Break the rules [Chapter 10]
Title: Break the rules
Chapter: 10/?
Genre: Ship/Romance, angst, humour.
Warnings: Angst.
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings: AoixUruha (ReitaxRuki)
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Long lasting sex games are addicting. Follow the rules and be safe. Break them and see the consequences.
Comments: I can't believe it's the 10th already...*o* HAPPY NEW YEAR ♪
He closed his eyes, savoured the kiss, aroused by Aoi's domination which was exacerbated by the fact he was drunk. He moaned when the dark haired pushed him against the wall and thought he was going to die. He missed this damn much and it was as if some genius granted his wish tonight for no reason. Uruha smiled through the kiss, yes, his penance was over.
Oh thank you God!
Aoi's tongue met his's and Uruha melted entirely, holding him tight, his hand stroking Aoi's skin under his shirt. It was warm, soft and the blond thought that he almost forgot how it was to have him naked against his body. He wanted to feel him again...
But...Aoi was under alcohol's influence. By himself Aoi wouldn't be here, kissing him, needing him, desiring him. And the blond couldn't just allow him to go further because then he would have to explain some things. Like why he let Aoi do the things he wanted, perfectly aware he was drunk. And he didn't want Aoi to think about him in a wrong way, not again, it hurt him enough. He pushed the dark haired gently, unwillingly and sighed when Aoi tried to kiss him again.
- Aoi, you're drunk. You'd better go to your room now, please.
Uruha's weak voice didn't seem to bother the other who wasn't ready to obey his words.
- Oh come on Uruha...
Nothing was right, he had enough of Aoi's reproaches and since their little talk tonight he thought that things were going to be fine, better, he was ready to forget his feelings toward him for the band's sake but how could he try when Aoi was acting like this? How?
- You don't want me because you're sober, you want me because you're fucking drunk. Leave me alone...Do you know how I feel? Like a piece of flesh right now. Not like a human, not like your friend Aoi.
Aoi's head was resting against his arm which was resting against the wall where he managed to pin Uruha earlier. He listened to the words carefully, Uruha thought he would just try to kiss him again but the other chuckled stupidly and mumbled few words for himself. Uruha was a bit embarassed, and afraid. The dark haired turned around and get closer to the blond who shivered slightly, and his eyes widened when Aoi took his hand, stroking the palm softly, this impish smile still on his lips.
- I thought you'd comfort me at least...You take what you want and you throw it away. You know how I feel too Ruha...You do.
He kissed the fleshy lips and left the room, bumping into the door frame on the way. Uruha trembled, trying to figure out what the other told him. He repeated the words over and over in his mind, but it was a waste of time, he understood what Aoi meant as soon as it escaped his mouth. He didn't know he hurt the dark haired that much. His night with the barman wasn't the whole point of Aoi's anger. It was his attitude during their entire sex game.
You take what you want and you throw it away.
He had been hurt by Aoi's attitude tonight but he was realizing the pain he had endured just now.
He couldn't sleep.
Once again the forlorn Uruha was sat alone on their ride to the next live, in the tour bus, and weirdly today everybody seemed quiet. No shouts, no laughs, nothing. The overtiredness was pretty palpable but the members and the staff would forget it as soon as they would be in a rush to get everything ready for the lives. No matter private problems, no matter their muscles were sore, when it was time to give the fans everything, they were here.
Since few days Uruha would be with Reita and Ruki but as he didn't really sleep, he found his spot in the back again. This morning Aoi stayed the same, greeting everyone with a "Good morning" but didn't say anything to the blond about what happened in his hotel room, late at night. And he was sat, swallowing his aspirin, typing on his cellphone, frowning until he simply put it back on the table in front of him, closing his eyes, resting comfortably.
And Uruha's phone vibrated loudly. The blond bite his lower lip, his heart too noisy, with the intuition he knew who was the sender.
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Uruha read the message a hundred times. In a way, he was relieved Aoi tackled the subject first because he really didn't know what to do. And in the other hand, he was a bit disappointed by Aoi's apologies. It sounded like it was the biggest mistake on earth, as if he was denying what he truly wanted. Uruha though, like during their whole particular relationship, knew there was more than the fact Aoi drank and lost control, or that he had some lack of affection. And it drove him crazy that once again, Aoi was lying. He was a liar too, maybe, but he had reasons. Uruha was still scared about what it would involve to be with his bandmate. About this feeling...
