Chapter Title: Plotting Without Plans

Rating: PG-15/R

Chapter: 15/20-something-ish or 30-something-ish ?

Warnings: fillery, language, mature situations… etc, paintball, guns, asshole and fuck, alcohol… nothing new right? well, except the paintballs...

Disclaimer: Gackt owns Moon Child. (Doesn't that mean he owns Kei too?)

Pairings: Lindsay/David, plotting of Kei/Sho, random Kei/ImaginaryGirlfriend

Jaded's fore-words: I know I threatened Satchi but I couldn't help to post this. Because, now, after this, I really AM hitting a block. And I desperately need a soldering iron to burn it with! XD So enjoy. Hate on Lindsay all you wish, laugh at David and Gabe, be glad about the Sho and Kei and Toshi interactions... etc etc have fun and read. XD

Deja vu was what Sho was seeing in front of him when he woke up late in the afternoon and left his bedroom. Kei was laying on his daybed, sound asleep on his back with David curled against him, one hand fisting his shirt like a child holding a safety blanket. His knees were pulled up against Kei's side again and his face was pressed into Kei's shoulder as he snored softly. Sho raised an eyebrow and felt the same urge to take a picture as he had the first time, the only difference was last time he wanted to do it to annoy Kei and this time he wanted to do it because it was a pretty endearing picture. And David was Kei's son. IT WAS ADORABLE OKAY? You just be quiet. (Who the hell was he talking to? Thinking to? Himself again?)

He glanced at Lindsay, still asleep on the couch from when he'd passed out cold about an hour before David came home that morning. Sho glared at the unconscious almost-adult. He really didn't like Lindsay. And last night hadn't made him like him any bit more. Lindsay should have gone after David, looked for him, something. He should have been more worried, goddammit!

Instead the young blonde had just changed clothes and laid on the couch watching tv mindlessly. Sure he'd glance at the door every now and then, but never once did he fidget or pace or even speak about David running away, BAREFOOT FOR GODS SAKE!

Still sleeping, Kei sighed and rolled a little so he was facing David slightly more. Sho desperately wanted a camera.

He found one in David's room. A cheap disposable one with ten pictures left.

And then he took a picture.

And he smiled deviously.

Then he put the camera back and went back to bed, planning on catching some more z's before everyone else discovered the land of the conscious again.

Steam rolled through the room like incense smoke and slowly fogged the mirror, laying heavy condensation on its surface. The distinctive sound of water splashing into a pool of more bounced off the walls and ceiling of the bathroom as the bathtub filled with too-hot water. On the counter across the room David's laptop played soft instrumental music, permeating the air with the tinkling of chimes and soft, low piano notes intermingling with the gentle guitar picking.

David let out a long breath in a hiss as he slipped into the tub full of hot water.

He leaned against the back of the bathtub and stretched his legs out, relaxing and taking deep breaths. And with every breath he let out he slid further into the water, until he took a deep breath and held it, submerging his head under the hot water. He waited for his ears to fill with water and he registered the sound of the tub continuing to fill, warped were the sounds of the water and the pipes behind the walls. Bubbles of air slipped from between his lips and popped once they hit the surface of the water.

David sat up suddenly with the crash of water hitting water and reached out, blindly turning off the hot water with a flick of his wrist and the splash ceased to sound. In the sudden silence the drip-drop of the water falling from his hair back to the pool below was oddly too loud.

So he pulled his knees up, smoothed his wet hair back, thin rivulets of the warm, clear liquid trailing down his back as he wrapped one arm around his knees, placed his forehead onto his kneecaps, and he closed his eyes to do exactly what he'd gotten in the bath to do. He thought. He focused on one thing and pondered loosely about it. He thought about Kei… and then Sho.

He thought about Kei being his father, which made sense because the previously blurred memory he kept secretly hidden in his head was suddenly clear, colors becoming images, images of Kei with slightly longer hair than he has now laughing and sitting next to a taller man with dark hair and dark eyes and a stern face broken by a smile. Kei and Luka, daddy and ?tousan?. Kei is his dad. How odd. How funny. How much David wanted to laugh at the peculiarity of being found so randomly by his dad who he'd known without doubt to be dead previously. The dad that gave birth to him, since vampires were special like that.

