# 10. MHDAD- Chapter 28
Title: My Heart Draws A Dream!
Author: EarnestInBerlin or cock_a_hoop69
Theme: 28. Jealousy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: MiyavixBou (main)
Band[s]: Solo Miyavi, Antic Cafe
Disclaimer: Zip. Zilch. Nada.
Comments: Finally! I updated! xD
Summary: Arc Two. So Miyavi and Bou are over the whole yakuza affair. Time for the couple to happily move on with their lives and go shopping right? Wrong! Someone from the past comes and ruins the picture, well form where Miyavi stands and is trying to take away his pretty little bomb shell with his perfect model smile.
Previously:
Chapitre Un
Chapitre Deux
Chapitre Trois
Chapitre Quatre
Chapitre Cinq
Chapitre Six
Chapitre Sept (Bonus Chapter)
Chapitre Huit
Chapitre Neuf
Chapitre Dix
Chapitre Onze
Chapitre Douze
Chapitre Treize
Chapitre Quatorze
Chapitre Quinze
Chapitre Seize
Chapitre Dix-sept
Chapitre Dix-Huit
Chapitre Vingt
Chapitre Vingt-et-un
Chapitre Vingt-deux
Chapitre Vingt-Trois (Bonus Chapter Again!)
Chapitre Vingt-Quatre
Chapitre Vingt-Cinq
Chapitre Vingt-Six
Chapitre Vingt-Sept
“Teruki! Let’s take a picture together!” Bou squealed while he tugged his friend’s arm, he carried the disposable camera with him and began clicking madly away as his friend tried to smile awkwardly. Bou was having the time of his life, happy and trying his best to keep himself from being too overbearing with his friend. He couldn’t help it, it’s been so long since he’s last seen him and all he wanted was to ask how was he? Did he go to a lot of countries? And what happened? Why did he come back?
Yet there was no time for that, he had to take pictures and they had to reminisce on the old times together they spent. Sometimes under the stars, counting those little twinkles of light up above their head, and very often, Bou would laugh very hard as Teruki would tell a particular memory. Miku would too and he would lean in and try to whisper stuff into a Kanon’s ear once in a while. The raven haired boy would giggle and nudged Teruki, the latter’s face in turn would brighten up and he would sneer at Bou. The blond would hear a snarky comment directed to him and he would slap at them for being such bastards.
In all of this, Miyavi felt out of place. His boyfriend was giggling and happy, waving his hands and always trying to deny some stupid childish secret whenever they would put up one on the table. Miyavi tried to look amused, which was hard when you really can’t understand what on earth they were talking about.
“Oh come on... you totally had that little... thing!” Kanon shouted in a bit of happy frustration, he couldn’t supply the real name of that missing thing but it didn’t really matter that much as Teruki punched in.
“Well, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking really...!” Teruki shook his head, his eyes shined with the knowledge that contradicted his words, “So unless you tell me what this thing is, I’m not going to say anything at all!”
“Aaaw, come on Miku” Kanon shoved his friend playfully, “You know what it is, help me out here!”
“Damn it! I can’t remember!” the brunette slammed his fist against the table, his chagrin making Teruki smile rather smugly at his friends who were all trying to figure out exactly what he meant.
Miyavi didn’t like Teruki.
Just because he and Bou used to be friends before doesn’t exactly explain why he’s all over the boy like he was some sort of meat. He was hugging all the way from school to their home, pinching his cheek and was just warming up to him oh so deliberately. And what made it worse was the fact that Teruki enjoyed the attention, he was slapping and holding hands with Bou even stole a kiss on the cheek from him.
That bastard, Miyavi tried his best to smile at the happy jokes that most or which all he didn’t get at all and the old walk down memory lanes.
Of course, Bou introduced him to them, was damn proud about it. But that didn’t seem to make Teruki falter, though Miyavi could’ve sworn he saw that grin of his twist just tiny bit sinister at the true mention of their relationship. But as mentioned, Teruki either didn’t care or he was just really good at hiding his emotions.
Miyavi was running with the second option.
Teruki was laughing again, how many times do you really need to laugh in one session? He tried his best not to let one of his slurs fall out of his mouth. It wasn’t like he has anything against the raven haired boy, he was cool, he seemed nice and he didn’t look like too much from trouble.
God, Miyavi swears, one more time, if he laughs, he will not hesitate to strangle him. He was not jealous by the way, if that’s what you’re thinking because there was no way in the nine circles of hell would he ever think that way. He trusts Bou, with all his heart and all of the making of his soul, he trusts his Bomb shell. But he doesn’t like how that slime ball Teruki is all over him, the way he would put his arms over the blonde’s shoulders.
What the up is that?
“Oh god, guys” Bou wrapped his arms Miyavi, after sensing some sort of bad vibes from his boyfriend, “My boyfriend is feeling out of place, don’t leave him out!”
Oh. My. God. Miyavi thought as he tried his best not to take off the smile he had on his face, that son of a gun laughed again.
“That’s all right Miyavi” Teruki smiled, and Miyavi didn’t like one bit. Thought how stupid he looked, and how ridiculous and crooked and ugly he looked when he smiled. Miyavi isn’t jealous by the way, “You’re a good friend to us”
“Bou is so lucky!” Miku whined, as he pouted at Kanon’s direction, “He snagged a hot right boyfriend! When can I find my fantasy boy?”
“What are you looking at me for?” Kanon sneered, “Don’t tell me, you’re thinking of me... I won’t be anyone’s sugar daddy!”
