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AnCafe on Camping
Title: AnCafe on Camping
Chapters: 3/4
Author: bou_in_black
Genre: General, Romance, Humor, Super Natural, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Band: AnCafe (アンティック-珈琲店-)
Persons: Miku(みく) Kanon(カノン) Teruki (輝喜) Takuya, Yuuki(ゆうき) and Bou(坊 )
Pairing: Teruki x Bou (輝喜 x 坊)
Warnings: Boy x Boy Relationship, Language, and Sex.
Summary: The fic takes place shortly after AnCafé had released their Ryusei Rocket single. AnCafe is like any other popular Visual Kei band, busy writing new songs, shooting PV’s and so on, and one day Miku comes up with an idea, which seems to cause light at the end of a dark tunnel: They need to go champing. It’s a great way to get to know each other, and they need a break, but during that time lot’s of things occur.
Previous Chapters: 1
2
3
Ten minutes later the tent looked suspiciously clean, and well-ordered, and Teruki and Bou sat in the middle of the tidy tent, and panted.
“I’ve gotta ask, what… what was all this about?” Bou looked at Teruki, who looked blank.
“Erhm… it was about cleaning the tent.”
Bou gently pushed Teruki back, and climbed on top of him.
“Nooo. I mean the sex you fool.” He brought his face closer to Terukis, so the tip of their noses touched.
Teruki somehow looked relieved, and kissed Bous lips.
“That? It was about the two of us… being in love… showing affection toward one another.”
Bous eyes widened. “Are you in love with me?”
Teruki slowly nodded. “I’ve been in love with for a hell of a long time, you know. And you haven’t been too easy to get.”
“Have you been trying to get into my pants for such a long time?” Bou giggled astonished. “You pervert!”
“Shut up.” Teruki indignantly exclaimed. “It’s nothing like that. I wasn’t trying to get into your panties.” He raised an eyebrow.
Bou ignored the panty remark, and seated himself on top of Teruki. “Well, then tell me how long time you have been having a crush on me. I’m curious.”
Teruki smiled weakly and drew a deep breath.
“Ever since we made out on that couch, at Mikus party.” Teruki said in a singsong voice, a smug expression on his face.
“What?” Bou said, looking distrustfully at Teruki who lay beneath him. “But we never did that… Don’t you think you are confusing me with someone else?” His eyes gleamed alarmingly.
“No way!” Teruki exclaimed seeming a bit uncomfortable, yet he still managed to put on a playful smile. “I remember it clearly.”
“Well, it never happened.” Bou insisted. His voice sounded dismissive, and he moved away from Teruki, seating himself on his sleeping bag.
“But Bou, you were so turned on. Remember Kanon was hitting on girls and said “Hey, hey, hey. Hey” and Spark ate all of your Takoyaki? Then we went upstairs to sleep, and I took a shower and then… well… You have to remember.”
Bou grudgingly shook his head, wearing a troubled expression. “Must’ve been somebody else.”
“Right, ‘cos there were sooo many gay people besides you and me at that party.” Teruki snapped.
“Stop acting like that.” Bou hissed. “So what if I have forgotten about it? We only made out. We didn’t have sex or anything, we just kissed a bit.” Bou paused, as though he’d suddenly remembered something of great importance.
Teruki looked stunned. When he spoke, his words came out slowly and sounded utterly bitter. “When you can’t remember anything from that night, then why the fuck do you know, that we didn’t have sex?” His eyes pierced Bous. “Why the hell do you lie? You obviously remember everything.”
Teruki had raised his voice, and started to yell, not noticing that Bou had crumpled up. Teruki stopped abruptly, when his eyes fell on Bou, who had started to cry.
Teruki froze. He’d never seen Bou cry before. Now he cried before him, face hidden behind one hand, and the other hand tightened its grip around the Sugizo plushie. When he noticed that he had grabbed the plushie, he hastily let it go, and hid his face in both hands.
With mechanical motions, Teruki reached a hand out to touch Bous hair. “Sorry…” He mumbled helplessly, and drew closer, to awkwardly wrap an arm around Bous waist.
“Sorry.” He repeated, and for some reason, he grabbed the plushie, and tucked it into Bous arms.
“No, no…” Bou hiccupped and wiped his nose in Sugizo. “I overreacted. It’s just that, you were right. I was lying my ass off.”
Teruki looked thoughtfully at Bou, then nodded.
“It’s just that…” Bou sobbed violently, and desperately wiped his eyes. “I-I j-just… that night… I tried to forget about that night. B-b-because it meant so much t-to me.”
Teruki took Bous soaked hand and prevented him from wiping it off in his expensive-looking ALGONQUINS pants.
“Go on.” Teruki encouraged him.
Bou straightened himself up, and looked a bit more in control, when his eyes met Terukis and he continued. “I’d been crushing on you for a long time, and at that party, it all collided. You were wasted, and I was just hyped up, from all the smoking mixed with hookah. Not a good combination. Anyway Teru-kun, I liked you, and suddenly I found myself making out with you, and it felt great.”
