AN: Yay people like the story. I will no longer be accepting ideas, however I could just use them in other stories, but yeah. This is GiriJasu's idea for using music in a darkish, romantic setting. It's probably not what you thought but I did my best. I have a feeling there will only be around 3 more chapters including this one. Reviews appreciated :3

Giriko sighed. He really couldn't get the blonde out of his head. He pinched the bridge of his nose and inhaled and exhaled deeply. He wasn't sure what he could do about this, but the most logical thing he could think of was admitting to the boy how much he liked him. Justin obviously liked him back. Giriko hauled the guitar he had with him, onto his shoulder. He was surprisingly good on the guitar and he had wanted to see if he could get a job, but had failed, so he had gone to a rooftop restaurant for some food before going home. However the elevator trip down wasn't quite what he expected.

Justin and Marie were now both certain Giriko had the hots for Justin, and Marie just pinned it on him never having a proper relationship before. Justin agreed. So they came up with a plan for the two to have a nice, quiet moment when it was just them, however that was harder said than done. They tailed Giriko the whole day until they stumbled upon him going to the top of a very large building. This was where they would trap him. Justin just had to get in the same elevator as him and talk to him. Well that was the plan.

As Giriko got into the elevator, Justin swept up behind him. He was wearing a pair of light blue, tight, jeans, a long sleeved, also tight, powder blue t-shirt and the jumper he has now grown fond of is tied around his waist. He stood behind Giriko, waiting until he pressed the button and the doors closed before he wrapped his arms around his waist and tiptoeing to whisper in his ear, the guitar slightly getting in the way.

"Hi Giriko," Justin smirked as he watches Giriko shiver lightly and close his eyes. Giriko frowned, turning around to face the blonde.

"I thought I told you to leave me alone." He growled.

"I don't want to." Justin replied simply. Then the elevator stopped abruptly, causing Justin to jolt forward, landing in Giriko's chest. He blushed lightly as he stood back up.

"Sorry," He mumbled before he walked to the button panel. He pushed a button but nothing happened. He started to panic.

"We-were stuck," He squealed. "The doors won't open. Oh god im going to die in here," He started hyperventilating. "Ohhh, I want my music back." He whimpered. Giriko stared at the blonde, quite scared at his sudden panic attack. He walked up behind the other, wrapping his arms around his waist and whispering in his ear like he had done to him, not moments ago.

"I can play you something if you like?" He smiled at the shocked look on Justin's face. He pulled away and sat on the floor, bringing his guitar around so he could play it. Justin sat opposite him, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes as Giriko plays an acoustic version of 'To the Sky' by Owl City.

When he finished he looked over to Justin, noticing that the blonde had fallen asleep. He smiled and took off his guitar. He sat next to the blonde and looked down at him. Justin shifted slightly and ended up leaning his head on Giriko's shoulder. Giriko smiled slightly and rested his cheek on the top of Justin's head, breathing in his scent and rubbing his cheek lightly against Justin's soft blonde curls.

Giriko sighed, "I really do like you, don't I?" He mumbled to himself before pulling the blonde in closer. Suddenly the lift jolted and the lights flickered back on, and the doors opened. Giriko jumped for joy. To be honest he had been panicking twice as bad as Justin was inside. He hated enclosed spaces, stupid claustrophobia.

"Im finally free of this stupid hell hole." He almost yelled. Justin had woken up and his heart clenched. Giriko really did hate him, he didn't even like being in the elevator with him. He swallowed down tears as he go up. Pushing past Giriko he mumbled, just loud enough for the older man to hear.

"Sorry for being such a terror." He stalked off before he started crying. Giriko stared after him.

"Oh god, he misunderstood. Justin, wait. Justin!" He yelled after the younger male, while picking up his guitar.

AN: OMG Massive misunderstanding. I probably just ruined the mood but oh well. Will Giriko catch up with Justin, or will they never meet again? It's so obvious lol. Next chapter up soon people, promise