“I didn’t mean Sugar Daddy!” Miku pushed the other boy away. Kanon, in Miyavi’s book is okay, he wasn’t that bad really. Though he looked too... emo in Miyavi’s opinion but he didn’t mind the way his hair was just way too slick. It has to be noted that he isn’t as riled over Kanon, unlike he is with Teruki.
“Hey, guys.... I have like an idea, why don’t we go out? You know, I mean... let’s go eat somewhere or go to some club, then party like there’s no tomorrow. It’ll be so fucking fun” Teruki said, looking at everyone but his eyes stopping over at Bou’s for a long time before shifting away to the others.
“I don’t do parties well” Bou said with his brows creasing, he was holding Miyavi’s hand when he said this under the table. He gripped his boyfriend’s hand rather tightly, “I mean... You know me, I’m not good at that stuff”
“Oh come on, Bou” Kanon smiled, liking the thought of parties. Then in a hurried whisper he added, “I know this cool rave happening at Sand Castle. Everyone who is ever anyone is coming, you guys... should totally come, and it will be really great!”
“Oh, oh, when?” Miku asked excitedly.
“Next... next week... Friday” Kanon replied.
“Bou, can we go, please?” Miku pouted at his friend, looking all begging like a little puppy. Or more like a teenager who was pleading for time to go out, “I promise I’ll be home before it gets too dark!”
“What you say, Meev?”
The older student looked at Bou; from how he sees it, the blond didn’t really want to go. He could tell from the way the hand under the table seemed to tighten on his, he should say No. They didn’t have to go, especially since he already heard about this party and he’s been attending parties like those over a billion times and it was the same boring lame ass event.
But... is that Teruki jerk smirking at him? Really?
“Why not?” Miyavi said, directing his eyes at Bou’s, “I mean...”
“Ka-ching!” Kanon squealed happily, he and Miku shared double high fives.
Bou actually stared at him, and he was giving Miyavi this face that was trying not to look too bothered by his decision. But Miyavi was ignoring him, even though his hand was gripping Bou tightly as if to reassure him of his decision.
The blond sighed amidst the happy cheers of his roommate and old acquaintances.
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“Hey, what’s up with you?” Bou asked Miyavi, holding his hand while he stared at him in full concern. It’s been two days since their encounter with Kanon and Teruki. Bou has been seeing much of those two; apparently Kanon decided to drop out of school to pursue a modelling contract and won’t be back until next year. Teruki on the other hand hasn’t stated his reason but it seemed like he’ll be part of the picture for a long while.
They were at the SKIN’s private place on top of the cafeteria. Miyavi still has his arm on a cast, and the blond was attending to him like he always does as of the recent. Bou sat right in front of the other, on top of a table while Miyavi was sitting on a chair like a normal person would.
“Me?” Miyavi shot the question back at the blond, “What do you mean?”
“You... don’t seem like yourself lately Miyavi” Bou said, looking concerned at Miyavi, “Is it because of the others?”
“What makes you say, Bomb shell?”
“I mean... you’re so distant for some reason...” he said, fiddling with the ore-sama’s fingers, “I mean I know its... all awkward and all... but they’re my friends...”
“Oh, them...” Miyavi had to suppress himself from curling his lip, it was a success, “I mean, there’s nothing wrong with them. I like your friends-”
“But you’re so quiet, are you sure you’re not uncomfortable? I mean I know you want to spend more time with me and stuff...” Bou said, looking down on the floor, then he remembered the taller boy’s reply to the invitation and then lifted his gaze back up to the other, “You didn’t have to say yes to the party too if you didn’t want to go”
“Oh... about that” Miyavi looked at Bou straight in the eyes. Should he tell him? It felt stupid to tell him, and how can he? For Christ’s sakes, they were best friends; of course they’re close. That’s the whole point of best friends! But it’s that Teruki, Miyavi just can’t point out what, there’s something about him that Miyavi didn’t like one bit, “I mean... I want to go, it’s... It sounded so fun and you know... It would be nice dancing and all” the ore-sama grinned cheekily at his blond boyfriend.
Bou didn’t feel too convinced though, “What about your arm? It’s not even healed yet and you’re already thinking of going out”
“The doctor said I’ll be fine by this weekend” the ore-sama pulled Bou’s hand and placed a soft kiss on the back, “Don’t be so worried... it’s... It’s going to be fun”
“You know my experiences with parties Miyavi” Bou pointed out, crossly.
“Well, this time, bomb shell, I’ll keep my eyes glued on you” the ore-sama leaned a little closer to his princess and rested his head on Bou’s lap, “I won’t ever let you out of my sight, you have my word on this one”
“You promise?” Bou looked down at Miyavi, as he touched his hair softly, “I’m just... I’m just concerned that’s all...”
“What should you be concerned about, hm?” the older boy asked with a brow raised, “I swear to god, I’ll protect you this time and you have my word as the ore-sama on this one”
Bou crossed his arms over his chest and wore a look of disbelief on his face, “Really, Meevs?”
“Of course, I love you right? I only want to keep you safe” Miyavi grinned from Bou’s lap.
“Bleh.... Stop being so corny!” Bou squealed while he slapped Miyavi playfully in the face, which in turn was too strong for the ore-sama to take and he ended up falling face flat on the floor with a loud yelp. The blond panicked seeing what he’s done to his boyfriend and went to help him, “Oh my god, Miyavi! I’m sorry, did you hurt yourself?! Oh god! Oh god!”
“Argh...” Miyavi groaned, wondering how he’s going to survive the rest of his life with Bou on his side.
