Uruha woke up hung over in the parking lot across the street from the bar. Damn, he thought as he sat up and rubbed his aching head. Had he tried walking home or something? He pulled his phone out and called Reita for a ride. "Whatever it is, it's too fucking early," the bassist said before hanging up on him.
"Fuck you too. Alright, Aoi then," he said to himself as he called the bands other guitarist. "What the fuck do you want?" Aoi answered extremely pissed off.
"Uh, I kinda passed out after leaving the bar last night. Any chance I could get a lift home?" he asked confused by the hostility.
"What?" he asked still pissed.
"Nevermind man. I'll try Ruki," he said as he hung up on Aoi's sputtering. "Everybody's pissy this morning and I'm the hungover one," "Moshi moshi," Ruki answered.
"Finally, a normal response."
"Hnn? What's up Uruha?"
"Look, I woke up in the parking lot across from the bar and was kind of hoping to get a ride home."
"How wasted were you last night?" he laughed.
"Wasted enough that I don't remember anything."
"Damn Uru. You gotta cut back."
"Yeah, yeah. Look can I get a ride or should I try finding a cab?"
"Oh, I see. I'm the last resort after everybody else turned you down huh?"
"Well it's just that you don't live as close as the others. It's easier for them to pick me up."
"Sure. Yeah, I'll come and get you. I had stuff to do that way anyhow."
"Thanks."
Uruha waited at the edge of the parking lot for Ruki to show up trying to keep the rising sun out of his eyes. Maybe he did need to cut back on the drinking for a while. If he was going to pass out in public places like this it might be a good idea. Or he could just drink at home where he wouldn't have to worry about that.
Ruki dropped him off at his place and Uruha headed straight for the bathroom. He brushed the sour taste of too much sake out of his mouth and started the shower. He stripped down getting ready to climb into the steaming water and froze. What, or more precisely who, had he done last night? Fuck, he thought. The parking lot had been right on the road but where he had woken up was mostly out of sight. He really hoped it didn't turn out to be some rabid fangirl. Or worse, a fanboy. He shuddered at the thought. Not that he had anything against guys like that. Now that Reita and Kai were, don't think about that, he ordered himself. Even though it had been almost three months he still wasn't quite used to that idea. A quick check through his pocket and then his phone showed that he didn't have any unknown numbers. Maybe he'd just managed to get lucky last night. He'd worry about it if somebody came forward but for now he was going to shower and forget about it. Although technically he already had forgotten about it. Whatever.
He took a long, soothing shower and the worst of his headache was gone by the time he finished. Afterwards he went upstairs and got dressed before checking his calender. They had a photo shoot coming up ah, tomorrow. Good. That meant he had all day to do whatever he wanted. Time to get his game on.
Reita and Kai were the last ones to arrive for the photo shoot, not that anybody was surprised. Neither of them being a morning person they hardly made it to anything on time. Now though they showed up later than ever usually with Reita's face completely red and Kai's pretty smug. Then the make up crew usually had a field day trying to cover the love bites they left on each other. For whatever reason Aoi was still in a pissy mood with Uruha but he didn't seem to have an attitude with anybody else. What the hell was up with that? Every time Uruha got within a few feet of him he acted like a cornered cat, hissing and spitting and claws at the ready. He was starting to wonder if he and Ruki were the sane ones in the group and that wasn't the most comforting thought. The shoot dragged on most of the day and everybody was glad when it was finally over. Kai suggested they all come over for dinner but after a meaningful look from Reita changed it to tomorrow night. They left right after that and Uruha definately saw some ass grabbing. He turned to the other two band members and asked if they wanted to grab some dinner and then get their asses kicked playing video games. Ruki said he was busy with some new song he was working on but some other time. Aoi just glared at him and stomped off without a word. Now Uruha was confused and a little pissed off himself. In the end he just grabbed something to eat on the go and had some sake with it when he got home. He could understand Reita hanging up on him the other day. His friend hated being woken up even if it was an emergency. There wasn't anything he could think of that had happened lately between him and Aoi that would cause this bullshit attitude. He decided to call Aoi and see what the hell the problem was.