“You were damn horny.” Teruki snickered, and Bou hit him.
“Shut up!” He said, miffed. “I’m trying to be all honest with you…”
“Sorry, sorry. Then… please go on.”
Bou did so. “Then I said that I couldn’t carry on, and left you on the couch.”
Teruki scratched his face. “And I never found out why?”
“Exactly. And you never asked the reason why. And it’s not like I’m still angry with you or anything, but the next morning, it really bugged me.”
“I never realized.” Teruki began in an apologetically tone, but Bou just waved his hands.
“No, no, that’s okay, but as I said I was kinda sad, because I’d hoped you liked me, but since you never brought it up, I assumed that that wasn’t the case, and it was due to you being drunk, that we even made out.”
“Why did you leave me on the couch if you wanted me?” Teruki asked interested.
“Dunno. It was too much probably. My childhood wasn’t easy, and my dad was… well, not fond of boys liking other boys. During my school years I’d been hiding the fact that I was into boys, though I somewhere within myself knew that I was, and I guess it became a part of me. Pretending to be straight that is. And it worked. I convinced my parents, my only friend at that time: Makoto, and Miku and Kanon. Even though I wore dresses I was able to convince them, that it was all fanservice.”
Bou took a deep breath. “So anyway, onto the other story: A couple of days later we started working on the songs for our -at that time- upcoming single…”
“Merry Making?”
“Yeah. There was supposed to be two songs on it, but only Kanons song was accepted. You thought my song was too sentimental, so it was never released.”
“I remember.” Teruki looked ashamed.
“But that’s okay too, you know.” Bou chirped with a forced smile on his face. “And that’s because, you didn’t know, that I had also written lyrics to the song. Actually, I never told any of you. I decided to wait and see, if the rest of you though my song was good enough, and then I planned on asking if I could be allowed to write lyrics, just the one time.” Bou shrugged.
“I think I would have allowed you to write some lyrics, if you had asked.” Teruki murmured, with a blank expression on his face. “But Bou-kun,” he looked up. “I still really don’t understand what you are getting at.”
“The explanation follows.” Bou said. “You see, the truth is, I kept those lyrics, because I wanted you to see them, and maybe they’d make you understand my feelings toward you. Wanna see ‘em?”
Teruki nodded vigorously. Bou grabbed a purple wallet from his backpack, and opened it.
A lot of photo stickers were stuck on its insides, and Teruki knew Bou had been using that particular wallet as longs as he’d known him. Therefore the wallet was characterized by the punk-look Bou had been partial to, a long time ago. He took something out of one of the rooms, and it was a folded piece of paper. Bou handed it to Teruki who keenly unfolded it.
At first glance, it didn’t appear to be a song. It was sloppily written, and it truly did look battered.
“Uhm, yeah. I was never a hard-working student, so forgive my handwriting, and spelling errors.”
“Oh, that. Didn’t even notice.” Teruki assured him, and started reading it. The words were as stunning as the handwriting.
Dear my love, dear my love,
To whom I gave my dress of white,
And kissed hidden in the night.
Tempted by the sweet delight.
Please, my love, please my love,
Don’t leave me to my escapism,
Yet don’t teach me realism,
When reality deceives.
You are my sky, which I can’t grasp.
It’s a hundred miles away,
And yet it’s watching over me in my sleep.
And if the sky fell down, and the world turned dark,
I would have you here, in my arms.
And if my vision blurred, into crimson red,
You’d share the tears I shed.
If you wont reach me soon,
I might just walk away,
But I’ll remember the doll you gave to me
On that day.
Dear my love, dear my love.
Loneliness is isolation,
In this endless desperation,
Coursed by your temptation.
Dear myself, dear myself.
Don’t you stay there in the doubtful sea of hope.
Far beyond the horizon, which is chains in your mind,
There might be, another one who’ll make you blind.
You are my sky, which I can’t grasp.
It’s a hundred miles away,
And yet it’s watching over me in my sleep.
And if I lost my mind, and the horizon was closing in
Maybe you’d forgive my sin..
And if you did forget, about that fatal night,
Then they are useless- the tears that I shed.
I’m beyond turning back.
This is driving me insane,
But you face remains in my heart.
And if the sky fell down, and the world turned dark,
I would have you here, in my arms.
And if my vision blurred, into crimson red,
You’d share the tears I shed.
If you wont reach me soon,
I might just walk away,
But I’ll remember the doll you gave to me
On that day.
Teruki handed the paper back to Bou. He looked moved.
Bou clumsily tucked the paper back into the wallet. “So…?” He began.
“Bou…” Teruki mumbled, with his head lowered. “I’d never ever let you write something for AnCafé, ‘cos this is the worst piece of sentimental crap I’ve seen.”
Bou bit down on his knuckles.