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He didn’t know how on earth he ended up there, but here he was. In the middle of Bou along with his friends, walking in the park and eating ice cream while exchanging random and quite useless information. Well save for Miyavi of course, he just continued walking beside an all too talkative bomb shell. The ore-sama sipped on his Coke and didn’t say a word, what else could he say? It wasn’t like he knew any of them, except for Bou of course, but even then... He still felt like he shouldn’t be there. He can’t talk to any of these guys.
Miyavi’s face felt sore and he swears he was going to grow a bump on where he hit his face. He wouldn’t be there really, he felt so out of place but Bou was so insistent. And it was the first time Miyavi saw him like that, so he couldn’t help but agree to it anyway.
But even then, he tried his best to smile as he followed the brat pack- consisting of Bou, Miku, Kanon and Teruki- who by the way still has that sneaky little smirk up his face. Why can’t anybody else see it? He looked at his blond boyfriend, who was busy laughing at a joke that little bastard shared. Miku was too busy talking to Kanon, telling minute detail about Bou and Miyavi’s relationship to which the latter was just at awe. He smiled over at Bou and “Wow, you guys went through a lot didn’t you?”
“Hai!” Bou squealed, he wrapped his arms around Miyavi and pulled him close, “I love Miyavi a lot!”
Miyavi saw it. Right there.... right, and he swears, that Teruki’s boy lip curled rather horribly at him. The ore-sama might’ve been the only one who’s seen it, because Bou or Miku or Kanon were still playing friendly with each other. He couldn’t understand why Teruki just made him so... so angry. But then again, Teruki was Bou’s hatsukoi. The blond told him that before, hurriedly and none too detailed. But even an idiot like Miyavi could piece together that story and he knew maybe there’s more to Teruki that meets the eye.
“Hey, guys” Teruki smiled at everyone, his face alighting with childish joy as he was about to suggest something, “Why don’t we all go get some ice cream neh? It’s been a long time since we last ate some all together...!”
“Oooh!” Miku cried, “I want to have Vanilla!”
“Cookies and cream for me” Bou chirped as he clapped his hands happily at the idea.
“That settles then, my treat okay?”
Of course, Miyavi thought bitterly, he could be going crazy and his eyes could be going stupid too. There’s no way Teruki would hate, right? It wasn’t exactly like he took Bou away from him, after all Bou did come to him and they did end up together. So it’s not like...
Did he just glare at Miyavi?
Wait, no. Rewind! Rewind! There it is, right in front of him. That expression of seething hate that Miyavi was all too familiar- seeing events that happened none too long ago made him accustomed to such looks.
Bou’s attention was being held captive by Miku, who suddenly had to take him away from Miyavi’s side as they raced to the ice cream parlour. Kanon who was always on drugs seemed to take this cue and started chasing after the two, whining at the same time that he’s being left behind; but Teruki... he was still standing right there in the same spot. Still holding his drink and glaring at Miyavi that seemed all too familiar.
“So you’re Bou’s boyfriend huh?” he said, no, he sneered at Miyavi.
Miyavi’s raised a brow, then his lips curled, “Yeah, I’m his boyfriend, and you’re Teruki right? Bou said stuff about-”
“Don’t give me that crap!” Teruki hissed, at this ore-sama just stopped talking immediately, “If you think you could just play around with Bou, then you’re wrong” Bou’s friend looked at him angrily, the small plastic cup he was drinking was now an instrument to enforce some sort of dominance in the conversation as he pointed it threateningly at Miyavi, “I will not... I won’t let you... fucking do whatever you want with him, he’s my best friend and... and I’m making sure that no rich scum bag like you just touches him in whatever way!”
At this Miyavi didn’t hesitate to give his own smirk, with his hands raised in the air to show the universal sign of backing off, he started his piece, “Whoa! What’s that all about? Look, I love Bou, I would never want to hurt him, I swear to God... You don’t know what we’ve been through-”
“Well, swear to god” Teruki rolled his eyes, mocking the taller boy using the phrase he had against him, “You have no idea what we been through ourselves when we were still kids. People have been using him and playing with him all because he’s different and if you’re one of those bastard-”
“How could you assume I’m like them, huh? I would never... God, I would never do anything like that to Bou” Miyavi said incredulously.
“You better watch your back, bastard” Teruki hissed at him lowly before turning around and going to the ice cream parlour. Miyavi just stood there, five minutes in stunned silence, he didn’t move for a while as he watched Teruki assume his innocent role, slapping high fives with Kanon and going with chummy with the two other members of their little gang. When he finally broke free from his temporary recluse, it was because the blond cross dresser waved at him and called him to sit and share the parfait he ordered.
“Miyavi, what are you still doing there? Come on, let’s eat!” Bou called out with a smile as he put on a little pout at being lonely.
“Eeew... someone’s in love” Kanon teased along with Miku as they watched the childish play Bou put on to catch Miyavi’s attention.
“I’m coming!” the ore-sama called out as he ran over to the table with the noisy pack. Teruki didn’t spare a glance at him as he walked to their side, Kanon made another snide remark concerning Bou’s relationship with Miyavi and the blond punched him playfully on the shoulder.
“Yeah, we heard you the first time, oh great ore-sama” Kanon joked at Miyavi, the ore-sama did like this guy. Though he sometimes find his green jokes... rather inappropriate sometimes, “No need to tell the world about your state of ecstasy-”
“Shut up about that!” Bou punched the other, he like Miyavi didn’t really feel comfortable with having sex shoved in the table. May it be as a joke or a statement of complete seriousness, he didn’t really like it to be part of any conversation anytime soon. The blond scooted a bit and pushed Miku just to give Miyavi some space who couldn’t help but grin a little bit at the act, “Sit here, Meev, neh? What took you so long?”