The bastard didn't even answer his calls. Or respond to his texts. The only thing left to do was go to his place and talk to him face to face. Or punch him in the face if it came to that. Uruha grabbed his keys and walked to the door to put on his shoes. When it took him three tries to get them on he called a cab realizing he was drunk. When he got to Aoi's he pounded on the door until the raven answered him. He shoved his booted foot in the way when the older guitarist tried to shut it in his face. He pushed his way in and stood glowering at the other man. "What the hell is your problem, Aoi?" he demanded.
"Go home you fucking drunk."
"Not until you tell me why you're acting like a dick."
"I'm acting like a dick? Oh go fuck yourself you son of a bitch!"
"What the fuck?" he asked as he moved to stand in front of the other. "Get. Out. Of. My. Face."
"Make me," he said as he grabbed the dark hair and brought their lips together. He backed Aoi into the nearest wall as he deepened the kiss and pushed a knee between the raven legs. Aoi's hands came up between them and he tried to push the drunk away only to end up with his hands pinned above his head. Again. Fuck, he thought. His ass was still sore from the abuse it had taken the other night.
Uruha groaned as he rubbed his knee against the raven's growing erection. He grunted when he heard the mewling sounds the other was now making. He freed one of his hands and brought it to the buttons on the others shirt. As he popped each one free he ran his fingers over the soft skin behind it. When the shirt hung open he brushed it aside and caressed the smooth chest and quivering stomach. When he brought his fingers up to play with the flat nipples the other purred loudly. He stroked one nipple back and forth with his thumb as moved his mouth down to lick the other. The ravens hips bucked against his knee as he sucked and pinched lightly. Uruha kissed a trail back up to the others mouth as his hand moved down. Nimble fingers had the ravens pants undone in no time and he cradled the hard cock in the palm of his hand. With the heel of his hand he rubbed the head as his fingers danced around the base. He heard more mewling coming from the other man. He stopped rubbing with his knee and pushed down the elders pants and boxers. He opened his pants and pulled out his cock before grabbing the dark haired guitarists legs and wraping them around his waist. Without warning or preparation he thrust brutally into the ravens ass, making scream around the kiss. Uruha rocked up into the other repeatedly regardless of the screams and tears now running down his face. As he felt the pleasure building in his stomach he broke the punishing kiss and bit the elders neck and shoulder, drawing blood as he came. He pulled out and let the raven slide down until he was pooled on the ground at his feet. He tucked his blood stained cock back into his pants. Aoi didn't have the strength or the will to move himself off the floor. He felt he had been ripped in two and he burned everywhere. When he saw a hand held down to help him up he couldn't even force himself to accept it. Then he heard the taller man laugh he tried to scream but his throat was as raw as his ass.
"Come on kitty. Up you go," Uruha said as he roughly grabbed the raven and hauled him to his feet. "Fuck you," he ground out, his voice barely audible. He gathered what little energy he could muster and brought his his up to the others crotch. He knew it was a cheap shot but seeing the younger man crumple to his knees was worth it. He leaned on the wall and made his way towards his bedroom. When he heard movement behind him he somehow managed to run the last few yards. Once in his room he slammed and locked the door behind him. He collapsed against the door and slowly lowered his abused body to the floor. He lay on his side and curled into himself as much as he could. The sound of banging against the door at his back caused him to flinch, which sent more pain spiraling through him until he blacked out.
Some time the next morning he woke up and crawled into his bed at last. The pain was still so intense that he kept drifting in and out of consciousness most of the day. When he was awake it was all he could do to not scream in agony as his sobbing wracked his aching body. At some point he remembered that everyone was supposed to get together at Kai and Reita's for dinner that night. He was going to have to call and let them know he couldn't make it. If he could ever move to get his phone.