Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
:sighs: I know... "where have you been?.!" :sweatdrop: well, I've been busy with school and with my new boyfriend :shifty eyes: I'm sure most of you know what it's like to be in love and ya just can't get ANYTHING done XD
And Merry Christmas, minna! Even though this chap's not too... happy? Sorry not much happens, but I haven't been feeling well and I couldn't work too hard on this chap as I would've liked. I wanted to get some smut in it XD but couldn't, unfortunately. So basically, this is a filler.
Silo stood in front of Majik's closed door, the bright light shining out from underneath the oak wood practically telling him to enter. His heart was loud in his chest, but he had no clue why. It was only Majik inside the confines of that insanely colorful room, with his sunny smile and odd antics. It was only Majik... yet Silo was deathly afraid that when he opened the door, he wouldn't see his friend. He was scared that he'd only see the shell that was him, like he'd seen earlier that day...
Suddenly catching the faint voice of a comedian on the television inside, his heart beat slowed down to a calm murmur and he inhaled shakily. Majik always watched TV every evening before going to bed and he always had a peanut butter and tuna sandwhich before sleeping, too. Now he was sure that if he opened the door, he would see the undaunting smile of his friend.
Reaching forward, he twisted the knob and cracked the door open, squinting at the bright light. Stepping forward and peaking in, he turned to the right, knowing he'd find Majik sitting Indian-style on his bed, wrapped up in his patched comforter. But instead of seeing that, he saw the male sitting on the very edge of the bed, his head down, something in his hands.
As he took in the odd sight, his heart sped up again and heat rose to his cheeks. He'd only ever saw Majik with overly large hoodies and slightly baggy pants, with the ocassional winter hat on... but at that moment, the Norwegian only had on tight jeans that were ripped at the knees, an extremely tight black tank top that was pushed up just above his belly button, and black leather gloves that had the fingers cut off. As Silo embarrassingly glanced down, he could see the abs that weren't hidden at all by the shirt, but he turned his attention upward and those violet eyes met his.
There was no happiness in them, none at all.
This wasn't the Majik he'd hoped to see and he felt his stomach twist into knots as he stared at those lips that weren't set into a crooked smile.
But then those dark eyes lit up and the smile Silo loved came back full force. Black and white hair that was twisted up in a messy clip bounced up and down when he stood up fast, making him look fairly girly. Silo had never noticed, but Majik definitely was gorgeous, when he didn't wear those ridiculous hats or those enormous clothes. Without them on, he had the perfect frame, almost like a model's.
"Ya shoulda knocked, Little Miss!" Majik scorned him playfully. "I coulda been masturbatin'!"
Silo's blush came back full force and he stuttered, his eyes falling to the floor. "I-I'm sorry, I was j-just worried... You've been acting weird today and... well, are you ok?" he looked back up to see his friend's expression and the smile was still there.
"I'm perfectly fine," Majik assured him, but his voice was off. "Ya shouldn't worry 'bout me so much," his smile was small, yet kind and honest. There was a hint of sadness in his eyes and Silo knew right then and there that something was definitely wrong.
"What's going on?" Silo could feel his heart beating in his ears. "Please tell me. We're friends, aren't we? You can tell me anything." He didn't understand why or how Majik had changed so dramatically all of a sudden. He'd been his regular self only the other day. What'd happened?
Majik's expression fell and he stared at Silo with little indifference. He then turned and sat back down on the bed, still clutching the item in his hands. It was the stuffed cat that Silo had wanted...
"It doesn't concern ya, ok?" Majik looked down at the floor. "Why don't ya... go spend some time with Haru-ru? He needed help with puttin' his clothes in his closet, right?"
Rejection. That was what Silo felt.
"Y-yeah..." stepping back, Silo left the room, not bothering to shut the door behind him. He bit the inside of his cheek, some part of him telling him that Majik would come out of the room and call him back, so he could tell him what was going on. But when the only sound that echoed throughout the hall was the soft 'click' of said friend's door closing, tears sprang to the crow's eyes.
He felt like he was losing a part himself and that scared and confused him. Yes, he was close to Majik, they were like best friends, but... it felt like his heart was shattering and being crushed. Was that a normal thing to feel for someone who was only a friend?
"Silo?" Haruku asked as he opened his bedroom door, having heard something akin to a sob just outside.
