Midnight Kid 9.
Here you go everyone, your long awaited chapter of Midnight Kid, thanks for being so patient!
Not edited much, just wanted to post it.
This chapter was scary to write, since I built it up so much. Hope it's up to standard.
Music tracks in this, Look them up!
Whistle Song by DJ Alligator.
Sandstorm by Darude.
Sexy and I know it. LMFAO
I Love My Sex by Benni Benassi I Highly recommend you listen to this song before you read, or during this chapter.
Memories. David Guetta ft Kid Cudi.
Akihito dropped all his inhibitions on that stage with Koga by his side, he forgot about telling Asami, forgot about his failed photography, and just soaked in the crowd at ageHa. The rush was insane, only ageHa could bring out this feeling, and he knew it was the same for Koga, where they had first made their names.
He reveled in seeing the words 'Midnight Kid' and 'DJ Siren' flit across the room as Koga programmed the lights to spell it out, claiming ownership of the arena and it's occupants with the blue and purple letters. It was perfect.
The smoke, the strobe lights, the lasers, the stage, the rolling mass of people writhing in the darkness at their feet, oh how he missed it.
He took his turn over the music tracks, knowing without communicating with Koga that that's what was happening now, they high fived above their heads as they swapped lap tops, giving each other a smile they could barely see through the darkness.
He put on a track that never failed to excite the masses, he pulled the whistle he had out of his pocket as he turned all volume down, leaving only the noise of his whistle as he blew the first blasts to "Blow my Whistle Bitch" by DJ Alligator, into the microphone.
The responding screams were deafening as he stepped on the table to hurl his whistle into the air, watching people scramble after the treasure in the obscurity.
He roared in delight, feeding off the energy, he spread his arms wide as he stood on the table, drinking it all in. This was home.
He fist pumped the crowd into rhythm while he stood on the table, his hips swaying as the lights swirled around him, he put his other hand up to his wireless headphones, and lost himself in the track, spinning around on the table, with his back facing the crowd, he gave them a huge teaser.
He pulled his hood down, giving everyone a glimpse of the blonde locks on the back of his head as Koga set the strobe to light him up in instants of clarity, he danced for a few moments with his hood down, his back to the crowd as they flipped their lid at being so close to seeing who he was.
He pulled it up after a few seconds, turning around, he waved his index finger to the crowd, one hand on his hip, telling them not to be naughty as the chorus line dropped and smoke was blasted into the arena.
"Blow my whistle bitch."
He jumped down from the table and got back to his equipment, adding his own flavor to the song as he swayed in front of his laptop. Koga mirrored him perfectly as he set green lasers to fan down the walls and over the crowd in sweeping motions, it was going to be a good night.
Asami sat transfixed by the two figures on stage, they really were perfect, they worked together with a flawlessness that came from absolute trust and understanding, bringing the lighting effects and music together in pleasure for the senses.
Asami didn't care much for the music, but watching the two bodies was enjoyment enough for his eyes.
He reminded himself that Akihito would be at home, waiting for him after this. Akihito, who was equally amazing on the dance floor, which is why Asami never allowed him to dance, anywhere.
With that in mind, he focused his attention again to the person who had now taken center stage.
Midnight Kid's confidence as he stood on that table, with his arms spread to the crowd, was extremely attractive, he knew he held everyone in the palm of his hand.
This was his domain.
As one, Mikhail and Asami leant forward in their seats as the figure turned around and pulled his hood down, the only thing he could discern as the strobe flashed was that he was blonde, and his ass was nice indeed in those tight jeans.
Akihito, he reminded himself again, Akihito was at home.
"Ho, I like this one." Mikhail commented as the DJ turned around once more to wiggle his finger to the people in front of him.
"Blow my whistle bitch."
"Yup, I definitely like this one." Mikhail reaffirmed as the words rang out.
As one, feet of thousands left the ground and jumped in time to the rhythm Midnight Kid set them now he was back at his lap top behind the table, his hand to his headphone, his free hand roaming over equipment all the while dipping up and down to the beat.
The Japanese crime lord couldn't help but be mesmerized.