“Hm?” the ore-sama looked at the blond and was about to reply when he found a spoonful of strawberry sundae shoved to his lips. He took the treat willingly, thankful as it gave him time to think of a reply. He closed his eyes and appreciated the taste, licking his lips before beaming at Bou, “That taste really amazing Bomb shell”
“Yeah, it’s strawberry parfait” Bou nodded in agreement as he put the spoon back in his mouth to taste whatever was left from Miyavi, “So, what were you doing there Miyavi? You were so out of it, you know”
“Oh... me?” He dared it and stole a glance from Teruki who seemed to busy with his little battle with Kanon to give any attention, “I was just... thinking about stuff”
“Don’t think to hard” Bou hugged him and kissed his cheek, “You might hurt yourself from overdoing it”
“Teruki! You have all your ice cream on me!” Miku yelped as ice cream fell all over his pants. Teruki in the last five seconds has managed to spill all of the delicious confectionary over the brunette’s clothes, which in turn had the new comer worried and tried his best to clean his friend. Bou stood up and pulled his arms away from Miyavi who in concern tried to help Miku.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Teruki said as he tried to wipe the sauce off the other’s form, “I was... It just slipped and stuff, I didn’t know what I was thinking”
“That’s okay! Here’s some more tissue...!” Kanon added, trying to grab hold of more tissues.
Miyavi for his part didn’t know what to do; everyone was already at Miku’s side trying to help him. Teruki offered Miku a trip to the comfort room so he can help clean the other’s clothes. Kanon joined in too and offered to cover Miku while they walked to the rest room, Bou and Miyavi stayed put in their seats, not sure what to do.
“Oh... Teruki is such a klutz” Bou turned to Miyavi and rolled his eyes, “Did you see that?”
Yes, Miyavi did see it. And he also saw the cold glare from Teruki as he turned a corner with his two friends. Bou had his back turned away from them and was focusing on Miyavi, who currently was too busy watching them walk to hear Bou talk.
“Miyavi are you listening?” was the first thing he heard before he finally turned away.
“What... I’m sorry... something... I...” He tried to explain but decided he didn’t have to. Bou moved a hand to his face and looked at him in full concern.
“You’re not feeling out of place right? I know you didn’t have to come...” Bou leaned a little bit closer and rested his head on the other boy’s shoulder, “But I appreciate that you’re here... I mean, I want you to be part of our group”
Miyavi smiled at the thought and forgot about Teruki for a moment, “I... that’s really nice”
“I mean, I’ve known these guys ever since... forever!” Bou lifted up and looked at the ore-sama with the sweetest twist of lips, at that look he almost feel like melting. The blond wrapped their fingers together and looked at him, hoping he understands what he was trying to say, “It’s just... I don’t have parents anymore, and all I had was them... They’re the only family I have, and I... I want you to be part of... this family even if it’s not your typical one”
Miyavi looked down and felt a bit guilty. He wanted to tell Bou about Teruki and what he did to him just right before he got in the ice cream parlour. Yet, that look on his boyfriend’s face made him forget about that for one second, would it be selfish of him to talk about that? He didn’t want to trouble Bou, after all Teruki was a bit special than the rest of the brat pack- and more so to Bou.
“I don’t know what to say...” Miyavi looked down, he smiled as he looked at their hands clasped so tightly together, “I mean... Mom’s never around... my Nee-chan was married before I was ten... I don’t know how it really feels to be in a family”
A finger carefully tipped up his chin and he was looking at dark beautiful eyes, “Don’t worry, we’ll be your family”
As Bou kissed him, right that moment, the rest of the brat pack came back with a Miku blushing red from what he had to go through. Kanon grinned at what he saw and stopped everyone else just to point at the couple, of course Miku forgot about being dirty and was giggling worse than a school girl seeing her idol walk under the light of day. But one more time, when Bou finally moved away from Miyavi and finished their lip-lock, it was Teruki’s expression that got his attention.
Like watching the whole world burn to crisp, that’s what he looked like. And for some god forsaken reason, it was only Miyavi and Miyavi alone who could see this.
“Hey you!” Miku teased, slapping Bou’s shoulder, “Were you two just smooching right now?”
“It’s none of your business what we do!” the bomb shell pouted at her friends before she turned back to Miyavi and held his arm.
“Seriously, you two just go get a room or something” Kanon sneered at them playfully, “Don’t do PDA here, you might get thrown in jail of public display of ass-Fu-”
“Shut up, Teruki!” Bou threw a napkin over at the other boy.
It’s going to be a wonderful family, Miyavi thought bitterly as the whole world got lively again and the colours brightened, A complete set with a loving wife, nasty brothers...
“Wow, you look so happy” Teruki said as he eyed them carefully. Bou nodded in agreement, not understanding the implication but Miyavi knew there was more to those words than what everyone else mistook.
And a very jealous sibling.
A/N: OH MY GOD. SORRY GUYS!!! I’m just so busy with other things (and facebook ahem) that I keep forgetting to update this! I hope you all can forgive me!!!
Haha, be thankful to a certain person who wished not to be named. XD She is my muse and for without her this story will die. Really, if you get a person like that who threatens you with ball points every day for not updating, you kind of get inspired XDD
SORRY *TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT*
She really doesn’t want to be named, but really. I love you. INSPIRATION TAKA!