Having not even realized he was crying, Silo wiped at his eyes and inhaled shakily. He looked up at Haruka through his tears and wondered why his happiness with him had to be shredded to pieces so quickly. He'd been so happy...
"Silo? Why are you crying--" Haruka found his boyfriend pressed against his body in a matter of a second, before he could even finish his sentence. He wrapped his arms around the teen's shoulders and pulled him gently into the room, closing the door. He didn't want Naruto or Sasuke hearing them because he knew how Silo hated attention being drawn to him. "Silo," he repeated the name softly and gently. "What happened?"
"I-I don't know what's wrong with him...! He won't tell me and I'm afraid it's something bad, and that it's hurting him...!" Silo's voice shook and he let his boyfriend comfort him.
"Who?"
"Majik," when Silo whispered their best friend's name, Haruka felt himself frown. Even though they were friends, he'd always felt some bit of hostility toward Majik, but he didn't know why. Ever since the day Sasuke had been shot, he'd had this deep-seeded hatred for him. They were still good friends, yes, but they were the kind of friends who loved yet hated each other. Majik had made it perfectly clear a few hours ago before going to his room that he hated Haruka the same way, too.
xXxX flashback xXxXx
Haruka removed his shoes at the door, along with Silo and Majik, all three of them carrying their owns bags with souveniers in them. Silo was laughing and talking about some funny song Othello had sent him over the phone the other night; Haruka was listening intently, smiling; and Majik was just dead quiet.
Itachi and Hidan were in the kitchen talking with Sasuke, Naruto taking a shower in his room. Their voices were hushed and quiet, with a soft tinkering of Hidan's laughter, the television in the living room on, but on mute. It was terribly quiet and even though Silo couldn't really notice it because of being preoccupied with talking, Haruka could. If he could see, then he'd see Majik just staring at the chattering crow.
"Haruka-kun, there's supposed to be an Ohba-chan marathon on tonight," Silo chirped happily. "Majik, you want to come watch it with us? You remember Ohba-chan, right? We used to watch it when we were little and you would spend the night," he smiled sweetly. "Come on, we'll make some popcorn," he reached a hand out to take Majik's, but the other stepped back slightly and smiled cheerfully.
"Sorry, I can't. I'm kinda tired and I wanna get to bed."
Haruka could hear the pain in Silo's voice as he muttered an "oh", and he was sure Majik could hear it too. What was going on between them?
"Oh... ok. Good night," Silo smiled slightly. "We'll see you in the morning then?"
"Yep, g'night," Majik waved him off and as he passed by Haruka, his shoulder slammed into the other's. It was a rough push, not an accidental brush.
Haruka winced at the seering pain and he turned, only able to see the blurred outline of Majik's retreating back. If his eyes weren't covered in darkness, then he would've seen the venomous glare Majik had thrown him before heading off to his room.
xXxXx end flashback xXxXx
"I'll talk with him."
Silo's eyes shot open and he stumbled back. "No! He'll get mad at me because I told you I thought something was wrong!"
"You're overreacting. Majik wouldn't get angry with you, Silo," Haruka pressed the dark-haired boy toward his bed and made him sit, reaching over to search for the remote on his nightstand. Once his fingers found it, he pulled it to himself and handed it to Silo. "I won't be long."
"But--"
"The Ohba-chan marathon is still on, so why don't you watch that while I'm gone? It'll only be a few minutes."
"Oh..." Silo looked up at Haruka with bright eyes, but suddenly pouted when his boyfriend ruffled his hair in an endearing manner. The small gesture was enough to calm his nerves slightly and he turned on the TV, still pouting, though. "Hurry up and go, I want to know what's going on with him," he whined.
Haruka nodded and headed out of his room, his wrist being grabbed from the right. He jumped and turned, but a familiar voice kept him from attacking.
"Come with me," Majik spoke, his face blank. "We need to talk."
Haruka frowned and followed his friend out onto the porch, past Hidan and Itachi who were speaking softly to each other in the kitchen. While Hidan was looking down at list of wedding essentials and throwing in his two cents, Itachi glanced over his shoulder and watched the two of them slip outside, disappearing around the corner.
He felt at fault for what Majik was going through, but not completely guilty. It was Majik's choice to become that way, after all; he did it of his own free will...
Outside, Majik released Haruka's wrist and sighed loudly, running a gloved hand through his messy locks of hair. He really didn't know where to start in his explanations and leaned against the side of the house, crossing his arms. With Silo, it was easy to say things. But with Haruka, he had to watch himself, especially with the topic he needed to tell him about.
