Time Turn Fragile - Chap 1
Time Turn Fragile
~*~AoiXReita, ToraXHiroto, ToraXReita, 1597 words, Chapter 1~*~
The night club was crowd with flushed body on the dance floor as a famous DJ showed off his skill. Glasses in various size and bottles of alcohol were spread over the bar table waiting to be emptied. Great numbers of cigarettes which smoke engulfing the air were wasted in ashtrays one by one.
A certain raven haired inhaling Salem Pianissimo on his seat nearby the dance floor. A smaller brunette figure sat by his side. Hiroto was drowning in his own thought of how incapable his mouth to say a simple ‘no’ toward Tora. If four months ago he’s not the first one who threw himself to other guitarist, maybe he could say that word easily. But in the end, here he is, sat nicely like a puppy waiting his owner to finish his job. If there is an option for him to choose a place where he want to wasting time, he definitely will choose to sit in a high place where he could view bright stars at night than breathe polluted air in a place like this…but Tora asked him to. And he never able to refuse.
On the other side of the club, Aoi, Reita, Miyavi, and two member of Bis, Maru and Tsukasa, were sitting in a round table. Two pitchers of green liquid and five regular glasses were decorating the table - just the same as Tora’s table where Hiroto, Shou and Aki were sat.
“Pon, I’m going to restroom” Tora said on Hiroto’s ear and leave the table after he got a nod from the brunette.
The raven haired makes his way to rest room, but he never reached the room. He turned his way to Miyavi’s table and straightly took a seat beside the blond bassist. As Tora greet the boys, Aoi, who sat on Reita’s left side, glanced in irritation toward Tora. Surely the irritation source didn’t aware of it, he was attach into the boys rant already.
“Shou and Aki are waiting for their date to come, Meev” Tora claimed
“How bout Hiroto? Is he waiting for his date too?” asked Tsukasa “I wanna know his girl type”
“He’s not waiting for someone. He is my date tonight” Tora joked. Miyavi, Tsukasa and Maru were giggled as they knew what kind of questions they will throw sooner. Reita flinched slightly as he knew that is not a joke, it’s the truth. Aoi aware of it. And as he noticed Tora’s left arm hung loosely around Reita’s pelvis, he cringe at the thought of losing the bassist - Losing Reita for someone else that is not him.
“Man, you’re definitely a thirsty tiger, aren’t you? How bout your three girls?”
“It’s four, Meev” Maru’s correcting and grinned.
“Uhm…well-“
“I know! Tora, you’re looking for a girl like Hiroto right?” Tsukasa cut Tora’s sentence “Hiroto is way smaller than your four girls, and he is a lively boy. Being a friend since Bis in PSC up until now, I know you’re never satisfy with what you have ne~”
“Ha? So now he’s looking for a girl like Hiroto?” Miyavi didn’t believe Tsukasa’s words “he likes those model girls, doesn’t he?”
“Well Guys, I-“
“He must be bored with that type” said Tsukasa to Miyavi, ignoring Tora’s response “don’t you notice how often he changes his hair style?”
Miyavi bite his lip ring and staring questioningly at Tsukasa. Why he has to concern bout Tora’s hair? He often changes his hair style as well, and what’s wrong with that?
“It’s a proof of his faithless” Maru add, Aoi mute, and Reita freeze.
“Hey watch your mouth, Maru-kun” warn Tora. He feels a tension through Reita’s pelvis “I’m not that faithless”
“Four girls and you said ‘not that faithless’?” Miyavi took his glass and drink the liquor “you should learn more about faith with Aoi-kun”
Aoi force a smile as his name mentioned by Miyavi. He said nothing. The atmosphere between Tora, Reita and Aoi is so messed up. Not exactly the atmosphere around them, but it’s also on Aoi’s head. And the messed up thing is getting worse as he watched Reita excusing to the guys for rest room in a sudden. Tora was joined the bassist a second later. If it’s not too obvious, Aoi might be walk after them and be an eavesdropper. But Aoi stayed still on his seat. He gulped his drink in a go and fill his glass again. He tried to focus to the boys rant and behave like he’s not worrying the bassist; but his head thought otherwise.
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The blond haired’s not reach the doorknob of the rest room yet when a hand seizing his and turn him around to face the familiar figure.
“Run away?” asked Tora
Reita didn’t answer. He slapped Tora’s hand and headed back to the rest room. Tonight is enough for him to heard Tora’s badtitude. He didn’t need anything but a fact that Tora is a player. No one is willing to be a toy. Reita is absolutely not a toy. He is a human being with strength and weakness. A human with heart to love and be loved. A heart that stay away from pain and stay up for pleasure. And that’s how human system work.
The blond heard Tora's steps following him. A sharp, nerve-wrecking sound of a 'click' made Reita looked up to the fancy mirror at his front. A fact that Tora had just locked the door and kept the key on his pocket made Reita let out a tired sigh, “now what?” through the mirror, he could watch how the older man stepped forward with a smirk plastered on his face. A smirk that Reita viewed for times and he hate it.
“Rei, is this what you always do?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about” said Reita and headed to a washstand and washed his hands as if some dirt were applied on his hands.
“Rei, don’t run away from me”
“I don’t run away from you. I never run away from anything” Reita’s voice was raising and disturbance.
“You can run from world but you can’t run from me”
The bassist turned around and looked up to Tora in the eye, pronounced his previous sentence clearer “I never run away from anything”
Tora snort in disagreement. He let his eyes locked on Reita’s while his hands trailing from Reita’s ear to the back of his head which made the latter pulsate like crazy. The bassist still stood facing the guitarist to show him that he’s not a runaway type even though that egocentric face moved closer to his. Reita held his breath as anticipation of Tora’s next move.
“Show me that you never run away from anything, Rei”
Right after Tora finished his words on Reita’s ear, the fabric that always cover Reita’s nose was fallen… and soon, moved to Tora’s pocket.
The guitarist grabbed the bassist hand roughly and dragged him out from the rest room. Reita struggled and pulled off Tora’s hand on him, “Tora you’re crazy!!”
“I’m not crazy! I just want a proof” Tora tried to get Reita’s hand again but failed as the latter stepped back to avoid those predatory hands.
“You did this for times and tonight is intolerable. Just please stop cornering me, Tora!” Reita slapped Tora’s hand every time it reached Reita’s arm.
“I won’t stop if you keep run away and deny me. I don’t want to be ignored by anyone, “ Tora sighed tiredly and gave up “especially you who live in denial”
Reita gaped in disbelief. His mouth slightly opened and eyes narrower. “Fuck you! I’m not running away and I’m fucking not living in denial!”
Tora smiled bitterly, “then prove it, Rei”. The guitarist walked to the door and started to unlocked it.
Reita gasped. He dashed to the door and struggling over the key with Tora whose hand is fast and strong enough to get the key back on his clutch.
“No, Tora. No! Don’t do this to me…” Reita plead and blocked the rest room door by his body. A fear slowly comes up to him “please give my strap back”
“I give it back…,” A meaningful smile formed on Tora’s lips. He knew the man before him is not as tough as his looks “…If you let me to kiss you”
Reita, he was standing unmoved with eyes staring Tora’s in disbelief. Lot of questions displaying on his chaotic mind while Tora took a change to stepped forward. He placed his palm on Reita’s nape and moving his face slowly to kiss the bassist.
The kiss was brief. Well, maybe too brief to categorize it as a kiss because Reita shoved Tora roughly that the raven almost fell. And Tora, being pissed off of the rejection from Reita, he pushed aside the bassist’s body and start to unlock the door again. Then just like a vampire who fear light, Reita pushed Tora to the door and placed his lips on Tora’s. He knew he will regret it later and let it be. Let him suck Tora’ s bottom lip unwillingly, let he opened his mouth to let Tora’s tongue in. Let Reita kiss the man that is the angel of his nightmare.
Don't bother keeping your heavy breathing down for the one who can't hear you scream
Aoi, who stood behind the rest room door since ten minutes ago, sighed in desperate.
On the other side of the club, sitting a young brunette who’s waiting for Tora to come and take him home.
~TBC
PS: Feb 5th 2008, three days after I posted the prologue of this fic, I lost one of my precious friend. Needless to say, I was broken and need time to face reality that she’s gone.
So sorry for the lateness (_ _) I still know what to do with this fic, and still need your support by drop comment so I know this worth to continue... thank you~