It was over half way through the night now, and Koga had his fair turn with music, he typed a message up on the screen for Akihito to look at before they swapped gear again.
'Wanna let this thing get messy?' was all it said.
Akihito knew what that meant, it meant neon body paint, glow in the dark water and wet bodies, lots of wet bodies. Hell to the yeah.
It meant a fucking epic rave.
He smiled and gave massive thumbs up, and typed on the screen.
'Alright, you get the shit, and I'll handle here for a bit.'
Koga didn't skip a beat, he ran back stage as fast as he could, leaving Akihito alone with the crowds, handling music and lighting with ease.
He set a song for scenes that were to come.
Sandstorm, by Darude, it was going to be a storm alright. That storm was called Midnight Kid and DJ Siren Collaboration.
On cue, Koga returned with a few assistants from back stage, some had water guns with neon paint in them, some had glow in the dark water in their guns, some wheeled open top boxes with yet more water guns in them, and set them underneath the boys tables for easy access, a supply to keep the liquid going all night long.
Akihito had dragged the trance at the beginning of the song on for long enough until Koga got back, but seeing Koga get on the table with a massive water pistol under one arm, and the stage crew line up around the stage to face the crowd with theirs, he set the song full swing and watched as glowing streams of water and neon paint decorated the hysteric crowd in front of him, he turned all the lights off, letting only the strobe, black light and neon paint light the darkness as the song got faster.
He picked up a gun from under the table and joined Koga on top of their workspace, a huge beaming smile emerged on his face as he jumped up in time to the legendary song and danced in the madness of flashing lights and raining paint.
"Now that looks like some serious fucking fun right there." Mikhail commented as both boys on stage sprayed the crowd with neon green and blue paint, Asami watched as people fought to get closer to the front, to christen themselves in the madness of paint and sweat.
Koga, Midnight Kid and men around the stage were pumping their water guns, a constant stream of color flowing as they swept the streams back and forth across the soaked animals on the dance floor.
It was impossible to tell where the sweat ended and the paint begun, it all merged into a huge colorful mess on the dance floor, hands were raised in the air as the song hit its climax, the electronic music and strobe lights pulsing in perfect sync, overwhelming all sense of reason and stripping inhibitions, leaving mindless dance zombies rubbing against each other in the gloom.
The pair kept playing for a while, time had no meaning when these two were on stage, they alternated one with a water pistol and teasing the crowd while one was at the computer behind him.
Asami watched as Koga and Midnight set their guns down and 'I'm Sexy and I know it' by LMFAO blasted over the speakers. The boys shuffled around on stage until the chorus line hit, until they drove men and women insane with their appeal. Colored lights swirled as the synth tunes pumped with the lyrics.
"I'm sexy and I know it."
Koga and Midnight Kid ran their hands up their torsos, revealing their sweat covered stomachs while swaying hips from side to side.
"I'm sexy and I know it."
"Yes you are sexy, and boy do I know it." Mikhail breathed, there was no doubt about it in the Russian gangsters mind, he was going home with these two in his employ tonight.
"Wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle yeah!"
Asami felt his breath catch as Midnight Kid raised both arms straight in the air, and snapped his hips from side to side in time with the words, a total of five hip snaps, but each one drove Asami Ryuichi further from reason and closer to insanity.
He groaned, and once again reminded himself that he had a lover waiting at home, who would have thought Asami Ryuichi would have this problem, he should shoot Mikhail for doing this.
The sooner he got the meeting with Midnight Kid over and done with the better, he could forget about the troublesome DJ and focus all his attention on his kitten, Akihito.
"I'm sexy and I know it."
Asami found himself agreeing with Mikhail's earlier statement.
It was the second to last song of the night, Koga was a little sad it was ending soon, but the best part was to come.
The base line to "I love my sex." from the legendary DJ Benny Benassi thumped through the building, the electronic accompaniment giving the multitudes new life for the last songs before they made their exit. Koga wanted to waste all the paint first, and he smiled his mischievous smile knowing Akihito couldn't see it. They themselves could get dirty now, since they didn't need to handle the gear anymore and risk getting it dirty, he'd set the last song to play automatically after this. It was the perfect song to end the night.
