Guess who already got chapter five up~? That's right, Alex did! :DD
I do not own Uta No Prince-sama.
"I'll be back...We want you back in Quartet Night, where you belong."
"Oh, and-...happy twenty-second birthday. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything."
Those simple phrases had been encarved into Reiji's head, he literally could not stop thinking about them.
...Or the silver-head that had spoken the words to him for that matter.
Reiji was sitting up against his front door, his knees pulled up against his chest and a lit cigarette held between his middle and index finger.
When he let out a long, well-needed sigh, a large puff of smoke passed through his lips, eventually disappearing up into the air.
Reiji would admit, he knew smoking was just a horrible thing to do, especially when healthy lungs are something every singer needs, but-...when something was bothering him, he wouldn't hesitate to light a drag to relax himself.
Why was this even bothering him so much?
Maybe what Ranmaru said wasn't even the problem...maybe it was the kiss. The kiss he had actually really enjoyed.
"Ugh, I don't even know..." The brunette groaned, using his free hand to run his fingers through his hair, eventually pressing the drag in his other hand to his lips and inhaling, removing the cigarette to exhale once again.
He really couldn't figure out just why he was bothered so much.
Could it be that-...he was actually regretting kicking Ranmaru out? I mean, it had been a lonely year for him, even with his new band to keep him company...So maybe the fact he was all alone again was the reason he was so upset.
Now that he thought about it, he actually kind of missed being in Quartet Night. He missed it alot...
"Can you hand me the flour, Myu-chan~?"
"Eh? Yeah, sure. Here."
Chocolate brown locks and pale blonde hair were both pulled up into high ponytails, Reiji and Camus busy making some kind of dessert for Quartet Night, mixing bowls held securely in one of their arms and mixing spoons in the hand of their other.
"Ne, Myu-chan~! Look!"
Said blonde looked up when Reiji spoke to him, the brunette setting his own bowl down.
What Cams didn't expect was a puff of white smoke exploding in his face and flour getting all over his cheeks and forehead. "Hey!" Frowning a bit, he reached out and into the bag of flour sitting on the table, doing the same as Reiji had done to him and throwing the flour at his face.
Silver-eyes slowly blinked and Reiji couldn't help it, he started laughing despite the flour now covering his own face, pointing at Camus. "You should've seen your face!"
"You have it all over yours now too you know..." Camus slowly said.
"I know, but still!"
Camus watched his fellow band member clutch his stomach and continue laughing, and before he could stop it, a rare, small smile formed on his own lips.
Reiji might've been a handful, but he was still a fun guy to have around.
Reiji leaned his head back against the door, the smallest of smiles tugging at the corner of his lips. I miss cooking with Myu-chan...That was always so much fun.
"Ai-Ai?"
Bright, ice-blue eyes looked up towards the door of his bedroom, Ai finding a blinking Reiji standing in the doorway. "What's wrong? You've been acting really weird lately."
"There is nothing wrong." The blue-haired idol automatically replied in a blank tone, turning his head to look out the window, his feet pulled up onto his bed so he could rest his chin on his knees. "Oh c'mon, I'm not that dense, Ai-Ai." Reiji said with a light chuckle, making his way across the room to sit down on the bed next to his friend. "I won't tell Myu-chan or Ran-Ran, just tell me what's up; it'll be our little secret."
Ai let out a small sigh, turning his head so he could look at the brunette. "What is 'friendship'?"
Reiji slowly blinked at the question. "Friendship...?"
Ai nodded. "Yes, friendship. I have heard the word many times, but the definition isn't in my database, and so I am left horribly bewildered about what it means." He said, Reiji going quiet for a few moments in thought, leaning back on the palms of his hands. "Well...friendship is simply a relationship between friends, but I personally believe that, to have an actual friendship, you have to be loyal to your friends, and you have be reliable enough to where they can trust you with anything." He explained. "Along with that, you always have to be there for yours friends to have a good friendship, you can't just leave them behind when they need help."
Ai let his eyebrows slowly furrow together. "Do we have a friendship?"
"Of course!" Reiji smiled that goofy little grin of his. "I'll always be here for you, Ai-Ai! Same with the rest of Quartet Night! We'll be best friends forever~."
Reiji reached down to put out his cigarette in the ash tray he had sitting next to him. I miss having Ai-Ai to talk and teach little things to...
"Muahhh! Ran-Ran, come on-!"
"No."
"Aww, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee?!"
"No, Reiji. I refuse."
The childish whining continued, and eventually, the silver-head was forced to give in to Reiji's pleads, said male cheering in happiness.
"Left foot green!"
"Right hand red!"
"Right foot blue!"
Both Ranmaru and Reiji were stretched out on Twister mat, their hands and feet moving according to what the spinner in Ai's hands landed on.
"Left hand yellow!"
When they both tried to move their left hands though, they both collapsed, Reiji losing his balance and plopping down right on top of Ranmaru, who then groaned in obvious annoyance.
"Pfft-! Hahaha!" The silver-head's attention was brought up to Reiji, who had cracked up, his arms folded over his stomach as he laughed, "God, we're both so bad at this game!"
