#37 Darker Side (K x Sakano)
Title: Darker Side
Author: Pandorazellas
Theme: Punk (number 37)
Rating: G
Pairing: K x Sakano
Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami
Summary: K goes clubbing with Bad Luck
I'm not too sure what to make of this one myself ^^;
K really had no idea what he was doing here. Sure he liked going out for a few drinks after a long shift at work, but he couldn't exactly remember when he agreed to go out clubbing with Hiro and the rest of Bad Luck, especially to a club like this.
K and Hiro were currently standing in a huge line waiting to get into the popular new club 'AfterDark'. Hiro had warned that the club was more for the Punk/Goth kind and had asked K to dress accordingly. So here he was, freezing his bollocks off, awaiting the arrival of the rest of the band, wearing the skimpiest black clothing that he owned. He didn't look very gothic, or very punky for that matter, but right now he really didn't care. If he had things his way he would have barged through the line of folk, shoved his gun into the doorman's face and demanded entry, but since Shuichi wanted to enjoy a night without the possibility of the paparazzi showing up he was resigned to leave his gun and home and wait in the line like everyone else.
When Shuichi and Suguru finally turned up K couldn't help but stare, his mouth hanging wide open. While Suguru and Hiro looked pretty "normal" in their leather pants, heavy black boots and black shirts, Shuichi was something else. Shuichi was wearing a bright pink tight t-shirt that revealed most of his stomach and sported a couple of oversized safety pins, very tight PVC shorts that barely covered his ass (and looked very much like they had been painted on) Knee high black boots and various cuffs and chains attached to his wrists and waist. He was also sporting neon pink eyeliner and shimmery silver lips. K had to admit that the boy looked absolutely stunning but wondered what happened to "keeping a low profile".
K was starting to get seriously getting bored, he had been standing in line for nearly an hour now, and from the looks of things it was going to be at least another hour before they were let into the place. Finally he snapped. "That's it, I've had enough, lets just go to the damn pub across the street. It's warm and it has beer, that's all I need!" he snarled, throwing his arms up in the air. He expected loud cries of protest from either Shuichi or Hiro, but instead he received nothing but silence. They obviously didn't hear him the first time round. K whipped round, ready to grab the rockers and drag them from the line, kicking and screaming if he must, across the road to the cozy little pub. It was then he noticed the cause of the boys sudden silence.
He was stunning….Beautiful. K couldn't help but stare at the man who was walking past them.
He wore tight PVC trousers that hugged his ass nicely, a black leather vest that had been left open, revealing his tight flat stomach. His boots bore a 3 inch platform and buckled to below his knees and his arms were circled with leather buckled straps. He was also wearing very pale makeup, white eye shadow with silver eyeliner, his top lip was painted a shimmering white while his bottom lip was black. His hair was black and was spiked out in various directions using different coloured hairgels. On his left shoulder blade was a small tattoo of a black cat.
There was something strangely familiar about the man…especially that tattoo….
"Holy shit! That guy looks so much like Sakano-San"
"You're not kidding! Man, can you imagine Sakano in a place like this? The poor bastard would probably drop dead from shock"
Ks eyes widened in realization and his jaw dropped. That guy WAS Sakano-San! He suddenly remembered where he had seen that tattoo before. Sakano was having another one of his spas fits and had managed to spill coffee down his shirt. K had followed the producer up to his office where he changed into a spare shirt that was there. He had noticed the tattoo then and thought it was awfully cute but didn't expect Sakano of all people to have one.
The American continued to watch in stunned silence as punk Sakano walked up to a group of people near the front on the queue and get glomped by a petite girl with short shocking pink hair and red platform boots. The group then separated from the queue and made their way to the front door, where they were let in instantly.
K suddenly had a new respect for their spastastic Producer.
"I kinnda wish that was Sakano-San" Shuichi pouted "At least then we could be in there by now"
Author: Pandorazellas
Theme: Punk (number 37)
Rating: G
Pairing: K x Sakano
Disclaimer: Gravitation belongs to Maki Murakami
Summary: K goes clubbing with Bad Luck
I'm not too sure what to make of this one myself ^^;
K really had no idea what he was doing here. Sure he liked going out for a few drinks after a long shift at work, but he couldn't exactly remember when he agreed to go out clubbing with Hiro and the rest of Bad Luck, especially to a club like this.
K and Hiro were currently standing in a huge line waiting to get into the popular new club 'AfterDark'. Hiro had warned that the club was more for the Punk/Goth kind and had asked K to dress accordingly. So here he was, freezing his bollocks off, awaiting the arrival of the rest of the band, wearing the skimpiest black clothing that he owned. He didn't look very gothic, or very punky for that matter, but right now he really didn't care. If he had things his way he would have barged through the line of folk, shoved his gun into the doorman's face and demanded entry, but since Shuichi wanted to enjoy a night without the possibility of the paparazzi showing up he was resigned to leave his gun and home and wait in the line like everyone else.
When Shuichi and Suguru finally turned up K couldn't help but stare, his mouth hanging wide open. While Suguru and Hiro looked pretty "normal" in their leather pants, heavy black boots and black shirts, Shuichi was something else. Shuichi was wearing a bright pink tight t-shirt that revealed most of his stomach and sported a couple of oversized safety pins, very tight PVC shorts that barely covered his ass (and looked very much like they had been painted on) Knee high black boots and various cuffs and chains attached to his wrists and waist. He was also sporting neon pink eyeliner and shimmery silver lips. K had to admit that the boy looked absolutely stunning but wondered what happened to "keeping a low profile".
K was starting to get seriously getting bored, he had been standing in line for nearly an hour now, and from the looks of things it was going to be at least another hour before they were let into the place. Finally he snapped. "That's it, I've had enough, lets just go to the damn pub across the street. It's warm and it has beer, that's all I need!" he snarled, throwing his arms up in the air. He expected loud cries of protest from either Shuichi or Hiro, but instead he received nothing but silence. They obviously didn't hear him the first time round. K whipped round, ready to grab the rockers and drag them from the line, kicking and screaming if he must, across the road to the cozy little pub. It was then he noticed the cause of the boys sudden silence.
He was stunning….Beautiful. K couldn't help but stare at the man who was walking past them.
He wore tight PVC trousers that hugged his ass nicely, a black leather vest that had been left open, revealing his tight flat stomach. His boots bore a 3 inch platform and buckled to below his knees and his arms were circled with leather buckled straps. He was also wearing very pale makeup, white eye shadow with silver eyeliner, his top lip was painted a shimmering white while his bottom lip was black. His hair was black and was spiked out in various directions using different coloured hairgels. On his left shoulder blade was a small tattoo of a black cat.
There was something strangely familiar about the man…especially that tattoo….
"Holy shit! That guy looks so much like Sakano-San"
"You're not kidding! Man, can you imagine Sakano in a place like this? The poor bastard would probably drop dead from shock"
Ks eyes widened in realization and his jaw dropped. That guy WAS Sakano-San! He suddenly remembered where he had seen that tattoo before. Sakano was having another one of his spas fits and had managed to spill coffee down his shirt. K had followed the producer up to his office where he changed into a spare shirt that was there. He had noticed the tattoo then and thought it was awfully cute but didn't expect Sakano of all people to have one.
The American continued to watch in stunned silence as punk Sakano walked up to a group of people near the front on the queue and get glomped by a petite girl with short shocking pink hair and red platform boots. The group then separated from the queue and made their way to the front door, where they were let in instantly.
K suddenly had a new respect for their spastastic Producer.
"I kinnda wish that was Sakano-San" Shuichi pouted "At least then we could be in there by now"