"I hope what you need to speak with me about has to do with how you've been acting around Silo," the blind male said. "He's worried about you and I'm starting to get a bit frustrated," his voice held an undertone of loathing.
Majik somewhat smiled. "Of course you're frustrated... but what I'm doin' is for the best. Just know that I'm not actin' this way 'cause I want to... it's 'cause I need to."
Haruka scowled.
"I entered the Akatsuki as a novice just a little while ago..." Majik admitted. "With Orochimaru closer than ever, I knew that Little Miss would need some more protection. But then the both of ya got together and I realized that I'd need to work twice as hard to keep the both of ya safe," his smile was bitter. "If one gets hurt, the other gets hurt, too."
Haruka stared in his direction.
"So to keep Little Miss happy, I need to protect both him and you," Majik gritted his teeth. "And I need to distance myself from him in order to keep him safe, as well. 'Cause of Orochimaru decides to single me out, he's gonna go after Little Miss. I need to keep him safe," he repeated himself.
"Mostly him over me?" Haruka scoffed. He knew that Majik would've joined the Akatsuki sooner or later, so he wasn't too fazed. And he also knew that the other man held feelings for Silo, too... The Norwegian was masking them, ignoring them, in denial. That was why Majik was so bitter and acting different with Silo, he absolutely adored him.
That unnerved him, yet it relieved him at the same time. Because Majik loved him, he couldn't get close to him. Not now, not with the decisions he's already made. Since he joined the Akatsuki, he gave up his only chance to be with Silo.
If he wouldn't have joined, then Haruka would've felt threatened. Because despite how many time Silo would tell him he loved him, there was the strong chance that he'd fall for Majik. He knew already that Silo liked him too, even if the crow didn't even know it himself.
"Of course him over ya, Haru-ru," Majik said it as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Ya know why, too," he spoke harshly, anger seeping from his body. It was like all the anger over the years that had built up was now being released, slowly and calmly. "Yet ya don't hit me or anything'."
"Because I'm not afraid you'll steal him away."
He felt like they were enemies now. It was just like they said... and maybe it'd been like that since day one...
Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
Since day one, had they been enemies? If so, it was just like now...
Majik walking behind Haruka, while the silver-haired man was right there, right next to Silo. And they both knew that that was how it was going to remain.
Majik laughed and looked up at the moon. "Do ya think... that if I had met him before ya... he would've liked me instead?"
"Maybe."
The white and black-haired teenager turned to Haruka and stared at him blankly.
"But we'll never know, will we?" Haruka sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Now let's go inside. Humor Silo for a little while, won't you? Watch some TV with him and make him believe that you're fine."
Majik pushed himself away from the wall and tossed on his trademark grin. "That I can do," he jumped on Haruka's back and ordered him to take him to his room, laughing loudly while doing so. Their relationship was confusing, but as long as they understood it, that was all that mattered.
Pushing open his bedroom door, Haruka was about to call to see if Silo was still awake, but a high-pitched squeal of "Majik!" cut him off. Not having noticed Majik leap off of his back, Haruka's ears were filled with laughter and giggles.
"Litte Miss, I hear there's a marathon on?" Majik grinned as he tickled Silo like he was a child.
"Y-Yeah," Silo laughed and his worry faded away instantly at Majik's cheerful face. He thought he was back to normal. "Are you going to watch it with us?"
"Yep!" he rolled Silo to the side and sat on the bed, yanking the crow against him. If he was going to have this last night of normalcy with his friend, then he was going to take it for all it was worth, no matter how many protests Haruka would make. "Haru-ru, get some more popcorn, will ya?.!"
The silver-haired male frowned, but grabbed the popcorn bowl from the bedside table and went to go get some more.
Silo smiled and glanced up at his friend. "So... how come you were acting so weird?"
"PMSing, I suppose," Majik joked and ruffled Silo's soft hair. "But I'm fine now."
"That's good. I was really worried..." Silo watched the characters on the TV and his voice drifted off as he became indulged in the plot. He didn't even pay attention to how Majik's smile slipped from his face and was replaced by a blank expression.
He was really going to miss this, he really was.
But he'd made his decision.
And he was going to keep Silo safe, no matter what. If he had to give up his own happiness for him...
... then that was completely fine.
UGH, it sucked :sweatdrop: