Chapter 2
Title: Requiem of the Rising Tide (2/?)
Author: akiryu
Pairing[s]: Implied Aki/Mizuki(I'll be making a side-story with that), other pairings later.
Band[s]: Sadie, Mucc, maybe some others later on.
Rating: PG-13 this time.
Warning[s]: Some gore.
Synopsis: Aki wakes from a deep sleep and realizes something.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I own nobody.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Aki’s eyes fluttered open slowly. Through the darkness, he felt a weight on his stomach. He never remembered removing it but his shirt was off. His eyes adjusted to the shadows and the figure on him revealed itself to be a wolf, staring down at him. Cautiously, he moved a hand to touch the canine’s head; petting it. The fur felt soft underneath his fingers, and the wolf moved its head into the touch, appearing slightly content. It licked his fingers lightly as he moved his hand away. The gaze of the creature went back towards his own eyes, and Aki felt as though he was being hypnotized. He didn’t feel afraid of the beast; the only thing he felt from it was comfort.
In a quick movement, the wolf lunged at him; biting into his stomach and chest. He felt him body being torn apart, yet it didn’t seem painful. Instead it felt calming, as if an invisible weight was being pulled from him and he watched the wolf quietly. He could sense blood slipping from his body, staining the sheets in crimson; but he paid that no mind. Once the wolf got to his ribcage and organs, the creature swiftly pulled his organs out. Instead of eating up his intestines, stomach, liver and such the creature tossed them aside; as if they weren’t important. Aki could feel the canine reaching into him, his lungs left his body yet he could still breathe. Finally, the beast reached for his heart but instead of pulling it out rapidly like his other organs, the wolf pulled it out carefully; as if it were fragile. It seemed like Aki’s heart was what the creature had been searching for all along, and the beast showed it off to Aki; as if it were a cat proudly showing its owner that it had caught a mouse. He could see the heart within the wolf’s bloodstained jaws, and the canine began nibbling at it slowly, in a way so that it could enjoy the action for a longer period of time. Aki’s eyes succumbed to darkness once more, getting pulled into sleep yet again.
He awoke with someone’s hand on his, and looked down at himself. He was still altogether; the wolf had been just a dream. He was wearing what he had wore earlier in the day; and through the light guessed it was evening. His eyes searched over and saw Mizuki’s hand on his; the guitarist had grabbed the chair from his desk to sit closer to the bassist. The younger was in a deep sleep, a hint of a smile on his features. Aki stirred his hand a bit, and Mizuki opened his eyes, smiling at him warmly.
“I’m glad you’re okay! I was so worried when Tatsurou-kun called about what happened.” The bassist sat up, looking at him.
“Weren’t you sick or something? You shouldn’t be the one taking care of me if you are.” Aki mumbled, still slightly worried about Mizuki.
The other pulled his hand away from Aki’s, and looked at him a bit more seriously before his smile returned. “I’m fine. It was nothing, really.”
It felt to the bassist that Mizuki smiled just to reassure him, yet he got the underlying feeling that there was something wrong that he couldn’t place. “Are you really sure about that?” Instead of hiding his eyes, he looked straight at the guitarist’s gaze.
Mizuki blinked, taken aback a bit. “I’m really okay! Honestly, you’re always so serious.” He laughed, the sound seemed hollow to Aki’s ears.
“How did I get back?” He could estimate how, but Aki preferred knowing details anyway.
“Tatsurou-kun carried you. He called not long after you passed out, asking me where you lived and explained the situation. We agreed to meet here. He got here first, used your key to get in and set you down. He stayed until I got here. I would’ve been quicker if it hadn’t been for the traffic. He just didn’t want to leave you alone, it seems. Must’ve been worried..ah he said to call when you got up.”
Mizuki pulled out his cell phone, re-crossing his legs. His story seemed honest to Aki, so he believed it. The bassist was a little surprised by how Tatsurou had handled the situation; even though they had just met he had taken good care of Aki. He found it strange, for someone to be that kind seemed rare so he noted that he had to do something to at least make it up to the vocalist and thank him.
Aki watched the guitarist as he waited for Tatsurou to pick up, his mouth turning into his usual grin as the vocalist did. “Tatsurou-kun! Yeah, he’s awake. He seems better now. You want to talk to him? Hold on.”
Mizuki handed the phone to Aki before heading out of the room. “Do you always pass out around someone that makes you nervous? Aki-san certainly is faint of heart around attractive people.” Tatsurou teased, laughing.
Aki guessed that if Tatsurou was there, the vocalist would likely have invaded his space as normal and rolled his eyes; ignoring the remark. “Thank you for earlier…” He murmured.