“But… you know.” Teruki said, with an honest smile on his face, as he stroked Bous light hair. “…I’m happy you finally let me see it. I don’t care if it sucks or not, but those are your feelings which I respect, and if you had showed me the lyrics back then, I would have realized that it was aimed for me. The doll in your song, it’s the Chinese one I gave you when I returned from Sadogashima, right? The one that broke.”
Bou smiled weakly. “I kept it though. Though it broke its leg. I was very happy when you gave me a gift. It felt like we were in a relationship.”
“When you say such things…” Teruki took Bous hand in his. Bou had bigger and more masculine looking hands than Teruki in real life. Terukis hands were delicate and small, which seemed weird.
“Aren’t you cute when you say such things.”
Bou shrugged, and sniggered. “I’m cute but my poetry sucks.”
They both grinned and hugged each other.
“So it’s obvious what to do.” Bou said. “I’m in love with you, and you in love with me. I’d find it kind of weird if we just left off here.”
“It would wouldn’t it?”
“So now we are…” Bous voice trailed off.
“Are we?”
“I guess.”
Teruki kissed Bou. Just a quick peck on the lips, but Bou got flustered.
The rain stopped, and Teruki cast a quick glance at his wrist watch. The digital numbers revealed that it was past eleven.
“Oh my God. We forgot about the dogs.” Teruki exclaimed.
“I hope Doggu’s all right!” Bou chipped in.
“And we have to talk to the rest of of the members about this too.”
“They already know.”
”Not the dogs. Don’t you think they have to know about the situation we are in.”
Bou glared at Teruki for second. “Nah, not really, no.”
Teruki opened his mouth about to retort, but Bou was quicker.
“Let’s just give it a little time, okay?”
“… Okay then.” Teruki surrendered.
“NYAPPY! How many bitches do we have to choke, to get revenge?”
Mikus voice rung right outside the tent. Bou and Teruki jumped up.
“God dammit.” Was all Teruki said.
“We have been wandering around in this SHITTY weather, in a forest, and there’s mud fucking everywhere! AND you two have been relaxing in this heavenly tent all this time. You ought to be eaten by goblins.”
Bou and Teruki exchanged lenient glares, when Miku said they had been relaxing.
The tent was violently ripped open, and four soaked boys stepped in, wearing gloomy expression on their faces.
“Your dogs…” Kanon who was the last one to step in, carried a dog under each arm. “are back…” He coughed, and shivered. “And I hate them.”
Bou giggled, and Doggu jumped onto him, to greet him.
“How did you manage to find them?” Teruki asked. The question was aimed at Takuya who had an attitude that was a little friendlier, than the others.
“We yelled…” Miku sighted, and Takuya looked helpless. “…And yelled.” Mikus voice was a little hoarse. “… and yelled.”
“And walked, and walked, and walked. “ Yuuki added, and collapsed onto his sleeping bag.
“Give me a towel.” Miku commanded, and grabbed one from Bous backpack, without permission.
When the six buddies were settled, Miku and Kanon with towels around their hair, Takuya wrapped in his sleeping bag, and Yuuki constantly coughing or sneezing, Kanon started asking questions.
“How was you night?” He had grabbed volume three of FullMetal Alchemist, and now it lay open in his lap.
“Boring.” Teruki and Bou jabbered at the same time.
“Must’ve been, since you went through the troubles of cleaning the tent.” Kanon said.
Takuya was unlike the rest of them, drinking Collagen 10000, and now he took a sip. The others were drinking tea.
“Really boring.” Teruki assured him, with Bou nodding vigorously behind his back.
The next morning they all got up late.
Yuukis foot had healed completely and today they had decided to return home.
“I have to tell you something.” Bou pulled Teruki aside, while the others packed.
Bou pulled Teruki by the hand to the edge of the wood.
“Do I wanna hear it?” Teruki asked in concern.
Bou laughed, which made a relieved smile show on Terukis face.
“It’s not something bad, I just want to tell you something I forgot to let you know yesterday.”
Teruki pulled Bou close, and wrapped his arms protectively around him. “Let me hear it then, so I can help you.”
Bou smiled. “The lyrics to my song…”
“Not those damned lyrics again…” Teruki teased, and kissed the top of Bous head.
“I intent to glue them to our bedroom, when we move together.”
“You have planned it already?” Teruki raised an eyebrow.
“Anyway.” Bou said evasively. “Do you remember the line: If you wont reach me soon, I might just walk away?”
“Painfully clear.”
“I really did walk away, you know. My love for you drove me insane, that’s why I left the band.”
“Eeh? So you are saying that you want to return to AnCafé. Bou for Gods sake!” Terukis voice quivered. ”This is serious.”
Bou rapidly shook his head. “No, I don’t want to return. Let me explain: I didn’t lie about anything back then. I really had been building this feeling up inside me. This feeling, which told me that this wasn’t my dream anymore. People change, and AnCafé was my childish way of replacing my childhood, which wasn’t very good, with a new one. But one day I had to face the fact, that for the rest of the members, AnCafé wasn’t about escaping something by building something up that was better than what you tried to escape from. AnCafé was your life, and an important matter, and I felt that I wasn’t true to AnCafé. This feeling was mixed with the feeling of love. Love towards you. My love for you and my feeling of deceiving AnCafé resulted in me quitting. I just wanted you to know.”
“So you are happy with your café?”
Bou nodded and smiled brightly.
“I’m glad.” Teruki said, and hugged Bou even tighter.
Bou cast his vicious glare upon his partner. “And... We are gonna move in together.” He proclaimed.
“Oh!” Teruki feigned astonishment. “Does BOU-san really think I can survive living in the disorder BOU-san likes to call his apartment?”
”Yesss.” Bou hissed right into Teruki pierced ear. He gently bit down on the lowest piercing, and Teruki let out a yelp in surprise. Then he shivered in pleasure. “TERU-san better accept the fact that we are gonna live together… or else.”
“Else what?” Teruki shook his head. “By the way, do you know whispering into my ear turns me on?”
“Really?” Bou snickered. “That’s so cute. I’ll have to remember that.”
“You better.” Came the muffled reply.
Terukis hands curiously explored Bous small body, by roaming over it with his hands. He gently touched the smaller ones chest, and pinched a nipple, hidden beneath the thin, white t-shirt Bou was wearing. Shivers went through Bous body, and he moaned softly. Terukis hands travelled south, and he placed his hands on Bous hips and then kissed his lips.
“Ummm.” Was all Bou could say, and kissed back.
With a twinkle in his eye, Teruki moved let his hands slide lower, and gently touched Bous butt.
Bou didn’t complain, so Teruki dared to pinch it a bit roughly, but then Bou yelped, and flinched, so he stopped it.
“You can be so mean!” Bou whinged, and rubbed his bottom, looking huffy.
“But I’m your boyfriend now. If I can’t touch your ass, it’s boring.”
Bou formed his lips in his notorious pout. “You can touch it, as long as you are gentle.” He promised, and rested his head on Terukis chest.
“Okay then, I’ll be gentle.” Teruki answered, and his hands glided down to Bous butt.
“Actually…”
“Actually?”
”I think we are perfect together.” Bou flashed a bright confident smile to Teruki, who smiled back.
“I agree.”
“Ehh, Teruki… you… kinda forgot to pack your…” Kanons voice trailed off, and the last word “luggage” was almost inaudible.
Teruki and Bou frowned, and looked completely like statues for a long time, and all of a sudden they jumped away from each other, looking confused and embarrassed.
“What… the… fuck?”
That was Mikus voice.
Terukis eyes fell on Mikus head, which was sticking out from one of the tents.
Bous eyes widened even further, when he saw Takuya standing outside the tent, starring back at him, with an open backpack in his hands.
Yuuki came out of the tent, looking confused.
“What happened? Why are you all so silent all of a sudden?”
No one cared to reply.
“Erhm.. actually we have something…”
Bou was drowned by Mikus voice.
“Are you guys gay?”
Miku looked scary when he was so confused. “Well, I… this is just… I though the whole skirt-thing was because of us being a visual band… and Teruki you always appeared a bit gay, but I never though… Just… Oh my God.”
“This is embarrassing.” Bou mumbled, refusing to meet his friends’ eyes.
Teruki swallowed a couple of times, and bit down on his lip. Then he looked up, full of renewed fighting-spirit. “We are actually gay.” He said. His voice was still a bit shaky. “And frankly, we haven’t been in a relationship with each other very long, so it’s new to us too. That is why we decided, to wait a bit with telling you all about it. But yeah.” He gesticulated. “As you can see, we are gay.”
Miku looked at Kanon who looked at Yuuki, who looked at Takuya, who looked shaken. Kanon on the other hand started to smile teasingly.
“It’s a bit of a chock.” Miku admitted, “but still, it’s cool, right guys?” He looked at the rest of them, who nodded.
“Did you all see that Teruki was grabbing Bous ass?” Kanon snickered knowingly, and the others laughed.
“Eeh, was I the only one who missed it?” Yuuki whined.
“I bet you wanted to see it.” Miku poked him in the chest. “You perverted man!”
“What?” He poked back.
“Hey get outta my personal space. I’m awesome, and true awsomeness demands some space, you know!”
“Could you forget about damn macros already.” Takuya pleaded.
The rest of the day Kanon, Yuuki, Takuya and Miku got that hint of a teasing smile on their faces and a sloppy voice, whenever they were talking to Bou or Teruki. That kind of smile an annoying father gets, when his daughter has got her first boyfriend, and he wants to mock her.
Bou and Teruki didn’t seem care though. It had been a lovely holiday, and the future shined brightly before all of them.
A/N: Was it too long? It probably was, but I really enjoyed writing this nonetheless. I also really tried to make the characters seem real and in character all the time, so I tried to write how I though they’d act in the given situations. I hope it worked out.
Oh, and I’d like to comment on my crappy song in the fic. Yes I know it sucks, but it was supposed to be like that, hehe.
Hope you enjoyed reading my looong, loooong fic, and please comment on it ;D
Title: AnCafe on Camping
Chapters: 3/4
Author: bou_in_black
Genre: General, Romance, Humor, Super Natural, Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Band: AnCafe (アンティック-珈琲店-)
Persons: Miku(みく) Kanon(カノン) Teruki (輝喜) Takuya, Yuuki(ゆうき) and Bou(坊 )
Pairing: Teruki x Bou (輝喜 x 坊)
Warnings: Boy x Boy Relationship, Language, and Sex.
Summary: The fic takes place shortly after AnCafé had released their Ryusei Rocket single. AnCafe is like any other popular Visual Kei band, busy writing new songs, shooting PV’s and so on, and one day Miku comes up with an idea, which seems to cause light at the end of a dark tunnel: They need to go champing. It’s a great way to get to know each other, and they need a break, but during that time lot’s of things occur.
Previous Chapters: 1
2
3
Ten minutes later the tent looked suspiciously clean, and well-ordered, and Teruki and Bou sat in the middle of the tidy tent, and panted.
“I’ve gotta ask, what… what was all this about?” Bou looked at Teruki, who looked blank.
“Erhm… it was about cleaning the tent.”
Bou gently pushed Teruki back, and climbed on top of him.
“Nooo. I mean the sex you fool.” He brought his face closer to Terukis, so the tip of their noses touched.
Teruki somehow looked relieved, and kissed Bous lips.
“That? It was about the two of us… being in love… showing affection toward one another.”
Bous eyes widened. “Are you in love with me?”
Teruki slowly nodded. “I’ve been in love with for a hell of a long time, you know. And you haven’t been too easy to get.”
“Have you been trying to get into my pants for such a long time?” Bou giggled astonished. “You pervert!”
“Shut up.” Teruki indignantly exclaimed. “It’s nothing like that. I wasn’t trying to get into your panties.” He raised an eyebrow.
Bou ignored the panty remark, and seated himself on top of Teruki. “Well, then tell me how long time you have been having a crush on me. I’m curious.”
Teruki smiled weakly and drew a deep breath.
“Ever since we made out on that couch, at Mikus party.” Teruki said in a singsong voice, a smug expression on his face.
“What?” Bou said, looking distrustfully at Teruki who lay beneath him. “But we never did that… Don’t you think you are confusing me with someone else?” His eyes gleamed alarmingly.
“No way!” Teruki exclaimed seeming a bit uncomfortable, yet he still managed to put on a playful smile. “I remember it clearly.”
“Well, it never happened.” Bou insisted. His voice sounded dismissive, and he moved away from Teruki, seating himself on his sleeping bag.
“But Bou, you were so turned on. Remember Kanon was hitting on girls and said “Hey, hey, hey. Hey” and Spark ate all of your Takoyaki? Then we went upstairs to sleep, and I took a shower and then… well… You have to remember.”
Bou grudgingly shook his head, wearing a troubled expression. “Must’ve been somebody else.”
“Right, ‘cos there were sooo many gay people besides you and me at that party.” Teruki snapped.
“Stop acting like that.” Bou hissed. “So what if I have forgotten about it? We only made out. We didn’t have sex or anything, we just kissed a bit.” Bou paused, as though he’d suddenly remembered something of great importance.
Teruki looked stunned. When he spoke, his words came out slowly and sounded utterly bitter. “When you can’t remember anything from that night, then why the fuck do you know, that we didn’t have sex?” His eyes pierced Bous. “Why the hell do you lie? You obviously remember everything.”
Teruki had raised his voice, and started to yell, not noticing that Bou had crumpled up. Teruki stopped abruptly, when his eyes fell on Bou, who had started to cry.
Teruki froze. He’d never seen Bou cry before. Now he cried before him, face hidden behind one hand, and the other hand tightened its grip around the Sugizo plushie. When he noticed that he had grabbed the plushie, he hastily let it go, and hid his face in both hands.
With mechanical motions, Teruki reached a hand out to touch Bous hair. “Sorry…” He mumbled helplessly, and drew closer, to awkwardly wrap an arm around Bous waist.
“Sorry.” He repeated, and for some reason, he grabbed the plushie, and tucked it into Bous arms.
“No, no…” Bou hiccupped and wiped his nose in Sugizo. “I overreacted. It’s just that, you were right. I was lying my ass off.”
Teruki looked thoughtfully at Bou, then nodded.
“It’s just that…” Bou sobbed violently, and desperately wiped his eyes. “I-I j-just… that night… I tried to forget about that night. B-b-because it meant so much t-to me.”
Teruki took Bous soaked hand and prevented him from wiping it off in his expensive-looking ALGONQUINS pants.
“Go on.” Teruki encouraged him.
Bou straightened himself up, and looked a bit more in control, when his eyes met Terukis and he continued. “I’d been crushing on you for a long time, and at that party, it all collided. You were wasted, and I was just hyped up, from all the smoking mixed with hookah. Not a good combination. Anyway Teru-kun, I liked you, and suddenly I found myself making out with you, and it felt great.”
“You were damn horny.” Teruki snickered, and Bou hit him.
“Shut up!” He said, miffed. “I’m trying to be all honest with you…”
“Sorry, sorry. Then… please go on.”
Bou did so. “Then I said that I couldn’t carry on, and left you on the couch.”
Teruki scratched his face. “And I never found out why?”
“Exactly. And you never asked the reason why. And it’s not like I’m still angry with you or anything, but the next morning, it really bugged me.”
“I never realized.” Teruki began in an apologetically tone, but Bou just waved his hands.
“No, no, that’s okay, but as I said I was kinda sad, because I’d hoped you liked me, but since you never brought it up, I assumed that that wasn’t the case, and it was due to you being drunk, that we even made out.”
“Why did you leave me on the couch if you wanted me?” Teruki asked interested.
“Dunno. It was too much probably. My childhood wasn’t easy, and my dad was… well, not fond of boys liking other boys. During my school years I’d been hiding the fact that I was into boys, though I somewhere within myself knew that I was, and I guess it became a part of me. Pretending to be straight that is. And it worked. I convinced my parents, my only friend at that time: Makoto, and Miku and Kanon. Even though I wore dresses I was able to convince them, that it was all fanservice.”
Bou took a deep breath. “So anyway, onto the other story: A couple of days later we started working on the songs for our -at that time- upcoming single…”
“Merry Making?”
“Yeah. There was supposed to be two songs on it, but only Kanons song was accepted. You thought my song was too sentimental, so it was never released.”
“I remember.” Teruki looked ashamed.
“But that’s okay too, you know.” Bou chirped with a forced smile on his face. “And that’s because, you didn’t know, that I had also written lyrics to the song. Actually, I never told any of you. I decided to wait and see, if the rest of you though my song was good enough, and then I planned on asking if I could be allowed to write lyrics, just the one time.” Bou shrugged.
“I think I would have allowed you to write some lyrics, if you had asked.” Teruki murmured, with a blank expression on his face. “But Bou-kun,” he looked up. “I still really don’t understand what you are getting at.”
“The explanation follows.” Bou said. “You see, the truth is, I kept those lyrics, because I wanted you to see them, and maybe they’d make you understand my feelings toward you. Wanna see ‘em?”
Teruki nodded vigorously. Bou grabbed a purple wallet from his backpack, and opened it.
A lot of photo stickers were stuck on its insides, and Teruki knew Bou had been using that particular wallet as longs as he’d known him. Therefore the wallet was characterized by the punk-look Bou had been partial to, a long time ago. He took something out of one of the rooms, and it was a folded piece of paper. Bou handed it to Teruki who keenly unfolded it.
At first glance, it didn’t appear to be a song. It was sloppily written, and it truly did look battered.
“Uhm, yeah. I was never a hard-working student, so forgive my handwriting, and spelling errors.”
“Oh, that. Didn’t even notice.” Teruki assured him, and started reading it. The words were as stunning as the handwriting.
Dear my love, dear my love,
To whom I gave my dress of white,
And kissed hidden in the night.
Tempted by the sweet delight.
Please, my love, please my love,
Don’t leave me to my escapism,
Yet don’t teach me realism,
When reality deceives.
You are my sky, which I can’t grasp.
It’s a hundred miles away,
And yet it’s watching over me in my sleep.
And if the sky fell down, and the world turned dark,
I would have you here, in my arms.
And if my vision blurred, into crimson red,
You’d share the tears I shed.
If you wont reach me soon,
I might just walk away,
But I’ll remember the doll you gave to me
On that day.
Dear my love, dear my love.
Loneliness is isolation,
In this endless desperation,
Coursed by your temptation.
Dear myself, dear myself.
Don’t you stay there in the doubtful sea of hope.
Far beyond the horizon, which is chains in your mind,
There might be, another one who’ll make you blind.
You are my sky, which I can’t grasp.
It’s a hundred miles away,
And yet it’s watching over me in my sleep.
And if I lost my mind, and the horizon was closing in
Maybe you’d forgive my sin..
And if you did forget, about that fatal night,
Then they are useless- the tears that I shed.
I’m beyond turning back.
This is driving me insane,
But you face remains in my heart.
And if the sky fell down, and the world turned dark,
I would have you here, in my arms.
And if my vision blurred, into crimson red,
You’d share the tears I shed.
If you wont reach me soon,
I might just walk away,
But I’ll remember the doll you gave to me
On that day.
Teruki handed the paper back to Bou. He looked moved.
Bou clumsily tucked the paper back into the wallet. “So…?” He began.
“Bou…” Teruki mumbled, with his head lowered. “I’d never ever let you write something for AnCafé, ‘cos this is the worst piece of sentimental crap I’ve seen.”
Bou bit down on his knuckles.