Paint fight….. he was going to cover Akihito in paint if it was the last thing he did. It was tradition at ageHa, and it seemed Aki had forgotten, Koga was going to remind him.
He watched his long time friend on the laptop next to him, he saw Akihito set a nice auto program for the lights to accompany the last songs of the night, green and purple spotlights spiraled across the walls and hordes in a dance of their own, while blue lasers flitted sporadically across the giant space in multiple angles.
Koga took his headphones off and set them on the table as Akihito took another watergun from under the worktable and walked around it and stood in the center of the stage.
Oh, he'd left himself right open, stupid Akihito. The black haired DJ laughed, knowing his friend couldn't hear it, and took the canisters off two of the pistols, clutching them in one hand. He put his finger to his lips as the crowd watched, giving them a show, he snuck up behind his friend, wrapped his free arm around Akihito's torso to prevent escape, pulling them close together, his chest flush with Akihito's back, and just as the chorus line dropped.
"And I love my sex"
He raised the hand with the canisters in it above their heads, careful to avoid Akihito's hood and headphones, and poured neon pink and blue paint on the bare skin of Akihito's chest, above his open neck shirt before his friend could even react. He ran his hand up Akihito's stomach, pulling his shirt up accidentally as he tried to rub more paint over his friend's body before he wriggled away.
He didn't succeed much except to tease the crowd before Akihito elbowed him and jumped away. He wished he could make out the blonde's face clearly, it would have been fucking hilarious.
However, he had no idea of what he'd just done.
"And I love my Sex"
Time slowed right down for the two crime lords sitting in their VIP box as DJ Siren snuck up behind the unsuspecting Midnight Kid and poured paint all down the front of his body, only then to rub his free hand all over Midnight kids skin, up and under his shirt, spreading the paint before he could escape.
It lasted only a few seconds in reality, but in that VIP box it felt like eternity. One of the sexy DJ's was now covered in sweat and neon paint, his chest was shining with color as it ran underneath his white shirt, making it cling to his body. Yes, time stopped, and locked its image away in Mikhail and Asami's minds.
Asami felt like he could kill Koga right now, his move was genius, but now it meant he would be confronted with Midnight Kid covered in paint, that thin white shirt clinging heavy on his body, exposing all the lines underneath. Kill or kiss Koga, he wasn't sure.
Asami wanted to get Akihito some body paint… just so that he could fulfill this image and the things he subsequently thought about doing with said image.
Maybe Akihito was right, maybe he really was a perverted crime lord bastard.
This night really was one to test his faithfulness to the brat he called lover. He'd never been faced with this problem before, and stored the thoughts away for further consideration.
Midnight Kid retaliated by blasting DJ Siren with neon orange from his own pistol, pumping the trigger furiously to soak the other DJ's white basket ball singlet in return.
Now, there were two colorful wet DJs on the stage. It was starting to get hot in the VIP box.
"And I love my Sex."
"Ha! What a positively lewd song….. I like it." Mikhail laughed.
Koga had a pistol of his own now, the last one actually, and jumped up and down in his excitement as Akihito's supply of paint ran out, leaving him helpless.
Koga blasted his friend with glow in the dark water, laughing in delight as he watched the water spread the thicker paint all over Akihito's body, haha sucker he thought to himself, not really realizing the effect it had on the crowd, who were watching the pairs paint fight with hunger.
He thought he'd be fair, so he popped the canister off and poured the last of the glowing liquid on the top of his hair and let it run down his body, mixing in with the orange that was already decorating his features, he spread the mess out, rubbing it over his arms and chest into a glistening, glowing neon mess.
He held his arms wide to the crowd, who roared their approval before the main chorus dropped.
"I love man, money, power, and I love my sex."
The high and low synth tones filled the building as Akihito and Koga danced in the dark, on stage in front of the thousands, letting the swirling lights caress their wet bodies.
Akihito had forgotten all about the last paint blow outs they used to have, dammit, he'd been caught completely off guard and had come out worst off.
He gave Koga a sly middle finger before turning back to the front and pumping his chest in time with the bass, one arm in the air, while the other rubbed his white shirt against his body, mixing all the colors into his shirt, which was now completely plastered to his body.