He tried then to concentrate on replying and after almost twenty minutes, he believed that he found the right words.
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Uruha gazed at the dark haired and when he saw Aoi smiling and tilting his head slightly for him, he answered back. Finally, things were better.
There was an announcement and they had to wait in the backstage room after the end of the live. Uruha sighed, tired, hoping he could go back in his hotel room quickly. He needed some time away of everything, at least, he needed to spent less time around Aoi. He didn't forget Aoi's intrusion in his room few days ago and even if things were better between them, the blond had still this twinge of embarassment at the thought of this eager kiss, and at Aoi's words. It was like a revelation...
But Aoi was laughing with Yuuko and Uruha had a nice view on them, from the couch. They were close recently. Too close according to Uruha. He watched at his smile, so sincere, so warm and relaxing. Aoi used to laugh with him like this. Uruha sighed, he sounded too much like a woman when he was jealous. The last member of the staff arrived and finally everybody seemed ready to hear a big news.
And what surprised Uruha is that Yuuko asked everybody's attention. He moved slightly, a bit afraid of what would come out of her juicy glossy mouth.
Imagine she says "hey Aoi and I are now fiancé!". I'm sorry guys if I collapse.
She started a whole speech saying how much she loved GazettE, that she improved a lot with the band, that she enjoyed every tour she made with them, but that it was time for her to leave. Uruha frowned and looked at her moved face, reassuring everyone with smiles and few words. She explained then that her dream was to work as a make-up artist in the cinema and that the band helped her to get known and she needed to achieve her biggest wish now. She spoke again and again, but Uruha wasn't listening anymore.
Uruha's eyes weren't leaving Aoi. And suddenly, as if he felt him, Aoi looked at Uruha. Nobody mattered around him but Aoi. He thought quickly that if someone noticed them he would really find out something weird was going on between them. But they were just bandmates now. And Uruha was craving him. The dark haired bent down his head, looking at his shoes, his hands behind his back, moving slightly and Uruha wanted to smile. He looked like a child. He stayed like this for a little while and finally he raised his head a little to look at Uruha again. They smiled to each other when everybody around them started to applause. They both did so, not really aware of what was going on and it seemed everybody were agreeing for a drink to celebrate Yuuko's decision.
That was definitely something Uruha would celebrate too.
Reita whispered in his best friend's ear, relieved everybody around them were shouting and talking lively:
- You didn't tell me what happened the other day when I left.
Uruha pouted and had a quick look at him before he took a sip of beer.
- What do you think happened?
The bassist shrugged his shoulders and started to laugh:
- He took you in his hotel room and you...Well you know...
Uruha shook his head, not really amused by Reita's words. He didn't explain yet Aoi's little visit because he knew what kind of advices, or even reproaches he would receive from his best friend.
- You're such a child.
- It's all you ever did with him so, I don't think I'm a child.
Uruha smiled, his eyes almost only for Aoi, sat at the end of the table.
- You have a point.
Reita chuckled and listened carefully to everything his best friend told him. His eyes widened and from his chair, Aoi couldn't help but to wonder what kind of interesting things those two were saying. He tried not to get distracted again and listened to what the make-up woman was telling him.
- Well...In a way he's right, isn't he? You used him.
Uruha wanted to slap his head against the table, the truth from someone else's mouth, from his best friend, was painful.
- I know. I feel like a fucking whore.
Reita tried to comfort him, his hand patting Uruha's back gently.
- I don't think he implied something like this.
- So what?
- You could step into his shoes and see how it felt right? Try to understand then why he told you these words...
Uruha bent his head between his arms and mumbled:
- I understand.
The bassist didn't know what to say to his friend who lifted his head up in case he would worry someone around them.
- You know what? Aoi is as afraid as you are.
- Afraid? And who told you I was?
Reita crossed his arms and sighed. He hated when Uruha was openly ignoring the reasons of his doings.
- You're in love with him. And he's in love with you. But I don't know why you both have your fucking pride. He might be thinking you're not in love with him, that's why he says nothing.
Uruha looked away, his cheeks flushed, he hated when Reita was able to read his mind and to say those truths.
- It's stupid.
- I think this too.
Reita chuckled loudly. Uruha smiled, not noticing again that a pair of dark eyes were gazing at him.
- Leave me alone, just cuddle your tyrant. It's weird he didn't call for your attention yet.
Reita looked at his boyfriend who was speaking with some staff members about the designs of the future merchandises they would sell.