“But… you know.” Teruki said, with an honest smile on his face, as he stroked Bous light hair. “…I’m happy you finally let me see it. I don’t care if it sucks or not, but those are your feelings which I respect, and if you had showed me the lyrics back then, I would have realized that it was aimed for me. The doll in your song, it’s the Chinese one I gave you when I returned from Sadogashima, right? The one that broke.”
Bou smiled weakly. “I kept it though. Though it broke its leg. I was very happy when you gave me a gift. It felt like we were in a relationship.”
“When you say such things…” Teruki took Bous hand in his. Bou had bigger and more masculine looking hands than Teruki in real life. Terukis hands were delicate and small, which seemed weird.
“Aren’t you cute when you say such things.”
Bou shrugged, and sniggered. “I’m cute but my poetry sucks.”
They both grinned and hugged each other.
“So it’s obvious what to do.” Bou said. “I’m in love with you, and you in love with me. I’d find it kind of weird if we just left off here.”
“It would wouldn’t it?”
“So now we are…” Bous voice trailed off.
“Are we?”
“I guess.”
Teruki kissed Bou. Just a quick peck on the lips, but Bou got flustered.
The rain stopped, and Teruki cast a quick glance at his wrist watch. The digital numbers revealed that it was past eleven.
“Oh my God. We forgot about the dogs.” Teruki exclaimed.
“I hope Doggu’s all right!” Bou chipped in.
“And we have to talk to the rest of of the members about this too.”
“They already know.”
”Not the dogs. Don’t you think they have to know about the situation we are in.”
Bou glared at Teruki for second. “Nah, not really, no.”
Teruki opened his mouth about to retort, but Bou was quicker.
“Let’s just give it a little time, okay?”
“… Okay then.” Teruki surrendered.
“NYAPPY! How many bitches do we have to choke, to get revenge?”
Mikus voice rung right outside the tent. Bou and Teruki jumped up.
“God dammit.” Was all Teruki said.
“We have been wandering around in this SHITTY weather, in a forest, and there’s mud fucking everywhere! AND you two have been relaxing in this heavenly tent all this time. You ought to be eaten by goblins.”
Bou and Teruki exchanged lenient glares, when Miku said they had been relaxing.
The tent was violently ripped open, and four soaked boys stepped in, wearing gloomy expression on their faces.
“Your dogs…” Kanon who was the last one to step in, carried a dog under each arm. “are back…” He coughed, and shivered. “And I hate them.”
Bou giggled, and Doggu jumped onto him, to greet him.
“How did you manage to find them?” Teruki asked. The question was aimed at Takuya who had an attitude that was a little friendlier, than the others.
“We yelled…” Miku sighted, and Takuya looked helpless. “…And yelled.” Mikus voice was a little hoarse. “… and yelled.”
“And walked, and walked, and walked. “ Yuuki added, and collapsed onto his sleeping bag.
“Give me a towel.” Miku commanded, and grabbed one from Bous backpack, without permission.
When the six buddies were settled, Miku and Kanon with towels around their hair, Takuya wrapped in his sleeping bag, and Yuuki constantly coughing or sneezing, Kanon started asking questions.
“How was you night?” He had grabbed volume three of FullMetal Alchemist, and now it lay open in his lap.
“Boring.” Teruki and Bou jabbered at the same time.
“Must’ve been, since you went through the troubles of cleaning the tent.” Kanon said.
Takuya was unlike the rest of them, drinking Collagen 10000, and now he took a sip. The others were drinking tea.
“Really boring.” Teruki assured him, with Bou nodding vigorously behind his back.
The next morning they all got up late.
Yuukis foot had healed completely and today they had decided to return home.
“I have to tell you something.” Bou pulled Teruki aside, while the others packed.
Bou pulled Teruki by the hand to the edge of the wood.
“Do I wanna hear it?” Teruki asked in concern.
Bou laughed, which made a relieved smile show on Terukis face.
“It’s not something bad, I just want to tell you something I forgot to let you know yesterday.”
Teruki pulled Bou close, and wrapped his arms protectively around him. “Let me hear it then, so I can help you.”
Bou smiled. “The lyrics to my song…”
“Not those damned lyrics again…” Teruki teased, and kissed the top of Bous head.
“I intent to glue them to our bedroom, when we move together.”
“You have planned it already?” Teruki raised an eyebrow.
“Anyway.” Bou said evasively. “Do you remember the line: If you wont reach me soon, I might just walk away?”
“Painfully clear.”
“I really did walk away, you know. My love for you drove me insane, that’s why I left the band.”
“Eeh? So you are saying that you want to return to AnCafé. Bou for Gods sake!” Terukis voice quivered. ”This is serious.”
Bou rapidly shook his head. “No, I don’t want to return. Let me explain: I didn’t lie about anything back then. I really had been building this feeling up inside me. This feeling, which told me that this wasn’t my dream anymore. People change, and AnCafé was my childish way of replacing my childhood, which wasn’t very good, with a new one. But one day I had to face the fact, that for the rest of the members, AnCafé wasn’t about escaping something by building something up that was better than what you tried to escape from. AnCafé was your life, and an important matter, and I felt that I wasn’t true to AnCafé. This feeling was mixed with the feeling of love. Love towards you. My love for you and my feeling of deceiving AnCafé resulted in me quitting. I just wanted you to know.”