"And I love my sex"
"I love man, money, power, and I love my sex."
"Oh, isn't it funny, I have all those things." Mikhail mused to himself as the chorus line dropped.
Asami and Mikhail watched as the pair danced out one of the last songs in front of their workstation, the pair jumping around in time with the masses beneath their feet, the role of DJ forgotten.
He growled low in his throat as he watched Midnight Kid touch his own body to mix the paint in, he felt as if the faceless DJ was doing it on purpose now. Not long and he could go home, to Akihito.
"And I love my sex"
He exchanged glances with Kirishima to make sure that everything was set in place so that they could finally apprehend Midnight Kid, he wouldn't be allowed one step back stage before he was caught this time, there would be no chance to get away, they had chloroform on hand if need be, he would be brought directly to Asami in the VIP room.
Mikhail drank down the last of his drink and excused himself to make a quick phone call, Asami thought nothing of it, so left the man to his devices as the song changed over to the last one for the collaboration.
"All the crazy shit I did tonight, those will be the best memories.
I just wanna let it go for the night, that would be the best therapy for me.
Hey hey, yeah ,yeah"
This was it, the last song, feelings of nostalgia surged through Akihito as the lyrics played in his head, ageHa was indeed a crazy place, and it held memories extremely close to his heart.
He really needed tonight, a last blow out before he told Asami, something to help him relax and make him realize that this was what he wanted to do.
He fist pumped with the beat, while Koga did the same next to him.
"Hey hey, yeah ,yeah"
The crowd jumped in time with their fists, drinking in the last song of the night.
"All the crazy shit I did tonight, those will be the best memories.
I just wanna let it go for the night, that would be the best therapy for me."
The last chorus played out, and Akihito felt a tap on his shoulder from Koga. He turned to see his long time friend offer his hand for a handshake, knowing what the lyrics of this song meant for Akihito.
The blonde took the offered hand, and tugged his friend into a tight embrace. Earning applause and hoots from the patrons at ageHa.
"Hey, hey, yeah ,yeah"
Koga and Akihito waved thanks to the crowd as they made for the backstage door, Akihito would need a shower in their changing room before he went home, he didn't mind though. He was happy.
"That was a fucking good night." Koga exclaimed as he reached for the handle that would let them into the backstage hallway.
"I totally forgot what it was like to play here, and about the paint, dickhead. You gave me a damn heart attack!" Akihito retorted as they stepped through the doorway and into the hall.
"Uh oh." Koga and Akihito declared at the same time, there were a lot of men waiting around the door with suits and ties on. Akihito couldn't recognize some of them, but some he knew were Asami's, Suoh in the flesh was fast approaching, and Akihito was determined not to let it happen this way.
Koga put his palms out in surrender, he knew the men had nothing to do with him.
"Run Aki." He whispered as he stepped up to get in Suoh's way.
"How can I help you big guy?" he asked Suoh with sarcasm.
Akihito would have laughed in any other situation, Koga was a cheeky shit at the best of times.
Akihito turned on one foot and made to dash through a gap, only for another tall, foreign looking man to side step extremely fast for someone his size and catch Akihito against his chest.
The man cursed in a different language as the paint rubbed off on his suit, but he had a firm hold of Akihito's wrists and began dragging him up the hall, away from their changing room.
"Oi!" Koga shouted, running after Akihito, desperately thinking of something to help his friend out, it only served to get himself caught by another foreign looking man in a suit and be dragged in the same direction as Akihito anyway.
"Ummmm, Asami sama, it seems Mikhail's men were also waiting backstage, they've managed to get Koga and Midnight Kid before our men sir." Kirishima announced nervously as he got the message from Suoh.
Asami snapped his head around at his secretary's words, he should have known Mikhail would be up to something.
He rose from his chair and made his way out of the room, walking briskly down the hallways of ageHa with Kirishima at his heel.
No way was he letting Mikhail get away with this one.
"The fuck are you doing?!" Akihito shouted as the strange man who wasn't one of Asami's dragged him down the hall, he planted his heels against the floor, but his shoes had some water in from his liquid fight with Koga, and they were slipping uselessly against the floor.