Second: Eilonwe2 for the NECRONOMICON AND DANTE. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
Thank you for everyone else who comments. ^^ I appreciate them all~!
edit: For the brave, please check this out:
Lamest Character map evah.
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Author: EarnestInBerlin or cock_a_hoop69
Theme: 28. Jealousy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: MiyavixBou (main)
Band[s]: Solo Miyavi, Antic Cafe
Disclaimer: Zip. Zilch. Nada.
Comments: Finally! I updated! xD
Summary: Arc Two. So Miyavi and Bou are over the whole yakuza affair. Time for the couple to happily move on with their lives and go shopping right? Wrong! Someone from the past comes and ruins the picture, well form where Miyavi stands and is trying to take away his pretty little bomb shell with his perfect model smile.
Previously:
Chapitre Un
Chapitre Deux
Chapitre Trois
Chapitre Quatre
Chapitre Cinq
Chapitre Six
Chapitre Sept (Bonus Chapter)
Chapitre Huit
Chapitre Neuf
Chapitre Dix
Chapitre Onze
Chapitre Douze
Chapitre Treize
Chapitre Quatorze
Chapitre Quinze
Chapitre Seize
Chapitre Dix-sept
Chapitre Dix-Huit
Chapitre Vingt
Chapitre Vingt-et-un
Chapitre Vingt-deux
Chapitre Vingt-Trois (Bonus Chapter Again!)
Chapitre Vingt-Quatre
Chapitre Vingt-Cinq
Chapitre Vingt-Six
Chapitre Vingt-Sept
“Teruki! Let’s take a picture together!” Bou squealed while he tugged his friend’s arm, he carried the disposable camera with him and began clicking madly away as his friend tried to smile awkwardly. Bou was having the time of his life, happy and trying his best to keep himself from being too overbearing with his friend. He couldn’t help it, it’s been so long since he’s last seen him and all he wanted was to ask how was he? Did he go to a lot of countries? And what happened? Why did he come back?
Yet there was no time for that, he had to take pictures and they had to reminisce on the old times together they spent. Sometimes under the stars, counting those little twinkles of light up above their head, and very often, Bou would laugh very hard as Teruki would tell a particular memory. Miku would too and he would lean in and try to whisper stuff into a Kanon’s ear once in a while. The raven haired boy would giggle and nudged Teruki, the latter’s face in turn would brighten up and he would sneer at Bou. The blond would hear a snarky comment directed to him and he would slap at them for being such bastards.
In all of this, Miyavi felt out of place. His boyfriend was giggling and happy, waving his hands and always trying to deny some stupid childish secret whenever they would put up one on the table. Miyavi tried to look amused, which was hard when you really can’t understand what on earth they were talking about.
“Oh come on... you totally had that little... thing!” Kanon shouted in a bit of happy frustration, he couldn’t supply the real name of that missing thing but it didn’t really matter that much as Teruki punched in.
“Well, I don’t know what the hell you’re talking really...!” Teruki shook his head, his eyes shined with the knowledge that contradicted his words, “So unless you tell me what this thing is, I’m not going to say anything at all!”
“Aaaw, come on Miku” Kanon shoved his friend playfully, “You know what it is, help me out here!”
“Damn it! I can’t remember!” the brunette slammed his fist against the table, his chagrin making Teruki smile rather smugly at his friends who were all trying to figure out exactly what he meant.
Miyavi didn’t like Teruki.
Just because he and Bou used to be friends before doesn’t exactly explain why he’s all over the boy like he was some sort of meat. He was hugging all the way from school to their home, pinching his cheek and was just warming up to him oh so deliberately. And what made it worse was the fact that Teruki enjoyed the attention, he was slapping and holding hands with Bou even stole a kiss on the cheek from him.
That bastard, Miyavi tried his best to smile at the happy jokes that most or which all he didn’t get at all and the old walk down memory lanes.
Of course, Bou introduced him to them, was damn proud about it. But that didn’t seem to make Teruki falter, though Miyavi could’ve sworn he saw that grin of his twist just tiny bit sinister at the true mention of their relationship. But as mentioned, Teruki either didn’t care or he was just really good at hiding his emotions.
Miyavi was running with the second option.
Teruki was laughing again, how many times do you really need to laugh in one session? He tried his best not to let one of his slurs fall out of his mouth. It wasn’t like he has anything against the raven haired boy, he was cool, he seemed nice and he didn’t look like too much from trouble.
God, Miyavi swears, one more time, if he laughs, he will not hesitate to strangle him. He was not jealous by the way, if that’s what you’re thinking because there was no way in the nine circles of hell would he ever think that way. He trusts Bou, with all his heart and all of the making of his soul, he trusts his Bomb shell. But he doesn’t like how that slime ball Teruki is all over him, the way he would put his arms over the blonde’s shoulders.
What the up is that?
“Oh god, guys” Bou wrapped his arms Miyavi, after sensing some sort of bad vibes from his boyfriend, “My boyfriend is feeling out of place, don’t leave him out!”
Oh. My. God. Miyavi thought as he tried his best not to take off the smile he had on his face, that son of a gun laughed again.
“That’s all right Miyavi” Teruki smiled, and Miyavi didn’t like one bit. Thought how stupid he looked, and how ridiculous and crooked and ugly he looked when he smiled. Miyavi isn’t jealous by the way, “You’re a good friend to us”
“Bou is so lucky!” Miku whined, as he pouted at Kanon’s direction, “He snagged a hot right boyfriend! When can I find my fantasy boy?”
“What are you looking at me for?” Kanon sneered, “Don’t tell me, you’re thinking of me... I won’t be anyone’s sugar daddy!”
