I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock, your peacock, cock
your peacock, cock, cock, your peacock
I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock, your peacock, cock
your peacock, cock, cock, your peacock.
And that was just his luck. When he was about to change the station, a soft hand stopped his movements. Apparently Munakata wasn't longer dozed off.
"Leave it, I like that song."
"You must be joking."
"Am not!"
Unfortunately for Mikoto, Reisi started to sing along. Loudly.
Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?
Don't be a chicken, boy, stop acting like a beeotch
I'ma peace out if you don't give me the payoff
Come on, baby, let me see what you're hiding underneath.
Worst part was, Munakata was actually singing while looking at him and doing some kind of pervy dance. The guy was practically dry humping his car seat for god's sake!
"Munakata stop."
"But the song's good!"
"No it's not."
"Oh you grumpy face!"
"Seriously Munakata..."
You've got the finest architecture
End of the rainbow looking treasure
such a sight to see
and it's all for me!
"Ok it's enough!" In an instant Suoh turned off the radio, leaving a pouting Reisi and a holy silence. He wouldn't complain about silence anymore.
"You don't like the way I sing?" His voice was so heartbreaking.
"It's not you, It's that perverted song. It annoys me."
Both remained silent for a while. Suoh knew they were getting close to the pale boy's home. A few minutes and they'll be there.
"So...You won't let me see your peacock?" Reisi asked innocently.
Mikoto breathed deeply.
'The guy is drunk' He had to remind himself.
Suoh stopped the car. He got out and opened Reisi's door for him. He felt a little bit silly treating Reisi so gentlemanly. Of course he convinced himself he only did it for the bar.
Munakata took his hand and got out of the old car.
"Just get in and sleep, you're drunk."
"I'm not that drunk anymore."
"Yeah, right. Goodnight."
"...That's it?"
"What do you mean?"
Reisi sighed exasperatedly.
"No goodbye kiss?"
The question weighted heavily on his shoulders. He didn't want to kiss Munakata; but the boy was looking at him so intently, it was hard to say no.
"This wasn't a date."
"But it's the closest thing I've had to a date."
"Don't lie; you've been in more dates than me."
"Well, those dates always end up in me paying the bill and just a question from my ´date´ to spend the night at a stinky motel and have mindless sex'"
"Really?"
"And none of them had opened the door for me."
Suoh raised an eyebrow. Such tribal thing like a polite gesture had Reisi endeared with him. Mikoto didn't know if he should feel bad for the teen.
He believed him. The boy had so much money; half his 'dates' would only be in it for the monetary benefits.
And he thought Munakata was a haughty bastard.
"Usually I wait for my partner to come down on knees to me, but I'll make an exception because I'm feeling dandy tonight."
With that said Munakata stood on his tip toes and gave Suoh a soft, chaste kiss on the lips. The contact was velvety and short, but enough for Suoh to realize how soft and plump Munakata's lips were.
Reisi smiled shyly, a sight he never thought he'll witness. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or the charm of the moment, but the way Reisi was acting was actually rather...cute.
'Yup, it's the alcohol'
"Well uh...see you tomorrow."
"Sure." Just as he was about to enter his house, Reisi turned to face the taller man.
"You'll probably never hear this again but...thank you."
Munakata closed his door and locked it. Suoh only stared at the white wooden door and the bright crystal adorning it. He smirked and lit another cigarette, slowly walking away from the lavish house.
He turned on his car and drove away to the bar. Suoh took the cigarette out of him mouth and exhaled the smoke from his lungs.
Things were going his way; it was only matter of time before Reisi had to return him the favor.
'The bar will be safe and then we can move on with our lives.'
Thinking that was comforting, he had his goal set and nothing could get in the way.
Although, he still couldn't figure out why the feeling of Munakata's soft lips against his own didn't seem to be leaving his mind.
Done¡ please leave your review, it´s highly appreciated as always as you can see chapters are getting longer thanks to my new free time¡ and special thanks to those who wished me good luck with my finals I really needed it so thank you so much, see you next time¡