He heard Koga putting up a fuss behind him, but obviously the same thing was happening to him.
They rounded a corner and Akihito's heart sank as he saw a very pleased looking Mikhail Arbatov making his way down the hall towards them, this could not be happening right now.
"Let go you Russian piece of shit." He spat, he knew where the foreign guard was from now. He leant down and bit a hand holding one of his wrists, causing the big man to yell something in Russian and let go. Akihito twisted out of the grip of the other arm, but it was too late.
Mikhail caught his wrist just as soon as it was freed.
"Heh, you're a feisty pair." Mikhail chuckled.
Koga had thought of the same thing, and freed himself, but wasn't going anywhere without Akihito.
"Hey, settle down, I'm not here to hurt you." Mikhail said in lilted Japanese.
Akihito stared at him wide eyed, he needed to calm down, there was no reason for "Midnight Kid" to have this sort of reaction, but every reason for Takaba Akihito too.
"What do you want?" Akihito snapped.
"He fucking bit me!"
Asami heard the loud curse in Russian from one of the corridors and walked faster towards the sound, no doubt he would find Mikhail and his prize in the direction of the noise.
It seemed the DJ's were putting up a fight at least.
"I really just want you to work for me. You two are too spectacular not to pass up." Mikhail stated with a twinkle in his eye. There were other intentions in those eyes for sure. Akihito wasn't that stupid.
"Look I told you befo-"
"Ball and chain alert, ball and chain alert….. really angry ball and chain alert!" Koga hissed at Akihito. Who'd frozen solid at the words from his friend.
Curious about who this ball and chain was, Mikhail turned his head to see none other then the storm cloud of Asami Ryuichi and his right hand man walking down the hall, and suddenly Mikhail Arbatov knew where he had seen those hazel eyes before.
Midnight Kid's ball and chain that Koga spoke of was Asami Ryuichi, whose lover was Takaba Akihito, who was Midnight Kid.
A very cheeky smile found its way to Mikhail's face, who leant in close to whisper to the mortified DJ.
"So… Takaba Akihito, I promised your master I would stay away from you while I was here, this situation is purely coincidental, but it's too good to let slip. Sorry, I am about to put us both in a lot of trouble."
Before Akihito could protest or react, a gentle yet firm hand grasped the back of his hood, and not caring about the paint, Mikhail Arbatov leant down to give Akihito a mind searing kiss, forcing his mouth open with a surprisingly soft tongue and controlling lips.
Why did all crime lords have to be such suave bastards? Akihito thought to himself.
Mikhail smiled against the young mans lips as he pulled the hood back, revealing a sweaty mop of blonde hair as Asami finally came close, Mikhail broke the kiss and let go all together as a gun was drawn point blank at his face.
Suoh rounded the corner in time to see all the events unfolding, and stopped in his tracks as the hood was pulled back to reveal….
"Holy fucking shit…." He said, as he saw the blonde hair and hazel eyes behind the glasses.
Kirishima's jaw fell open as Mikhail stepped away with his hands raised, he took his glasses off to clean them, they must be pretty dirty, making him see impossible things. He put his glasses back on, nope. His glasses were right the first time.
Standing there, covered in neon paint and sweat, with his shirt revealing all to much skin that he knew Asami wouldn't let Akihito wear in public, was the brat himself.
Mikhail let the shit-eating grin spread across his face as said gun fell to Asami's waist, and the crime lord laid eyes on Midnight Kid for the very first time. His little stunt had been risky as hell, but absolutely worth it to see the look on Asami's and his subordinate's faces. He really shouldn't laugh. But the look was priceless, and he found himself snickering, he hadn't had this much fun in a long time.
Asami Ryuichi stood staring at Akihito, his mouth was parted in a surprised 'O', his eyes were wide, trying to take the image before him in, and then he said three low clipped words no one in the world would ever thought they would hear him say.
"What….. the….. fuck?"
AN: I honestly planned to write more then this, but this is the biggest chapter of Midnight Kid I have posted, and I spent all day on it, I'm tired, so I am going to leave it here and go to bed.
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