Tatsurou’s voice switched from light-hearted to a more serious tone. “I just did something any respectable guy would’ve done in that situation, nothing more.”
“I don’t think people would do that as often as you believe. Human beings aren’t really that good-natured.”
“You don’t have much faith in people, do you? Yet I helped you out, even though we just met. Mizucchi came over as fast as he could, even though he seemed afraid of seeing you earlier. I’m sure if your other bandmates knew, they would’ve come as well.”
He had to admit that Tatsurou was right, although he hated being wrong. “Why did you help me?” He whispered, playing with his lip piercing.
The vocalist laughed lightly. “Mizucchi really cares a lot about you, you know? He told me about you before you and I met. Surely, he’d feel sad if something happened to you. He and I are friends, and I’d like to be friends with you.”
Aki was intrigued; most people seemed more interested in his bandmates. “Just because we’re both in bands, that doesn’t mean we have to be friends. Same things goes for the fact that you and Mizuki are friends.”
“Then let’s just start getting to know each other more.”
The bassist blinked. “Why are you so curious about me?”
“You seem like an interesting person.” Tatsurou just left it at that, and his answer was a simple yet meaningful one to Aki. “Anyway, I should let you go to have some alone time with Mizucchi. Since you seem to miss me a lot, I’ll stop by later.” The vocalist teased.
“Don’t you dare come over.” He muttered lowly.
“Hm? What was that? Did you say something? I’ll see you later not matter what you say. Bye, Ki-kun!”
Aki heard the vocalist hang up, closed the cell and searched for Mizuki. The guitarist had made some tea for him, and was lounging on his couch. He handed the younger man back his cell, sitting next to the other before sipping tea quietly.
“How was shopping with Tatsurou-kun? Other than you passing out, of course.” Mizuki smiled warmly at him.
“He’s…weird.” Aki could think of no other way to explain it.
The guitarist laughed lightly. “That’s pretty obvious. He’s a lot of fun, though. Definitely a good guy.”
He sighed, not really wishing to speak more. His headache had subsided and he felt healthier than he had earlier. Mizuki shifted, crossing his legs once again. He was unusually quiet, and leaned against Aki a bit.
“Do you really not remember last night?” The guitarist asked, quietly.
“Something happened, didn’t it?” Mizuki shifted away from him, the pair staring at each other. “Tell me.”
Mizuki’s cheerful expression pushed his fears aside. “Nothing, you’re being silly. You should take a shower or something. Might make you feel better.”
He drank more of the tea that the guitarist had made for him; listening as the other chattered endlessly on multiple topics ranging from silly to more serious ones. After finishing his tea he headed towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Aki stared at the mirror; his appearance didn’t look as bad as he thought it would.
He removed his clothes, his pale skin reflecting in the mirror; yet he had stopped looking at himself. Turning the water on, it felt comforting on his skin like the rain had, like how Tatsurou’s hands had felt, like when his guts were being taken out by the wolf. The shower seemed to Aki like an eternity yet lasted for no longer than usual and he stepped out. Turning the water off, he wrapped a towel around his waist; drying his hair with another before staring at his reflection again. His complexion looked better, but he noticed of marks on his chest. Taking a closer look, he realized what they were. Ideas in his head finally clicked together before he got out of the bathroom and discovered that Mizuki was gone, save for a small note.
Not feeling well again. Hope you get better soon. I’ll have one of the others call you later or something. Take care of yourself!
~Mi
He crumpled the letter in frustration, and if he had been a weaker person; he would’ve fallen to his knees. Faintly, he heard a knock at the door but didn’t care. He remembered few details, but sensed that he and Mizuki had slept together. The knocking grew louder and he heard his name being called, but that didn’t change the fact that Aki had sleep with -his- guitarist. Regaining his composure, he ripped the letter up before throwing it out and opening the door.
Tatsurou quirked an eyebrow as he looked over the bassist, who still just had a towel around his waist. “A-ah I knew there was something going on between you two! Sorry for interrupting..” The vocalist teased a little, but Aki could tell the other was really surprised.
“There’s nobody else here.” He opened the door more for Tatsurou. “Come in.”
Tatsurou entered, slipping off his shoes as Aki closed the door behind him. The bassist headed off to his room to get dressed, while the taller man lounged on his couch. When Aki returned, he noted how relaxed the other seemed; as if even though he had stress he could never be defeated. The bassist sat down nearby, but further from Tatsurou than he had sat with Mizuki. He wasn’t comfortable enough yet to be close to the vocalist.
His hair was still wet, framing his face. “You didn’t have to come over.”
“I wanted to check up on you.” Tatsurou inched over to the bassist.
Aki sighed. “You didn’t have to.”
The vocalist watched him seriously. “Something happened.”
“Quit being nosy.” Aki glared at the other.
“But I want to help out. Especially since Mizucchi cares a lot about you.”
“Mizuki-kun and I slept together last night, I think.” He turned his face away from the taller man’s gaze, his expression unreadable.
“Did you even ask to make sure that was the case?”
“No. If I say something to him, maybe it’ll screw up the band.” Sadie meant a lot to Aki, and he didn’t want to ruin it.
“You’re really protective of Sadie, aren’t you. No wonder you’re one of the bandleaders.” Tatsurou grinned softly at him.
Aki’s gaze returned to the vocalist, and he felt like smiling back; the taller man’s smile seemed contagious. If his hair had been dry, he would have hidden behind his bangs and smiled as well. Instead, the bassist opted for biting his lip a bit, staring straight into Tatsurou’s eyes.
The vocalist moved, tilting Aki’s face towards him. “So stubborn, being serious most of the time..I bet you have a calming smile.”
Aki moved his face away from Tatsurou’s hand, although the contact felt pleasant to him as it had earlier. “I’ll ask him about it. Since we’re friends, I’m sure if we talk things out; it’ll be okay.”
The taller man chuckled. “You’re strong, aren’t you? Facing things head-on rather than being a coward and let things be.”
“I’m just doing what I think I should. If I don’t it’ll continue to eat away at me.” He shrugged.
“Hmm..I suppose you’re right. Anyway, I should get going. I’m supposed to hang with the rest of my band tonight. I’ll give you my number.”
Tatsurou got up, sifted through his pocket and pulled out an empty gum wrapper. He reached over on Aki’s coffee table for a pen and messily wrote down his cell number for the bassist. Aki rolled his eyes as the vocalist handed over the scrap.
Getting up, the bassist led Tatsurou out to the door, the taller man pulling his shoes on before reaching it. “Call me soon, alright? Tell me how things turn out, or just call to hang out.”
Aki nodded before shutting the door after the other had left. Quietly, he could hear the vocalist humming a tune as he headed back to his bed; consciousness fading into the depths of sleep.
Author: akiryu
Pairing[s]: Implied Aki/Mizuki(I'll be making a side-story with that), other pairings later.
Band[s]: Sadie, Mucc, maybe some others later on.
Rating: PG-13 this time.
Warning[s]: Some gore.
Synopsis: Aki wakes from a deep sleep and realizes something.
Disclaimer: Obviously, I own nobody.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Aki’s eyes fluttered open slowly. Through the darkness, he felt a weight on his stomach. He never remembered removing it but his shirt was off. His eyes adjusted to the shadows and the figure on him revealed itself to be a wolf, staring down at him. Cautiously, he moved a hand to touch the canine’s head; petting it. The fur felt soft underneath his fingers, and the wolf moved its head into the touch, appearing slightly content. It licked his fingers lightly as he moved his hand away. The gaze of the creature went back towards his own eyes, and Aki felt as though he was being hypnotized. He didn’t feel afraid of the beast; the only thing he felt from it was comfort.
In a quick movement, the wolf lunged at him; biting into his stomach and chest. He felt him body being torn apart, yet it didn’t seem painful. Instead it felt calming, as if an invisible weight was being pulled from him and he watched the wolf quietly. He could sense blood slipping from his body, staining the sheets in crimson; but he paid that no mind. Once the wolf got to his ribcage and organs, the creature swiftly pulled his organs out. Instead of eating up his intestines, stomach, liver and such the creature tossed them aside; as if they weren’t important. Aki could feel the canine reaching into him, his lungs left his body yet he could still breathe. Finally, the beast reached for his heart but instead of pulling it out rapidly like his other organs, the wolf pulled it out carefully; as if it were fragile. It seemed like Aki’s heart was what the creature had been searching for all along, and the beast showed it off to Aki; as if it were a cat proudly showing its owner that it had caught a mouse. He could see the heart within the wolf’s bloodstained jaws, and the canine began nibbling at it slowly, in a way so that it could enjoy the action for a longer period of time. Aki’s eyes succumbed to darkness once more, getting pulled into sleep yet again.
He awoke with someone’s hand on his, and looked down at himself. He was still altogether; the wolf had been just a dream. He was wearing what he had wore earlier in the day; and through the light guessed it was evening. His eyes searched over and saw Mizuki’s hand on his; the guitarist had grabbed the chair from his desk to sit closer to the bassist. The younger was in a deep sleep, a hint of a smile on his features. Aki stirred his hand a bit, and Mizuki opened his eyes, smiling at him warmly.
“I’m glad you’re okay! I was so worried when Tatsurou-kun called about what happened.” The bassist sat up, looking at him.
“Weren’t you sick or something? You shouldn’t be the one taking care of me if you are.” Aki mumbled, still slightly worried about Mizuki.
The other pulled his hand away from Aki’s, and looked at him a bit more seriously before his smile returned. “I’m fine. It was nothing, really.”
It felt to the bassist that Mizuki smiled just to reassure him, yet he got the underlying feeling that there was something wrong that he couldn’t place. “Are you really sure about that?” Instead of hiding his eyes, he looked straight at the guitarist’s gaze.
Mizuki blinked, taken aback a bit. “I’m really okay! Honestly, you’re always so serious.” He laughed, the sound seemed hollow to Aki’s ears.
“How did I get back?” He could estimate how, but Aki preferred knowing details anyway.
“Tatsurou-kun carried you. He called not long after you passed out, asking me where you lived and explained the situation. We agreed to meet here. He got here first, used your key to get in and set you down. He stayed until I got here. I would’ve been quicker if it hadn’t been for the traffic. He just didn’t want to leave you alone, it seems. Must’ve been worried..ah he said to call when you got up.”
Mizuki pulled out his cell phone, re-crossing his legs. His story seemed honest to Aki, so he believed it. The bassist was a little surprised by how Tatsurou had handled the situation; even though they had just met he had taken good care of Aki. He found it strange, for someone to be that kind seemed rare so he noted that he had to do something to at least make it up to the vocalist and thank him.
Aki watched the guitarist as he waited for Tatsurou to pick up, his mouth turning into his usual grin as the vocalist did. “Tatsurou-kun! Yeah, he’s awake. He seems better now. You want to talk to him? Hold on.”
Mizuki handed the phone to Aki before heading out of the room. “Do you always pass out around someone that makes you nervous? Aki-san certainly is faint of heart around attractive people.” Tatsurou teased, laughing.
Aki guessed that if Tatsurou was there, the vocalist would likely have invaded his space as normal and rolled his eyes; ignoring the remark. “Thank you for earlier…” He murmured.
Tatsurou’s voice switched from light-hearted to a more serious tone. “I just did something any respectable guy would’ve done in that situation, nothing more.”
“I don’t think people would do that as often as you believe. Human beings aren’t really that good-natured.”
“You don’t have much faith in people, do you? Yet I helped you out, even though we just met. Mizucchi came over as fast as he could, even though he seemed afraid of seeing you earlier. I’m sure if your other bandmates knew, they would’ve come as well.”
He had to admit that Tatsurou was right, although he hated being wrong. “Why did you help me?” He whispered, playing with his lip piercing.
The vocalist laughed lightly. “Mizucchi really cares a lot about you, you know? He told me about you before you and I met. Surely, he’d feel sad if something happened to you. He and I are friends, and I’d like to be friends with you.”
Aki was intrigued; most people seemed more interested in his bandmates. “Just because we’re both in bands, that doesn’t mean we have to be friends. Same things goes for the fact that you and Mizuki are friends.”
“Then let’s just start getting to know each other more.”
The bassist blinked. “Why are you so curious about me?”
“You seem like an interesting person.” Tatsurou just left it at that, and his answer was a simple yet meaningful one to Aki. “Anyway, I should let you go to have some alone time with Mizucchi. Since you seem to miss me a lot, I’ll stop by later.” The vocalist teased.
“Don’t you dare come over.” He muttered lowly.
“Hm? What was that? Did you say something? I’ll see you later not matter what you say. Bye, Ki-kun!”
Aki heard the vocalist hang up, closed the cell and searched for Mizuki. The guitarist had made some tea for him, and was lounging on his couch. He handed the younger man back his cell, sitting next to the other before sipping tea quietly.
“How was shopping with Tatsurou-kun? Other than you passing out, of course.” Mizuki smiled warmly at him.
“He’s…weird.” Aki could think of no other way to explain it.
The guitarist laughed lightly. “That’s pretty obvious. He’s a lot of fun, though. Definitely a good guy.”
He sighed, not really wishing to speak more. His headache had subsided and he felt healthier than he had earlier. Mizuki shifted, crossing his legs once again. He was unusually quiet, and leaned against Aki a bit.
“Do you really not remember last night?” The guitarist asked, quietly.
“Something happened, didn’t it?” Mizuki shifted away from him, the pair staring at each other. “Tell me.”
Mizuki’s cheerful expression pushed his fears aside. “Nothing, you’re being silly. You should take a shower or something. Might make you feel better.”
He drank more of the tea that the guitarist had made for him; listening as the other chattered endlessly on multiple topics ranging from silly to more serious ones. After finishing his tea he headed towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Aki stared at the mirror; his appearance didn’t look as bad as he thought it would.
He removed his clothes, his pale skin reflecting in the mirror; yet he had stopped looking at himself. Turning the water on, it felt comforting on his skin like the rain had, like how Tatsurou’s hands had felt, like when his guts were being taken out by the wolf. The shower seemed to Aki like an eternity yet lasted for no longer than usual and he stepped out. Turning the water off, he wrapped a towel around his waist; drying his hair with another before staring at his reflection again. His complexion looked better, but he noticed of marks on his chest. Taking a closer look, he realized what they were. Ideas in his head finally clicked together before he got out of the bathroom and discovered that Mizuki was gone, save for a small note.
Not feeling well again. Hope you get better soon. I’ll have one of the others call you later or something. Take care of yourself!
~Mi
He crumpled the letter in frustration, and if he had been a weaker person; he would’ve fallen to his knees. Faintly, he heard a knock at the door but didn’t care. He remembered few details, but sensed that he and Mizuki had slept together. The knocking grew louder and he heard his name being called, but that didn’t change the fact that Aki had sleep with -his- guitarist. Regaining his composure, he ripped the letter up before throwing it out and opening the door.
Tatsurou quirked an eyebrow as he looked over the bassist, who still just had a towel around his waist. “A-ah I knew there was something going on between you two! Sorry for interrupting..” The vocalist teased a little, but Aki could tell the other was really surprised.
“There’s nobody else here.” He opened the door more for Tatsurou. “Come in.”
Tatsurou entered, slipping off his shoes as Aki closed the door behind him. The bassist headed off to his room to get dressed, while the taller man lounged on his couch. When Aki returned, he noted how relaxed the other seemed; as if even though he had stress he could never be defeated. The bassist sat down nearby, but further from Tatsurou than he had sat with Mizuki. He wasn’t comfortable enough yet to be close to the vocalist.
His hair was still wet, framing his face. “You didn’t have to come over.”
“I wanted to check up on you.” Tatsurou inched over to the bassist.
Aki sighed. “You didn’t have to.”
The vocalist watched him seriously. “Something happened.”
“Quit being nosy.” Aki glared at the other.
“But I want to help out. Especially since Mizucchi cares a lot about you.”
“Mizuki-kun and I slept together last night, I think.” He turned his face away from the taller man’s gaze, his expression unreadable.
“Did you even ask to make sure that was the case?”
“No. If I say something to him, maybe it’ll screw up the band.” Sadie meant a lot to Aki, and he didn’t want to ruin it.
“You’re really protective of Sadie, aren’t you. No wonder you’re one of the bandleaders.” Tatsurou grinned softly at him.
Aki’s gaze returned to the vocalist, and he felt like smiling back; the taller man’s smile seemed contagious. If his hair had been dry, he would have hidden behind his bangs and smiled as well. Instead, the bassist opted for biting his lip a bit, staring straight into Tatsurou’s eyes.
The vocalist moved, tilting Aki’s face towards him. “So stubborn, being serious most of the time..I bet you have a calming smile.”
Aki moved his face away from Tatsurou’s hand, although the contact felt pleasant to him as it had earlier. “I’ll ask him about it. Since we’re friends, I’m sure if we talk things out; it’ll be okay.”
The taller man chuckled. “You’re strong, aren’t you? Facing things head-on rather than being a coward and let things be.”
“I’m just doing what I think I should. If I don’t it’ll continue to eat away at me.” He shrugged.
“Hmm..I suppose you’re right. Anyway, I should get going. I’m supposed to hang with the rest of my band tonight. I’ll give you my number.”
Tatsurou got up, sifted through his pocket and pulled out an empty gum wrapper. He reached over on Aki’s coffee table for a pen and messily wrote down his cell number for the bassist. Aki rolled his eyes as the vocalist handed over the scrap.
Getting up, the bassist led Tatsurou out to the door, the taller man pulling his shoes on before reaching it. “Call me soon, alright? Tell me how things turn out, or just call to hang out.”
Aki nodded before shutting the door after the other had left. Quietly, he could hear the vocalist humming a tune as he headed back to his bed; consciousness fading into the depths of sleep.