And Kei was in-love-in-denial with Sho, who was in-love-oblivious with Kei. Both were stubborn. Maybe he should hook them up…? Push them together somehow…? They were practically together anyway, excluding the fucking. They sure acted like it sometimes. Especially concerning him, David. Well, especially concerning himself and really Lindsay. Very much acting like his protective parents. They didn't like his boyfriend. He knew it for fact. Sho in particular hated him. Kei gave Lindsay a chance, was trying to be lenient, even when David could see the blonde vampire would like nothing more than to chop off Lindsay's hands or dick or head or something. It had the potential to be amusing, though. …It would have been too, if David's vampire-brand (as he liked to sometimes refer to it as, since it burned when it acted up) hadn't been annoying the hell out of him before Lindsay appeared. It was torture not to just jump him as soon as he saw him, odd-strangely-sexy pirate costume and all. Then Sho was all paternal and shit, being all fatherly when it was basically the worst possible time to.

But it was okay now. The red had faded. His love-bite was a light pink again. The edges could barely be seen anymore. Lindsay had helped take care of that nuisance.

Speak (think) of the devil and he shall come.

There was quiet splashing behind David as another joined him in the bath. Legs slid up on either side of him as strong arms wrapped around his own, hands gripping his arms and hands as a chest briefly pressed to his back. Familiar lips descended onto his shoulder and lazy kisses were placed up his neck and down his spine and over to his mark. David sighed in contentment, enjoying the simple contact of his lover as he relaxed. Kei and Sho would never believe Lindsay could be so sexlessly vanilla. They both saw him as the guy just trying to get into his pants, the guy who saw him as nothing but an amusing possession. He could tell. David could see it in the way they looked at him or the way they disregarded him.

"What are you thinking about?" Lindsay said, barely producing sound at all as his voice was almost drowned out by the gentle music. And he propped his chin on David's shoulder.

Really, David had no clue what the fuck he'd do without Lindsay. Not because he was a constant in David's life but because no matter what happened, Lindsay was there behind him, backing him up, pulling him away from face planting when he tripped, urging him forward, keeping him grounded when he needed to be. Lindsay did a lot of things for David, some he didn't even know, some neither of them knew. They worked (most of the time) and that's all that mattered.

"You people," David muttered in answer to Lindsay's question.

"'You people?'" Lindsay repeated, a teasing lilt to his voice.

"Yep, and that's all you're getting out of me… for now," David mumbled into his knees jokingly sullen. Lindsay chuckled and sat back, tugging David with him.

"I'm fine with that… for now," he said, pulling David back against his chest, urging the smaller male to relax again since he was not liking the movement when he was comfortable before. One of his arms slid under David's and their hands clasped, his other arm going across the younger teen's stomach. David's free arm rested against the blonde's thigh and he sighed, leaning his head back onto Lindsay's shoulder.

Lindsay dropped a moist kiss onto his damp neck under his ear before leaning back and closing his eyes, copying David.

Neither of them moved for a long time. Long enough for the music David had playing to replay. Long enough for the bathwater to become lukewarm. Long enough for the steam in the air to disperse.

David shifted with a slow sigh and sat up, blinking his eyes blearily as he returned to the world of the aware. Behind him Lindsay grunted unhappily at the loss of body heat from his lover.

"Alright. I'll tell you now," David said as he reached into the water between his feet to pull the plug. There was a slurp of suction before the plug came loose and water gurgled down the drain.

"Then tell me," Lindsay said, sitting up and and pressing his forehead to the nape of David's neck.

"I was thinking about Kei and Sho, first about Kei being my dad and then about how Sho acts like he's my dad… And then about how I think they should be fucking by now and how have they not? I mean-"

"Are you looking for an excuse to meddle around?" Lindsay interrupted him teasingly and squeezed David's thigh behind his knee with his free hand. David squeaked and jerked, grabbing his wrist.