“I didn’t mean Sugar Daddy!” Miku pushed the other boy away. Kanon, in Miyavi’s book is okay, he wasn’t that bad really. Though he looked too... emo in Miyavi’s opinion but he didn’t mind the way his hair was just way too slick. It has to be noted that he isn’t as riled over Kanon, unlike he is with Teruki.
“Hey, guys.... I have like an idea, why don’t we go out? You know, I mean... let’s go eat somewhere or go to some club, then party like there’s no tomorrow. It’ll be so fucking fun” Teruki said, looking at everyone but his eyes stopping over at Bou’s for a long time before shifting away to the others.
“I don’t do parties well” Bou said with his brows creasing, he was holding Miyavi’s hand when he said this under the table. He gripped his boyfriend’s hand rather tightly, “I mean... You know me, I’m not good at that stuff”
“Oh come on, Bou” Kanon smiled, liking the thought of parties. Then in a hurried whisper he added, “I know this cool rave happening at Sand Castle. Everyone who is ever anyone is coming, you guys... should totally come, and it will be really great!”
“Oh, oh, when?” Miku asked excitedly.
“Next... next week... Friday” Kanon replied.
“Bou, can we go, please?” Miku pouted at his friend, looking all begging like a little puppy. Or more like a teenager who was pleading for time to go out, “I promise I’ll be home before it gets too dark!”
“What you say, Meev?”
The older student looked at Bou; from how he sees it, the blond didn’t really want to go. He could tell from the way the hand under the table seemed to tighten on his, he should say No. They didn’t have to go, especially since he already heard about this party and he’s been attending parties like those over a billion times and it was the same boring lame ass event.
But... is that Teruki jerk smirking at him? Really?
“Why not?” Miyavi said, directing his eyes at Bou’s, “I mean...”
“Ka-ching!” Kanon squealed happily, he and Miku shared double high fives.
Bou actually stared at him, and he was giving Miyavi this face that was trying not to look too bothered by his decision. But Miyavi was ignoring him, even though his hand was gripping Bou tightly as if to reassure him of his decision.
The blond sighed amidst the happy cheers of his roommate and old acquaintances.
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“Hey, what’s up with you?” Bou asked Miyavi, holding his hand while he stared at him in full concern. It’s been two days since their encounter with Kanon and Teruki. Bou has been seeing much of those two; apparently Kanon decided to drop out of school to pursue a modelling contract and won’t be back until next year. Teruki on the other hand hasn’t stated his reason but it seemed like he’ll be part of the picture for a long while.
They were at the SKIN’s private place on top of the cafeteria. Miyavi still has his arm on a cast, and the blond was attending to him like he always does as of the recent. Bou sat right in front of the other, on top of a table while Miyavi was sitting on a chair like a normal person would.
“Me?” Miyavi shot the question back at the blond, “What do you mean?”
“You... don’t seem like yourself lately Miyavi” Bou said, looking concerned at Miyavi, “Is it because of the others?”
“What makes you say, Bomb shell?”
“I mean... you’re so distant for some reason...” he said, fiddling with the ore-sama’s fingers, “I mean I know its... all awkward and all... but they’re my friends...”
“Oh, them...” Miyavi had to suppress himself from curling his lip, it was a success, “I mean, there’s nothing wrong with them. I like your friends-”
“But you’re so quiet, are you sure you’re not uncomfortable? I mean I know you want to spend more time with me and stuff...” Bou said, looking down on the floor, then he remembered the taller boy’s reply to the invitation and then lifted his gaze back up to the other, “You didn’t have to say yes to the party too if you didn’t want to go”
“Oh... about that” Miyavi looked at Bou straight in the eyes. Should he tell him? It felt stupid to tell him, and how can he? For Christ’s sakes, they were best friends; of course they’re close. That’s the whole point of best friends! But it’s that Teruki, Miyavi just can’t point out what, there’s something about him that Miyavi didn’t like one bit, “I mean... I want to go, it’s... It sounded so fun and you know... It would be nice dancing and all” the ore-sama grinned cheekily at his blond boyfriend.
Bou didn’t feel too convinced though, “What about your arm? It’s not even healed yet and you’re already thinking of going out”
“The doctor said I’ll be fine by this weekend” the ore-sama pulled Bou’s hand and placed a soft kiss on the back, “Don’t be so worried... it’s... It’s going to be fun”
“You know my experiences with parties Miyavi” Bou pointed out, crossly.
“Well, this time, bomb shell, I’ll keep my eyes glued on you” the ore-sama leaned a little closer to his princess and rested his head on Bou’s lap, “I won’t ever let you out of my sight, you have my word on this one”
“You promise?” Bou looked down at Miyavi, as he touched his hair softly, “I’m just... I’m just concerned that’s all...”
“What should you be concerned about, hm?” the older boy asked with a brow raised, “I swear to god, I’ll protect you this time and you have my word as the ore-sama on this one”
Bou crossed his arms over his chest and wore a look of disbelief on his face, “Really, Meevs?”
“Of course, I love you right? I only want to keep you safe” Miyavi grinned from Bou’s lap.
“Bleh.... Stop being so corny!” Bou squealed while he slapped Miyavi playfully in the face, which in turn was too strong for the ore-sama to take and he ended up falling face flat on the floor with a loud yelp. The blond panicked seeing what he’s done to his boyfriend and went to help him, “Oh my god, Miyavi! I’m sorry, did you hurt yourself?! Oh god! Oh god!”
“Argh...” Miyavi groaned, wondering how he’s going to survive the rest of his life with Bou on his side.
