Kenshin was laughing so hard his face turned red. He couldn't help it; he was piss drunk.
"Tomoe… Tomoe, please. I can't believe you thought that."
Tomoe ground her teeth together, "You can't blame me! You don't really seem like you'd fit in!"
Kenshin cleared his throat, smiling at his friend.
"Of course I'd accompany you tomorrow night, Tomoe. But you chose a helluva time to ask me," he stated before rolling them over and continuing to plant little kisses all along her throat. He'd been in her bed with her for half an hour after another night of heavy drinking after a show.
Tomoe was home alone and she invited Kenshin over to see if he'd be interested in continuing where they'd left off two weeks ago. Naturally, he accepted. However, as soon as things got interesting she'd asked (sort of) if he'd want to come with her to an event with her dad's company tomorrow.
Kenshin just smiled to himself and continued with his actions.
When Kenshin woke up the next morning, she was pressed against him, wearing nothing but his shirt from last night. He ran a hand through his hair, wincing at the many knots he encountered. Gently, he pushed her off of him and glanced at the clock. It was 10:00 and he had approximately eight hours before he had to be back here. In the end, Kenshin had agreed to go with her to the event and he'd even promised to buy her dinner. How could he not, after last night? Chuckling, he silently lauded Akira for such a find.
But right now, he had to be at practice. He got out of the bed, pulling on his jeans from last night and grabbing his bomber from the ground. He buttoned it up and, after one more long look at Tomoe, decided to let her keep that shirt.
Kenshin closed the door behind him with a quiet click and turned to walk back to the elevators, his mind travelling to the girl he'd seen there two weeks ago.
'Speak of the devil,' he thought to himself as he slowed down to be able to fully appreciate the girl standing in front of him.
Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and she was wearing a white tank top and tight navy shorts. His eyes travelled down her long legs and he took a second to appreciate the tan and shape they held. When he got to her shoes, he smirked. She was wearing solid black sneakers that looked way to nice to exercise in.
Once she noticed him standing behind her, she let a small smile grace her lips.
"Long time no see."
"Likewise. Are things better for you with guys, now?"
She smiled a little, "You could say that."
He decided he didn't want to know and gestured at her shoes.
"Is that a downgrade I see?"
She bit her tongue to hold back her insult, but it slipped out anyways, "I'm not surprised you don't recognize Gucci sneakers when you see them."
He coughed a little. Those probably cost more than his entire outfit. Granted, he was missing his shirt, which cost at least, what, $20? Mentally sighing, he conceded that even if he'd had his shirt she still had him beat.
As if on cue, she pulled him out of his daydream.
"The lift's here, and you don't have a shirt on."
He smirked at her, "I decided it would make a nice present."
She smiled in response, shaking her head slightly at his innuendo.
"Kaoru Kamiya."
He felt his eyes open a little wider, "Kamiya like… Kamiya Kass-"
"hin Records, yeah. My dads."
He smiled, "Well isn't that interesting."
She smiled proudly, "Are you a musician?"
He grinned crookedly, "Yeah."
She raised a brow, "Maybe I'll listen to your stuff sometime. See if it has soul."
He was a little offended, "Of course it does!"
She was putting in her headphones and jogging out of the elevator by the time he turned around.
He shook his head and walked out of the building, deciding once again to walk home.
Kenshin pushed the door to his house open and was immediately greeted by a bunch of balls of papers thrown in his face.
"Oro- what the hell Sanosuke?!"
Sanosuke was Kenshin's roommate, best friend, and bassist. He was currently also sprawled out on the ground, surrounded by sheets and sheets of white paper.
"I can't write! We have a gig in a week and I can't write anything! I waited up so late for you last night dude!"
"You can't write because you usually don't… let me help." Kenshin sighed, grabbing a dirty shirt off the couch and exchanging it with the bomber, "what do you have so far?"
Kenshin grabbed the piece of paper Sanosuke held out to him and glanced over it. He ran and grabbed his guitar before coming back. Looking pointedly at Sanosuke he waited for a general tune to cue him.
While Sanosuke got up to grab his bass, Kenshin looked over the lyrics.
This young boy is a problem,
You should call it in, yeah,
He's kicking down the Doors,
Jim Morrison,
This young boy is a problem,
You should call it in,
And he's kicking down the Doors,
Jim Morrison… Jim Morrison.
"Sanosuke, this is amazing for a first verse. Aoshi is gonna have to get in there with the keyboard though. And we'll need another drummer."
Kenshin was more excited than ever. He loved writing songs almost as much as singing them, and this one sounded like gold. Looking up when Sanosuke was back, both men started strumming and taking notes.
"… ask my father, getting money is hereditary—"
"—Will Smith, bitch, I am feeling legendary."
It had been a few hours and the two men stared at each other with goofy grins on their face, equally excited about the direction of this song. Yeah, it was different than their usual music, but they liked this. Kenshin realized with a start that this song seemed like it had more soul, as a certain Kaoru Kamiya said.
At this moment, Kenshin turned to look at the time, he realized with a start that it was already five. He had an hour before he had to be back at Tomoe's.
"This was a good day, Sano, but I gotta shower before heading back to Tomoe's for the party tonight."
Sanosuke waved halfheartedly, looking through his phone. Kenshin almost thought he wasn't even listening when Sano started talking.
"Are you sure you're doing the right thing, going after Akira's girl? It's only been a month and you two seem like you're having more fun than grieving."
Kenshin rolled his eyes. Of course he was upset about Akira, but so was Tomoe and who was he to let a beautiful woman suffer?
"Yeah, Sano. I know what I'm doing."
With that, Kenshin walked into the shower and turned on the cold water.
A/N: Woo! That was exciting. Thanks so much for the reviews, guys, they're super inspiring. Also, that song that Kenshin and Sanosuke were writing is NOT my own, it's by Jon Bellion and is called "Jim Morrison." You can listen to it on his SoundCloud, I am so in love with him and that song. Until next time:).