- He's busy.
Uruha grinned and whispered something in his best friend's ear. Reita shook his head, a bit embarassed.
- I won't tell you anything.
- Ah come on, I want to know.
- Fuck you.
Uruha laughed, proud he changed the subject slightly, proud as well for once he wasn't the one blushing. But he did as soon as he looked at Aoi and sighed when the other looked away.
- Talk to him.
- You know what? I'm glad this tour is over for once in my life.
All of sudden they heard Yuuko's laugh and looked at her and at Aoi who was trying to muffle his own between his lips. Uruha sighed and gazed at his beer. He wasn't really mad at her, he never really liked her. But he felt like Aoi was doing his best to make him jealous. Uruha smiled and said, loud enough for Reita to hear:
- Too bad you're with Ruki.
And when he looked at his friend he could see he should have explained it better. Reita was red and seemed completely embarassed.
- Hey don't believe I have any crush on you, hell I don't! I swear it's not what you're thinking.
Reita coughed and looked away.
- I know who is your crush actually.
- So why the weird reaction? What if it was true? Don't tell me you don't enjoy it with Ruki.
The bassist instantly shushed him.
- What the hell you should ask everybody's attention and tell them everything!
- Really? Ok wait.
Uruha chuckled and continued:
- I was only saying this because it's unfair Aoi is the only one who can make me jealous.
Reita grinned and shook his head.
- He doesn't know I'm with Ruki.
Uruha smirked and couldn't help but to look deeply at Aoi while speaking.
- You shouldn't have said this.
- My relationship is fine so please don't give me troubles.
- You won't have any. Just stay around me like this.
Reita sighed and asked:
- Tell me you don't love him, I won't believe you.
Uruha pouted and replied bitterly:
- I don't love him and maybe I don't believe myself either.
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I'm late and I'm sorry, I know a lot of you were waiting for this! I was ill (well I still am XD), and totally unsure about this chapter (also I'm sure you're cursing me because you waited for something else hahahahahahahahaha *falls*). I wish you all the best for 2011 ♥ And I hope we'll get the chance to have another kiss between those two handsome guitarists. And more. I begin this year with Break the rules and it's good because this story gave me the chance to have faithful readers and I also met awesome Gazelovers thanks to it!
Chapter: 10/?
Genre: Ship/Romance, angst, humour.
Warnings: Angst.
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings: AoixUruha (ReitaxRuki)
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: Long lasting sex games are addicting. Follow the rules and be safe. Break them and see the consequences.
Comments: I can't believe it's the 10th already...*o* HAPPY NEW YEAR ♪
He closed his eyes, savoured the kiss, aroused by Aoi's domination which was exacerbated by the fact he was drunk. He moaned when the dark haired pushed him against the wall and thought he was going to die. He missed this damn much and it was as if some genius granted his wish tonight for no reason. Uruha smiled through the kiss, yes, his penance was over.
Oh thank you God!
Aoi's tongue met his's and Uruha melted entirely, holding him tight, his hand stroking Aoi's skin under his shirt. It was warm, soft and the blond thought that he almost forgot how it was to have him naked against his body. He wanted to feel him again...
But...Aoi was under alcohol's influence. By himself Aoi wouldn't be here, kissing him, needing him, desiring him. And the blond couldn't just allow him to go further because then he would have to explain some things. Like why he let Aoi do the things he wanted, perfectly aware he was drunk. And he didn't want Aoi to think about him in a wrong way, not again, it hurt him enough. He pushed the dark haired gently, unwillingly and sighed when Aoi tried to kiss him again.
- Aoi, you're drunk. You'd better go to your room now, please.
Uruha's weak voice didn't seem to bother the other who wasn't ready to obey his words.
- Oh come on Uruha...
Nothing was right, he had enough of Aoi's reproaches and since their little talk tonight he thought that things were going to be fine, better, he was ready to forget his feelings toward him for the band's sake but how could he try when Aoi was acting like this? How?
- You don't want me because you're sober, you want me because you're fucking drunk. Leave me alone...Do you know how I feel? Like a piece of flesh right now. Not like a human, not like your friend Aoi.
Aoi's head was resting against his arm which was resting against the wall where he managed to pin Uruha earlier. He listened to the words carefully, Uruha thought he would just try to kiss him again but the other chuckled stupidly and mumbled few words for himself. Uruha was a bit embarassed, and afraid. The dark haired turned around and get closer to the blond who shivered slightly, and his eyes widened when Aoi took his hand, stroking the palm softly, this impish smile still on his lips.