"Asshole," he muttered sullenly and jabbed his thumb into a tender spot between the bones of the blonde's wrist. Lindsay's hand jerked and he scowled, nipping David's bite. David dug his thumbnail into the sensitive area he was pressing into. Lindsay bit harder, not letting go. Neither was willing to give in.

David sighed tiredly and let go of Lindsay's wrist, prompting Lindsay to unclench his jaw and release the skin he'd been biting. He soothingly pressed his lips to the imprint, a silent cue for David to continue with what they were talking about, apologizing in its own way.

"I was thinking about you too," David murmured, knocking the plug back into the drain with his toes. He leaned back into Lindsay and kicked his foot up, twisting the hot water on violently before dropping his leg. Hot water splashed into the remaining lukewarm water, barely inches deep now. "I thought about how much I need you, how much I want you… …how much I love you."

Lindsay wrapped his arms around David and clutched their bodies close, his mouth pressing into David's shoulder as he listened.

"They really don't like you, you know." Lindsay smiled at that, and David smiled in turn, feeling Lindsay's smiling lips against his skin. "Sho really doesn't like you. I think he hates you. Which I think is funny because we haven't even done anything that bad in front of him… them. If they ever saw us… fight or when …you know… Then they'd really hate you. But I honestly can't say I'd care. You… You're my mate Lindsay, and… it'd be impossible to be without you. I think that's the only reason they tolerate you. Because Kei knows what would happen…"

David let go of Lindsay's hand and Lindsay let him, loosening his hold on his younger lover, knowing David was pulling away from him, physically. David turned around, water swilling around him as he moved, and sat back against the opposite end of the bathtub, his shoulder under the faucet of hot water. It splashed quietly onto his shoulder and down his chest and back, turning his skin red where it touched.

"I really think we should hook them up, somehow…"

Lindsay gave him a look, the one where he tilted his head slightly and glowered at him in a way that said he objected to David's plotting.

"Really! They belong together… I bet if Kei were in heat he'd be all over Sho. And I don't think Sho would mind one bit. If they just realized their feelings for each other Kei'd be in heat, Sho'd be bitten… A~nd, they'd stop bothering us."

Lindsay scowled. "It's not like we never have chances to be together now. We can leave the apartment if that were really a big problem. Like we left the other day."

"Stop pointing out the obvious and just let me attempt to persuade you," David growled with a glare.

"'Attempt' being the keyword."

David raised a displeased eyebrow.

"Fine. Meddle. Hook them up or whatever it is you want to do. But don't include me, don't even ask me for any ideas."

"Killjoy," David muttered. Then he smiled deviously and pulled the plug, setting it on the soap ledge. As the water drained he reached around the faucet to the knob above it and he grabbed it, giving it a firm tug. With a splutter the water rerouted from the faucet to the shower and the spray shot down and hit Lindsay in the face. Lindsay closed his eyes against the onslaught of water. He calmly slid back out of the spray, leaning his back against the edge of the tub.

"That's not very nice," he said monotonously.

And then he pounced, shooting through the spray and grabbing David's arm, pulling the teen to him with a predatory grin as he wrapped his other arm around David to keep him pressed close. David grinned at him while the water drenched them in torrents.

"My dads would kill you if they knew what was going on in here," he said teasingly and Lindsay growled, leaning down to devour David's mouth with teeth and tongue for a full, breathless minute. When they parted, David's lips were bright red from their treatment and he panted softly, licking his lips. He opened his glazed eyes and stared heatedly at Lindsay.

"Good," Lindsay stated shortly and dipped back in for another taste of David's lips.

Meanwhile, at Happy Pizza…

"Whaaat~?" Toshi exclaimed, staring at Sho incredulously as he carried a pile of boxed pizzas to a couple customers waiting patiently for him to hand them over. The two, a man and a woman who looked like they were dating, each took half and left with a quiet thanks.

"Pinky is Kei's son?"

Kei nodded from his corner where he was lounging on a stool behind the counter. Sho was sitting on it, next to the register.