“So you are happy with your café?”
Bou nodded and smiled brightly.
“I’m glad.” Teruki said, and hugged Bou even tighter.
Bou cast his vicious glare upon his partner. “And... We are gonna move in together.” He proclaimed.
“Oh!” Teruki feigned astonishment. “Does BOU-san really think I can survive living in the disorder BOU-san likes to call his apartment?”
”Yesss.” Bou hissed right into Teruki pierced ear. He gently bit down on the lowest piercing, and Teruki let out a yelp in surprise. Then he shivered in pleasure. “TERU-san better accept the fact that we are gonna live together… or else.”
“Else what?” Teruki shook his head. “By the way, do you know whispering into my ear turns me on?”
“Really?” Bou snickered. “That’s so cute. I’ll have to remember that.”
“You better.” Came the muffled reply.
Terukis hands curiously explored Bous small body, by roaming over it with his hands. He gently touched the smaller ones chest, and pinched a nipple, hidden beneath the thin, white t-shirt Bou was wearing. Shivers went through Bous body, and he moaned softly. Terukis hands travelled south, and he placed his hands on Bous hips and then kissed his lips.
“Ummm.” Was all Bou could say, and kissed back.
With a twinkle in his eye, Teruki moved let his hands slide lower, and gently touched Bous butt.
Bou didn’t complain, so Teruki dared to pinch it a bit roughly, but then Bou yelped, and flinched, so he stopped it.
“You can be so mean!” Bou whinged, and rubbed his bottom, looking huffy.
“But I’m your boyfriend now. If I can’t touch your ass, it’s boring.”
Bou formed his lips in his notorious pout. “You can touch it, as long as you are gentle.” He promised, and rested his head on Terukis chest.
“Okay then, I’ll be gentle.” Teruki answered, and his hands glided down to Bous butt.
“Actually…”
“Actually?”
”I think we are perfect together.” Bou flashed a bright confident smile to Teruki, who smiled back.
“I agree.”
“Ehh, Teruki… you… kinda forgot to pack your…” Kanons voice trailed off, and the last word “luggage” was almost inaudible.
Teruki and Bou frowned, and looked completely like statues for a long time, and all of a sudden they jumped away from each other, looking confused and embarrassed.
“What… the… fuck?”
That was Mikus voice.
Terukis eyes fell on Mikus head, which was sticking out from one of the tents.
Bous eyes widened even further, when he saw Takuya standing outside the tent, starring back at him, with an open backpack in his hands.
Yuuki came out of the tent, looking confused.
“What happened? Why are you all so silent all of a sudden?”
No one cared to reply.
“Erhm.. actually we have something…”
Bou was drowned by Mikus voice.
“Are you guys gay?”
Miku looked scary when he was so confused. “Well, I… this is just… I though the whole skirt-thing was because of us being a visual band… and Teruki you always appeared a bit gay, but I never though… Just… Oh my God.”
“This is embarrassing.” Bou mumbled, refusing to meet his friends’ eyes.
Teruki swallowed a couple of times, and bit down on his lip. Then he looked up, full of renewed fighting-spirit. “We are actually gay.” He said. His voice was still a bit shaky. “And frankly, we haven’t been in a relationship with each other very long, so it’s new to us too. That is why we decided, to wait a bit with telling you all about it. But yeah.” He gesticulated. “As you can see, we are gay.”
Miku looked at Kanon who looked at Yuuki, who looked at Takuya, who looked shaken. Kanon on the other hand started to smile teasingly.
“It’s a bit of a chock.” Miku admitted, “but still, it’s cool, right guys?” He looked at the rest of them, who nodded.
“Did you all see that Teruki was grabbing Bous ass?” Kanon snickered knowingly, and the others laughed.
“Eeh, was I the only one who missed it?” Yuuki whined.
“I bet you wanted to see it.” Miku poked him in the chest. “You perverted man!”
“What?” He poked back.
“Hey get outta my personal space. I’m awesome, and true awsomeness demands some space, you know!”
“Could you forget about damn macros already.” Takuya pleaded.
The rest of the day Kanon, Yuuki, Takuya and Miku got that hint of a teasing smile on their faces and a sloppy voice, whenever they were talking to Bou or Teruki. That kind of smile an annoying father gets, when his daughter has got her first boyfriend, and he wants to mock her.
Bou and Teruki didn’t seem care though. It had been a lovely holiday, and the future shined brightly before all of them.
A/N: Was it too long? It probably was, but I really enjoyed writing this nonetheless. I also really tried to make the characters seem real and in character all the time, so I tried to write how I though they’d act in the given situations. I hope it worked out.
Oh, and I’d like to comment on my crappy song in the fic. Yes I know it sucks, but it was supposed to be like that, hehe.
Hope you enjoyed reading my looong, loooong fic, and please comment on it ;D