- I thought you'd comfort me at least...You take what you want and you throw it away. You know how I feel too Ruha...You do.
He kissed the fleshy lips and left the room, bumping into the door frame on the way. Uruha trembled, trying to figure out what the other told him. He repeated the words over and over in his mind, but it was a waste of time, he understood what Aoi meant as soon as it escaped his mouth. He didn't know he hurt the dark haired that much. His night with the barman wasn't the whole point of Aoi's anger. It was his attitude during their entire sex game.
You take what you want and you throw it away.
He had been hurt by Aoi's attitude tonight but he was realizing the pain he had endured just now.
He couldn't sleep.
Once again the forlorn Uruha was sat alone on their ride to the next live, in the tour bus, and weirdly today everybody seemed quiet. No shouts, no laughs, nothing. The overtiredness was pretty palpable but the members and the staff would forget it as soon as they would be in a rush to get everything ready for the lives. No matter private problems, no matter their muscles were sore, when it was time to give the fans everything, they were here.
Since few days Uruha would be with Reita and Ruki but as he didn't really sleep, he found his spot in the back again. This morning Aoi stayed the same, greeting everyone with a "Good morning" but didn't say anything to the blond about what happened in his hotel room, late at night. And he was sat, swallowing his aspirin, typing on his cellphone, frowning until he simply put it back on the table in front of him, closing his eyes, resting comfortably.
And Uruha's phone vibrated loudly. The blond bite his lower lip, his heart too noisy, with the intuition he knew who was the sender.
<>>
Uruha read the message a hundred times. In a way, he was relieved Aoi tackled the subject first because he really didn't know what to do. And in the other hand, he was a bit disappointed by Aoi's apologies. It sounded like it was the biggest mistake on earth, as if he was denying what he truly wanted. Uruha though, like during their whole particular relationship, knew there was more than the fact Aoi drank and lost control, or that he had some lack of affection. And it drove him crazy that once again, Aoi was lying. He was a liar too, maybe, but he had reasons. Uruha was still scared about what it would involve to be with his bandmate. About this feeling...
He tried then to concentrate on replying and after almost twenty minutes, he believed that he found the right words.
< >>
Uruha gazed at the dark haired and when he saw Aoi smiling and tilting his head slightly for him, he answered back. Finally, things were better.
There was an announcement and they had to wait in the backstage room after the end of the live. Uruha sighed, tired, hoping he could go back in his hotel room quickly. He needed some time away of everything, at least, he needed to spent less time around Aoi. He didn't forget Aoi's intrusion in his room few days ago and even if things were better between them, the blond had still this twinge of embarassment at the thought of this eager kiss, and at Aoi's words. It was like a revelation...
But Aoi was laughing with Yuuko and Uruha had a nice view on them, from the couch. They were close recently. Too close according to Uruha. He watched at his smile, so sincere, so warm and relaxing. Aoi used to laugh with him like this. Uruha sighed, he sounded too much like a woman when he was jealous. The last member of the staff arrived and finally everybody seemed ready to hear a big news.
And what surprised Uruha is that Yuuko asked everybody's attention. He moved slightly, a bit afraid of what would come out of her juicy glossy mouth.
Imagine she says "hey Aoi and I are now fiancé!". I'm sorry guys if I collapse.
She started a whole speech saying how much she loved GazettE, that she improved a lot with the band, that she enjoyed every tour she made with them, but that it was time for her to leave. Uruha frowned and looked at her moved face, reassuring everyone with smiles and few words. She explained then that her dream was to work as a make-up artist in the cinema and that the band helped her to get known and she needed to achieve her biggest wish now. She spoke again and again, but Uruha wasn't listening anymore.
Uruha's eyes weren't leaving Aoi. And suddenly, as if he felt him, Aoi looked at Uruha. Nobody mattered around him but Aoi. He thought quickly that if someone noticed them he would really find out something weird was going on between them. But they were just bandmates now. And Uruha was craving him. The dark haired bent down his head, looking at his shoes, his hands behind his back, moving slightly and Uruha wanted to smile. He looked like a child. He stayed like this for a little while and finally he raised his head a little to look at Uruha again. They smiled to each other when everybody around them started to applause. They both did so, not really aware of what was going on and it seemed everybody were agreeing for a drink to celebrate Yuuko's decision.
That was definitely something Uruha would celebrate too.