"How- How do you know? Blood test? Or-"

"He knew a song Kei's… girlfriend used to sing before she… died… in a car accident," Sho explained, glancing at Kei repeatedly as he tried to cover for the blonde vampire.

"So? That's not proof! It was probably something she heard on the radio or some-"

"No, she wrote it herself," Kei said. "She wrote it after she met me- …for me. She would sing it to David when he was a baby to get him to sleep. He remembered the melody and was humming it the other day."

Toshi frowned at them suspiciously.

"How old is Pinky? Fourteen? Fifteen? How long have you known us? Twelve… Eleven years? Why didn't we know about David before now?" Toshi asked, doubtful. "It just doesn't add up."

"He-" Kei started and turned away. "He was kidnapped. Lll… Lia and I thought he was dead. Her… Her car ac-accident was more of a depressed suicide than an accident. I blocked the memory. When Sho found me I was close to death from starving myself… and I didn't even know Lia or David existed."

"Oh man, tough luck," Toshi said sympathetically. "And you just remembered this….?"

"The other day, when David was humming the song. It made me remember …everything…" Kei choked a little on the end of the sentence but was able to remain mostly composed. It was still difficult adjusting to the presence of painful memories and the fearful, euphoric joy of having his son so close again.

A timer went off behind Toshi and the pizza man turned around, attending to the two pizzas that had rolled out of the large oven. Behind him, Sho eyed Kei in concern since the vampire was still staring away.

A minute later Toshi turned around with two pizzas, sliced and boxed and stacked. He set them on the counter next to Sho.

"Kei," he said and the blonde turned his head to look at him. "Take care of him now that he's back, yea? The past is past."

Kei nodded and stood up, hugging Toshi briefly with one arm. Sho hopped off the counter just as a door in the back of the pizzeria slammed shut.

"Oh shit, that's my manager," Toshi muttered and ushered the two to the other side of the counter.

"Hey, when are we going to do another heist?" Sho asked, holding their pizzas.

"The usual gangs have been restless recently about shipments coming in so I'll call you once they've calmed down," Toshi assured just as his manager walked to the front. "Thank you for buying Happy Pizza! Enjoy your pizzas!"

Sho snorted as the manager glared dubiously at Toshi.

"Where's Lao?" The man asked of Toshi who spun around to quickly explain that he'd gone on a delivery and that Chiyo, a still-in-school girl that worked there had called in sick from food poisoning.

Sho and Kei took leave, snickering as Toshi stuttered at his boss, an intimidatingly large man with a mustache.

Pizzas being carried in hand, the two men began their near silent walk back home.

They arrived to find Lindsay and David lying shirtless on the couch, David on top of his blonde lover, his cheek pressed to Lindsay's chest as he laid on his stomach. Both had wet hair.

Noticing Sho's and Kei's questioning scowls David opened his mouth to explain.

"We had a messy mishap and needed showers," he said and continued to stare at the tv.

"Together?" Sho muttered dangerously.

"No," David huffed and lifted his head, meeting Lindsay's gaze and rolling his eyes dramatically for effect. Lindsay smirked at the display.

Kei shrugged his shoulders as if to say "good enough for me" and took the pizzas from Sho, setting them on the coffee table as the teens sat up from the couch. Sho still had suspicions, having been there, done that, and just getting a not-quite-right vibe about it, but he dropped it.

"So you want to get Sho and Kei together," Gabe said as she walked up to David camped out on the roof of Sho and Kei's small apartment building. He was wearing a white wifebeater and a pair of baggy black jeans as he sat leaning against the ledge of the roof. Next to him was a six-pack of wine coolers - missing two - and in his hand was a paintball gun, filled halfway with the small round balls of paint. It was three days after Kei had his revelation about David being his son.

"Mhm. You caught me," David muttered and pulled the brim of the hat he was wearing to the side to block the setting sun on his right.

"Any ideas?" Gabe asked and plopped down near the ledge but not against it like David. She grabbed one of the wine coolers and twisted the bottle cap off, flicking it with her thumb over the edge.