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He didn’t know how on earth he ended up there, but here he was. In the middle of Bou along with his friends, walking in the park and eating ice cream while exchanging random and quite useless information. Well save for Miyavi of course, he just continued walking beside an all too talkative bomb shell. The ore-sama sipped on his Coke and didn’t say a word, what else could he say? It wasn’t like he knew any of them, except for Bou of course, but even then... He still felt like he shouldn’t be there. He can’t talk to any of these guys.
Miyavi’s face felt sore and he swears he was going to grow a bump on where he hit his face. He wouldn’t be there really, he felt so out of place but Bou was so insistent. And it was the first time Miyavi saw him like that, so he couldn’t help but agree to it anyway.
But even then, he tried his best to smile as he followed the brat pack- consisting of Bou, Miku, Kanon and Teruki- who by the way still has that sneaky little smirk up his face. Why can’t anybody else see it? He looked at his blond boyfriend, who was busy laughing at a joke that little bastard shared. Miku was too busy talking to Kanon, telling minute detail about Bou and Miyavi’s relationship to which the latter was just at awe. He smiled over at Bou and “Wow, you guys went through a lot didn’t you?”
“Hai!” Bou squealed, he wrapped his arms around Miyavi and pulled him close, “I love Miyavi a lot!”
Miyavi saw it. Right there.... right, and he swears, that Teruki’s boy lip curled rather horribly at him. The ore-sama might’ve been the only one who’s seen it, because Bou or Miku or Kanon were still playing friendly with each other. He couldn’t understand why Teruki just made him so... so angry. But then again, Teruki was Bou’s hatsukoi. The blond told him that before, hurriedly and none too detailed. But even an idiot like Miyavi could piece together that story and he knew maybe there’s more to Teruki that meets the eye.
“Hey, guys” Teruki smiled at everyone, his face alighting with childish joy as he was about to suggest something, “Why don’t we all go get some ice cream neh? It’s been a long time since we last ate some all together...!”
“Oooh!” Miku cried, “I want to have Vanilla!”
“Cookies and cream for me” Bou chirped as he clapped his hands happily at the idea.
“That settles then, my treat okay?”
Of course, Miyavi thought bitterly, he could be going crazy and his eyes could be going stupid too. There’s no way Teruki would hate, right? It wasn’t exactly like he took Bou away from him, after all Bou did come to him and they did end up together. So it’s not like...
Did he just glare at Miyavi?
Wait, no. Rewind! Rewind! There it is, right in front of him. That expression of seething hate that Miyavi was all too familiar- seeing events that happened none too long ago made him accustomed to such looks.
Bou’s attention was being held captive by Miku, who suddenly had to take him away from Miyavi’s side as they raced to the ice cream parlour. Kanon who was always on drugs seemed to take this cue and started chasing after the two, whining at the same time that he’s being left behind; but Teruki... he was still standing right there in the same spot. Still holding his drink and glaring at Miyavi that seemed all too familiar.
“So you’re Bou’s boyfriend huh?” he said, no, he sneered at Miyavi.
Miyavi’s raised a brow, then his lips curled, “Yeah, I’m his boyfriend, and you’re Teruki right? Bou said stuff about-”
“Don’t give me that crap!” Teruki hissed, at this ore-sama just stopped talking immediately, “If you think you could just play around with Bou, then you’re wrong” Bou’s friend looked at him angrily, the small plastic cup he was drinking was now an instrument to enforce some sort of dominance in the conversation as he pointed it threateningly at Miyavi, “I will not... I won’t let you... fucking do whatever you want with him, he’s my best friend and... and I’m making sure that no rich scum bag like you just touches him in whatever way!”
At this Miyavi didn’t hesitate to give his own smirk, with his hands raised in the air to show the universal sign of backing off, he started his piece, “Whoa! What’s that all about? Look, I love Bou, I would never want to hurt him, I swear to God... You don’t know what we’ve been through-”
“Well, swear to god” Teruki rolled his eyes, mocking the taller boy using the phrase he had against him, “You have no idea what we been through ourselves when we were still kids. People have been using him and playing with him all because he’s different and if you’re one of those bastard-”
“How could you assume I’m like them, huh? I would never... God, I would never do anything like that to Bou” Miyavi said incredulously.
“You better watch your back, bastard” Teruki hissed at him lowly before turning around and going to the ice cream parlour. Miyavi just stood there, five minutes in stunned silence, he didn’t move for a while as he watched Teruki assume his innocent role, slapping high fives with Kanon and going with chummy with the two other members of their little gang. When he finally broke free from his temporary recluse, it was because the blond cross dresser waved at him and called him to sit and share the parfait he ordered.
“Miyavi, what are you still doing there? Come on, let’s eat!” Bou called out with a smile as he put on a little pout at being lonely.
“Eeew... someone’s in love” Kanon teased along with Miku as they watched the childish play Bou put on to catch Miyavi’s attention.
“I’m coming!” the ore-sama called out as he ran over to the table with the noisy pack. Teruki didn’t spare a glance at him as he walked to their side, Kanon made another snide remark concerning Bou’s relationship with Miyavi and the blond punched him playfully on the shoulder.
“Yeah, we heard you the first time, oh great ore-sama” Kanon joked at Miyavi, the ore-sama did like this guy. Though he sometimes find his green jokes... rather inappropriate sometimes, “No need to tell the world about your state of ecstasy-”
“Shut up about that!” Bou punched the other, he like Miyavi didn’t really feel comfortable with having sex shoved in the table. May it be as a joke or a statement of complete seriousness, he didn’t really like it to be part of any conversation anytime soon. The blond scooted a bit and pushed Miku just to give Miyavi some space who couldn’t help but grin a little bit at the act, “Sit here, Meev, neh? What took you so long?”