Reita whispered in his best friend's ear, relieved everybody around them were shouting and talking lively:
- You didn't tell me what happened the other day when I left.
Uruha pouted and had a quick look at him before he took a sip of beer.
- What do you think happened?
The bassist shrugged his shoulders and started to laugh:
- He took you in his hotel room and you...Well you know...
Uruha shook his head, not really amused by Reita's words. He didn't explain yet Aoi's little visit because he knew what kind of advices, or even reproaches he would receive from his best friend.
- You're such a child.
- It's all you ever did with him so, I don't think I'm a child.
Uruha smiled, his eyes almost only for Aoi, sat at the end of the table.
- You have a point.
Reita chuckled and listened carefully to everything his best friend told him. His eyes widened and from his chair, Aoi couldn't help but to wonder what kind of interesting things those two were saying. He tried not to get distracted again and listened to what the make-up woman was telling him.
- Well...In a way he's right, isn't he? You used him.
Uruha wanted to slap his head against the table, the truth from someone else's mouth, from his best friend, was painful.
- I know. I feel like a fucking whore.
Reita tried to comfort him, his hand patting Uruha's back gently.
- I don't think he implied something like this.
- So what?
- You could step into his shoes and see how it felt right? Try to understand then why he told you these words...
Uruha bent his head between his arms and mumbled:
- I understand.
The bassist didn't know what to say to his friend who lifted his head up in case he would worry someone around them.
- You know what? Aoi is as afraid as you are.
- Afraid? And who told you I was?
Reita crossed his arms and sighed. He hated when Uruha was openly ignoring the reasons of his doings.
- You're in love with him. And he's in love with you. But I don't know why you both have your fucking pride. He might be thinking you're not in love with him, that's why he says nothing.
Uruha looked away, his cheeks flushed, he hated when Reita was able to read his mind and to say those truths.
- It's stupid.
- I think this too.
Reita chuckled loudly. Uruha smiled, not noticing again that a pair of dark eyes were gazing at him.
- Leave me alone, just cuddle your tyrant. It's weird he didn't call for your attention yet.
Reita looked at his boyfriend who was speaking with some staff members about the designs of the future merchandises they would sell.
- He's busy.
Uruha grinned and whispered something in his best friend's ear. Reita shook his head, a bit embarassed.
- I won't tell you anything.
- Ah come on, I want to know.
- Fuck you.
Uruha laughed, proud he changed the subject slightly, proud as well for once he wasn't the one blushing. But he did as soon as he looked at Aoi and sighed when the other looked away.
- Talk to him.
- You know what? I'm glad this tour is over for once in my life.
All of sudden they heard Yuuko's laugh and looked at her and at Aoi who was trying to muffle his own between his lips. Uruha sighed and gazed at his beer. He wasn't really mad at her, he never really liked her. But he felt like Aoi was doing his best to make him jealous. Uruha smiled and said, loud enough for Reita to hear:
- Too bad you're with Ruki.
And when he looked at his friend he could see he should have explained it better. Reita was red and seemed completely embarassed.
- Hey don't believe I have any crush on you, hell I don't! I swear it's not what you're thinking.
Reita coughed and looked away.
- I know who is your crush actually.
- So why the weird reaction? What if it was true? Don't tell me you don't enjoy it with Ruki.
The bassist instantly shushed him.
- What the hell you should ask everybody's attention and tell them everything!
- Really? Ok wait.
Uruha chuckled and continued:
- I was only saying this because it's unfair Aoi is the only one who can make me jealous.
Reita grinned and shook his head.
- He doesn't know I'm with Ruki.
Uruha smirked and couldn't help but to look deeply at Aoi while speaking.
- You shouldn't have said this.
- My relationship is fine so please don't give me troubles.
- You won't have any. Just stay around me like this.
Reita sighed and asked:
- Tell me you don't love him, I won't believe you.
Uruha pouted and replied bitterly:
- I don't love him and maybe I don't believe myself either.
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I'm late and I'm sorry, I know a lot of you were waiting for this! I was ill (well I still am XD), and totally unsure about this chapter (also I'm sure you're cursing me because you waited for something else hahahahahahahahaha *falls*). I wish you all the best for 2011 ♥ And I hope we'll get the chance to have another kiss between those two handsome guitarists. And more. I begin this year with Break the rules and it's good because this story gave me the chance to have faithful readers and I also met awesome Gazelovers thanks to it!