At remembering this final memory, Reiji could stop the wave of emotions that flooded over him.
Tears fell from his eyes and slid down his cheeks.
He missed his friends, he missed them so, SO much.
"I don't want to be alone anymore..." Reiji softly cried, burying his face in his hands, his fingers and palms quickly becoming soaked with salty tears.
His heart ached, and he really regretted telling Ranmaru to leave him alone.
The sudden sound of the door being knocked on caused the him to jump out of surprise, his hands moving to frantically wipe at his watery eyes. "Y-yes? Who is it?" He tried to say without his voice shaking.
"Rei-chan, open up~."
Reiji slowly blinked at the voice.
"S-Saiko, what do want?" He quietly asked, not wanting his fellow band member to see him in such a state.
"Are you crying?"
He stiffened at that. "S-Saiko-..."
"Rei-chan, open the door." Saiko's voice was a bit more gentle this time, and Reiji let out a shaky sigh before kicking his ash tray off to the side and pushing himself to his feet once again to open the door.
Before he could open his mouth though, the blonde embraced him, his face buried in his hair and his strong arms wrapped tightly around his waist. "Rei-chan, why are you crying?" He asked in a voice that showed the brunette he actually cared.
"I-it doesn't matter..."
"Yes it does, is it Ran-Ran, did he make you cry?"
"N-n-"
"Ah, it was him, wasn't it?" Saiko hadn't even bothered to let Reiji finish his sentence, and before he could speak up again, he continued, "To think, he would make you cry on your own birthday."
"S-Saiko i-it wasn't Ran-Ran's-" Reiji was cut off by a small yelp that left his lips, Saiko abruptly taking a few steps forward and causing him to stumble backwards, his foot being used to kick the front door shut behind him.
"Rei-chan, I regret not staying here to keep that bastard away from you; if I had stayed here, you wouldn't be shedding any tears now."
Reiji's eyes widened slightly out of surprise, Saiko only tightening his grip on him. "Saiko..."
"But don't worry, I'm here now..." Saiko moved his face back a little so he could grip Reiji's chin and tilt it up towards him, his eyes locking with the smaller male's. "And I'll make you forget all of the sad things in your head."
"Dammit, I'm so conflicted on what to do..." Ranmaru was mumbled to himself, his fingers running through his soft silver locks as he slouched back on the couch in his own apartment.
"If I apologize to him, he probably wont believe I mean it; he'll think I'm just saying it up to get him away from Saiko and to get him back to make Quartet Night one of the most famous bands again."
Letting out a groan, Ranmaru threw his hands up into the air. "What the hell am I supposed to do?!"
After a little while, he let out a sigh and relaxed again, looking down at his phone, which as sitting on the coffee table in front of him.
"...I don't know what I'll do or say, but I have to do something before something bad happens..."
Snatching up the device, Ranmaru was quick to type a message, sending it to his brown-haired friend.
[Meet me in front of the lake you took me to on my birthday last year tomorrow at one. I need to talk to you, and just until then, stay away from Saiko, after we talk, if you still wanna' hang around him, that's fine.
-Ranmaru]
A light buzzing noise filled a once quiet room, followed by a once black phone screen lighting up, indicating a text was just received.
A tired groan soon accompanied the small sound, an arm shooting out from under a set of blankets to snatch the device up, a body pushing itself up into a sitting position. The blanket once covering the figure fell to it's lap, showing off a bare chest and stomach.
Silver eyes squinted as Reiji read over the message, a small frown coming to his lips as he slowly typed a reply.
[I'll meet you there.
-Reiji]
The response didn't hold any form of promise for the silver-head's requests to be fulfilled, but it was enough of a reply to show that Reiji would keep his word and would show up there tomorrow.
"Mm...love, wha'cha doing?" A pale arm draped over Reiji's lap from under the blankets, a single finger drawing small circles on the his left thigh. "Ah, it's nothing, go back to sleep."
"Only if you do too~."
Reiji let out a sigh and looked down, a mess of blonde and red hair and bright blue eyes staring up at him. "No. Just go back to sleep, Saiko." Setting his phone back on his nightstand, Reiji layed back down, a pair of arms wrapping around his middle when he buried his face in Saiko's chest.
"Who were you texting~?"
"Doesn't matter..." Reiji mumbled, letting out a small squeak of surpise when the hands on his lower back slid down to give his ass a rough squeeze. "Okay okay, it was-!..." He paused for a moment to think of a good enough lie. "-...Myu-chan."
"That stiff Count from your old band? Why were you texting him?"
"Because I could now, shut up...I'm tired...you wore me out..."
Saiko let out small chuckle, going quiet until he felt Reiji's warm breath begin to fan out over the skin on his chest in a slow pattern, showing that he had fallen asleep.
"I'm not an idiot, love~. I bet that was Ran-Ran telling you to stay away from me~." He hummed, looking down at the sleeping figure in his arms.
"Really, when he told you that the first time, you should've just listened...You're all mine now."
And thus brings an end to this chapter~!
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