“Hm?” the ore-sama looked at the blond and was about to reply when he found a spoonful of strawberry sundae shoved to his lips. He took the treat willingly, thankful as it gave him time to think of a reply. He closed his eyes and appreciated the taste, licking his lips before beaming at Bou, “That taste really amazing Bomb shell”
“Yeah, it’s strawberry parfait” Bou nodded in agreement as he put the spoon back in his mouth to taste whatever was left from Miyavi, “So, what were you doing there Miyavi? You were so out of it, you know”
“Oh... me?” He dared it and stole a glance from Teruki who seemed to busy with his little battle with Kanon to give any attention, “I was just... thinking about stuff”
“Don’t think to hard” Bou hugged him and kissed his cheek, “You might hurt yourself from overdoing it”
“Teruki! You have all your ice cream on me!” Miku yelped as ice cream fell all over his pants. Teruki in the last five seconds has managed to spill all of the delicious confectionary over the brunette’s clothes, which in turn had the new comer worried and tried his best to clean his friend. Bou stood up and pulled his arms away from Miyavi who in concern tried to help Miku.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Teruki said as he tried to wipe the sauce off the other’s form, “I was... It just slipped and stuff, I didn’t know what I was thinking”
“That’s okay! Here’s some more tissue...!” Kanon added, trying to grab hold of more tissues.
Miyavi for his part didn’t know what to do; everyone was already at Miku’s side trying to help him. Teruki offered Miku a trip to the comfort room so he can help clean the other’s clothes. Kanon joined in too and offered to cover Miku while they walked to the rest room, Bou and Miyavi stayed put in their seats, not sure what to do.
“Oh... Teruki is such a klutz” Bou turned to Miyavi and rolled his eyes, “Did you see that?”
Yes, Miyavi did see it. And he also saw the cold glare from Teruki as he turned a corner with his two friends. Bou had his back turned away from them and was focusing on Miyavi, who currently was too busy watching them walk to hear Bou talk.
“Miyavi are you listening?” was the first thing he heard before he finally turned away.
“What... I’m sorry... something... I...” He tried to explain but decided he didn’t have to. Bou moved a hand to his face and looked at him in full concern.
“You’re not feeling out of place right? I know you didn’t have to come...” Bou leaned a little bit closer and rested his head on the other boy’s shoulder, “But I appreciate that you’re here... I mean, I want you to be part of our group”
Miyavi smiled at the thought and forgot about Teruki for a moment, “I... that’s really nice”
“I mean, I’ve known these guys ever since... forever!” Bou lifted up and looked at the ore-sama with the sweetest twist of lips, at that look he almost feel like melting. The blond wrapped their fingers together and looked at him, hoping he understands what he was trying to say, “It’s just... I don’t have parents anymore, and all I had was them... They’re the only family I have, and I... I want you to be part of... this family even if it’s not your typical one”
Miyavi looked down and felt a bit guilty. He wanted to tell Bou about Teruki and what he did to him just right before he got in the ice cream parlour. Yet, that look on his boyfriend’s face made him forget about that for one second, would it be selfish of him to talk about that? He didn’t want to trouble Bou, after all Teruki was a bit special than the rest of the brat pack- and more so to Bou.
“I don’t know what to say...” Miyavi looked down, he smiled as he looked at their hands clasped so tightly together, “I mean... Mom’s never around... my Nee-chan was married before I was ten... I don’t know how it really feels to be in a family”
A finger carefully tipped up his chin and he was looking at dark beautiful eyes, “Don’t worry, we’ll be your family”
As Bou kissed him, right that moment, the rest of the brat pack came back with a Miku blushing red from what he had to go through. Kanon grinned at what he saw and stopped everyone else just to point at the couple, of course Miku forgot about being dirty and was giggling worse than a school girl seeing her idol walk under the light of day. But one more time, when Bou finally moved away from Miyavi and finished their lip-lock, it was Teruki’s expression that got his attention.
Like watching the whole world burn to crisp, that’s what he looked like. And for some god forsaken reason, it was only Miyavi and Miyavi alone who could see this.
“Hey you!” Miku teased, slapping Bou’s shoulder, “Were you two just smooching right now?”
“It’s none of your business what we do!” the bomb shell pouted at her friends before she turned back to Miyavi and held his arm.
“Seriously, you two just go get a room or something” Kanon sneered at them playfully, “Don’t do PDA here, you might get thrown in jail of public display of ass-Fu-”
“Shut up, Teruki!” Bou threw a napkin over at the other boy.
It’s going to be a wonderful family, Miyavi thought bitterly as the whole world got lively again and the colours brightened, A complete set with a loving wife, nasty brothers...
“Wow, you look so happy” Teruki said as he eyed them carefully. Bou nodded in agreement, not understanding the implication but Miyavi knew there was more to those words than what everyone else mistook.
And a very jealous sibling.
A/N: OH MY GOD. SORRY GUYS!!! I’m just so busy with other things (and facebook ahem) that I keep forgetting to update this! I hope you all can forgive me!!!
Haha, be thankful to a certain person who wished not to be named. XD She is my muse and for without her this story will die. Really, if you get a person like that who threatens you with ball points every day for not updating, you kind of get inspired XDD
SORRY *TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT*
She really doesn’t want to be named, but really. I love you. INSPIRATION TAKA!
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