"Nada… except get Kei into heat, or force them to realize their love for one another," David said and picked up an open wine cooler near him, downing the rest of the contents before setting the paintball gun down for a second to tap a cigarette out of the pack near the wine coolers and light it. He blew the smoke into the sky.

"That sounds so corny," Gabe muttered before taking a swig of her drink. She stared at the alcoholic beverage in her hand when she finished. "You're such a pussy when it comes to drinking."

"I drink for fun, not to get drunk like you," he said around the cigarette between his lips and flicked his bottle cap at her, since he had opened another bottle. He removed his cigarette and sipped his newly opened wine cooler. Gabe shrugged and took another swallow of hers.

"Can I?" She asked after a moment, gesturing to the paintball gun next to David.

"Have fun," David said and tossed her the gun. She caught it in one hand and scooted closer, leaning over the edge and steadying the gun. She took aim and pulled the trigger. A pop sounded and someone yelped down below, followed by a long string of loud curses and the muttering of upset moms in the vicinity. Gabe ducked down with a snort and a giggle.

"Who'd you hit?" David wondered, glancing over the ledge backwards. He scanned the area but couldn't find a neon splat on anyone. He took a drag from his cigarette.

"The guy dabbing his shirt with towels given to him by the jewelry vendor," Gave said and laughed again.

David spotted the guy just as he turned around, furiously looking for the culprit of his misfortune. There was a big splotch of neon pink on the shoulder of his navy blue suit and a large coffee stain on his white undershirt.

"That's hilarious," David said with a chuckle as he stubbed out his cigarette and flicked the butt over the ledge.

"He's an asshole so I thought, 'why not' and get a laugh," Gabe explained, setting down the gun on the concrete and sipping her wine cooler.

"An asshole?" David prompted, wanting to know what the guy did for Gabe to play karmic intervention when she was usually touchy about that.

"He's head of his office division on the other side of town and he treats his coworkers and employees like trash, not to mention everyone else he comes in contact with. He didn't even thank the vendor for the towels. Then he goes home where he slaps his kids around and ignores his doting wife before he sneaks out to cheat on her with a call girl who's in love with the guy he pretends to be," Gabe said and took a swig of her drink. Then she held up the bottle to the sun, examining its burgundy color. "You want to keep these bottles?"

"Yeah," David said in answer to her question. "I'm thinking I'm going to smash them up and make a mosaic for the hell of it. So you hit the guy cuz he's a stereotypical dick."

"Yep," Gabe stated, sounding accomplished. "And now he's five minutes late for his all-important meeting. I hope he gets fired and his wife leaves him."

"Won't happen. Worst comes to worst for him, he'll just get a warning from his boss," David grumbled annoyed. He grabbed the paintball gun from Gabe's hand and raised himself up to pop the guy in the knee before ducking down again.

Louder, more pissed off expletives filled the already noisy air and David snickered, taking a drink.

"Don't do it again," Gabe warned and glanced at the guy with a shit-eating grin. "He's getting pretty pissed off and I don't think he'll take it well if he gets hit again."

"Fine," David conceded and looked over the edge for someone else to hit as the guy angrily stomped down the street to his parked car.

"Hit the kid on the skateboard," Gabe said and David grinned, spotting a twelve year old kid ridding a skateboard, wearing a hat on backwards and baggy pants with several chains. Behind him another, shorter, younger kid chased him, appearing close to tears.

David pulled the trigger once he was in range and a green ball of paint flew from the gun, exploding on the kids chest. The kid wobbled, losing his balance for a couple seconds as he looked around confusedly, not realizing paint had just splattered all on his shirt. David aimed lower and pulled the trigger.

The kid shouted as he fell off the other kid's skateboard, his hands holding his groin in pain. The crying kid ran up and grabbed his skateboard, looking at the kid who stole it before glancing around and running off.

"That's gonna bruise," Gabe said and laughed, looking over the ledge to see the paintballed kid rolling on the ground. David shot him again, this paintball stinging his left asscheek with pink.

"Is this what you've been doing all day?" Gabe questioned, chuckling at the kid's unfortunate retribution by paintball. David scoffed and cast his empty bottle to the side.

"As if you haven't been mentally checking up on me," David muttered good-naturedly.

"I actually do have better things to do you know," Gabe said with a mock-glare.

"Like what?" David demanded, raising an eyebrow.

"Like checking out hot guys at my new job," Gabe retorted.

"You working?" David exclaimed incredulously. "I never thought I'd see the day!"

"Ha. Ha. You're so funny," Gabe said flatly. "I got bored."

"See anyone you like yet?" David opened another bottle, noticing the late hour as the sun had just disappeared over the horizon.

"A couple someones… No one really amazing though," Gabe answered and finished her drink, setting the empty bottle back in its previous spot next to the unopened bottles.

"Yeah? Maybe I'll have to come see them. Oh hey, tall guy in the trench coat and sunglasses. Is he a good target?" David said as he stared over the ledge.

"A gang's errand boy who thinks he's badass. Go for it," Gabe murmured as she looked over the edge to watch David's faux hit.

David aimed and pulled the trigger quick, four times in succession. Pink, orange, and green splattered over the hit's front, yellow exploding on the side of his head, knocking his sunglasses off.

"Oh shit," David uttered with a surprised smirk as the guy angrily pulled a gun, everyone in the vicinity taking cover or running away with screams. David ducked down low, pressing close to the ground. A door below them flew open and the two on the roof distinctly heard Sho's distinctive voice booming at the man. David chanced a glance over the edge to see Sho wielding a gun pointed at the enraged man. Next to him Kei made no motion to hide the gun in his own hand.

"Calm the fuck down asshole," Sho barked at the man. "It's just some fucking paint. Go home and wash it out."

"Mind your own fucking business," the man angrily growled back.

"I live here so this is my business," Sho retorted. "So be nice or go the fuck away."

The man glared at Sho, his gaze shifting to Kei, before he tucked his gun in the back of his pants and strode off in a huff. Sho didn't lower his gun until he was out of sight. And even then he just lowered his gun instead of going back inside. He turned to Kei and began talking quietly with the vampire.

"So about those two… What are you planning?" Gabe started, peeking out at the two as the conversed. "By the way, they're wondering where you are."

"I don't have a plan. I don't make plans. I just-"

David slid the paintball gun over the ledge and popped off several balls right into Sho's back. The tall man spun around, running into Kei and falling on top of the blonde. David snickered and ducked down.

"I just do."

"DAVID!" Two voices yelled from the street below as amused murmurs broke out amongst the previously frightened people below.

"Busted," Gabe stage whispered to him and he smirked, downing the rest of his drink.

He looked at the last wine cooler left.

"You want another?" He said and pulled it from the carton.

"May as well," Gabe said and took it. "Since your 'parents' are coming up after you."

"Fuck my life," David muttered and grinned like a cheshire cat at Gabe as he lit another cigarette. "But that was fun."

Jaded's after-words: Well that was fun. Writing David as a deviant was extremely fun. I have the crazy urge to buy a paintball gun and shoot some people now. And look! GABE IS IN THIS CHAPTER! I was missing her in my writings. AND NOW SHE'S BACK! XD And there's plenty Lindsay to hate on in this chapter, since once again, he's depicted as getting into David's nonexistent pants. And Sho and Kei interact awkwardly with Toshi! TOSHI IS IN THIS CHAPTER! HE'S BACK AGAIN! Yeah… All we're missing is Yi-Che and Son. Guess what guys! I have plans for Son! I'm excited. Cuz Son is cute and stuff you know.!. :) Who can guess what my plans for Son are? Poor Yi-Che though. She gets nothing! …Or does she? BWAHAHAHAHHAHA! (she doesn't really)

…I've had little sleep and my back hurts. Don'T moCk mE!

…Come to think of it, Toshi gets nothing too. Poor guy. He dies a lot. Sad. :( Face.

Anyway! REVIEW ~CUZ ~YOU ~WANT ~TO ~! *does weird wiggly hand motion*