New Heights Part Four

[life_giver]

[ How I'm feeling|
Nervous]
[ What I'm listening to| MUCC- Fuzz

Title: New heights (4/?)
Pairings: Uruha/Aoi/Kai, Aoi/Ruki/Uruha/Reita/Kai
Author: Life_giver
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I still don’t own anyone in this story *sad sigh*
Warnings: Once again, bad language, threesome, and for once I can say band orgy in some form or other.
Summary: He had decided that he would experiment with each and every single fetish with Uruha and Aoi that he’d ever kept at the back of his mind. He would bring them all to new, dangerous, and exciting heights together and he knew that that was just what his lovers wanted of him.
Notes: This is the third story following Oasis
and Intricate Affairs




They had all woken up groggy and sore that morning, not the happiest three people in the world that was for sure. Kai had felt like he had had a hangover for half the morning. He’d even downed three aspirins and a glass of orange juice and that bleary, aching feeling was just now starting to wear off as he moved around Uruha’s kitchen, trying his best to make them a breakfast that would help shrug off their morning after sex daze. Wasn’t sex supposed to make you feel good? On top of the world great? Obviously their bodies had missed the memo because Kai felt that he’d run a ten mile marathon up a mountain last night and he knew Uruha and Aoi must have felt ten times worst than him with their cuts, scratches, and bruises.

Kai slid the scrambled eggs he was cooking onto a plate and used his knee to turn the fire down on the bacon, multitasking, a skill he had picked up when he had worked as a cook so many years ago. He had put the bread into the toaster in exactly the amount of time it would take for the bacon to finish frying and as he laid the bacon out on a napkin lined plate, the toasted bread popped up from the toaster so that he was able to fix three plates in a swift matter of minutes without a pause in his fluid movements.

Kai poured himself another glass of orange juice, Uruha a glass of milk, and fixed Aoi a cup of coffee before wiping his hands on a dishtowel and standing back to admire his work. He smiled proudly at what he had been able to create despite the drum majors marching through his head at the moment.

Aoi and Uruha were in the bathroom and he could hear their low voices and the sound of them moving around in there. The door was slightly ajar and when Kai peeked around the corner to see what they were up to, he saw Aoi sitting on the bathroom counter and leaning against the mirror as Uruha stood between his legs, carefully applying some sort of antiseptic to the area around his lip where his teeth had broken the skin from that violent slap last night.

“I’m sorry baby,” Uruha was soothing as he dabbed at Aoi’s lip with a gentle finger. Kai could hear Aoi’s hissed intakes of breath and each time Uruha would press too hard, Aoi would hiss louder and Uruha would continue to murmur his calming apologies. “Sorry,” Uruha murmured one last time as Aoi grimaced and Uruha capped the tube of antiseptic he had been using. Uruha kissed the corner of Aoi’s mouth that wasn’t cut and petted his hair back as Aoi continued to lean against the mirror blearily. “You love pain and yet you hiss at me when I try to doctor your split lip.”

“A split lip, that you gave me.” Aoi smiled tiredly, the smile turning into a wince as the skin pulled the healing cut open once more. “I’m just glad you didn’t use your fist on me.” Kai grinned and made his way down the hallway to tell them that breakfast was ready.

“You would have deserved it,” Uruha muttered teasingly, kissing Aoi’s forehead. “I think Kai has breakfast ready if you feel like eating…” Uruha was saying when Kai made it to the open doorway of the bathroom.

“I practically have a buffet set up for you two so you better eat.” Kai chuckled, watching as Aoi groaned and closed his eyes against a headache Kai knew was raging as painful as his own. The excitement and stress of last night had waged war on their bodies and a good breakfast and a ton of aspirin would help after a few hours. Uruha smirked, patting Aoi’s knee consolingly, but his smirk turned into a frown when his eyes lighted on the cuts and bruises near Aoi’s hips.

“I’ll get your waist and your back after breakfast…if you’ll let me.” Uruha gave Aoi a pointed look as Aoi opened his eyes and glared at Uruha’s suggestion. “It’ll feel better and won’t get infected if we get some salve on your cuts as soon as possible,” Uruha reasoned until Aoi finally nodded, agreeing just to be left alone Kai was sure. Kai left them to themselves and only threw a glance over his shoulder to see Uruha kissing Aoi and stroking his cheek.

“You’re an asshole Aoi but god I love you,” He heard Uruha whisper.

“I love you too Uru…so damn much.” Aoi whispered back before they were kissing again and Kai let out an amused breath as he turned away. It would almost be humorous to see two roughed up people trying to kiss and wincing because of cut lips and bruises if it weren’t for how sweet they were being to one another. It was endearing.

The fresh feeling of relief and contentment hung in the air even as the three of them fought against their body’s protests to last night’s activities. Kai felt more relaxed, despite his headache, than he had in longer than he could remember. And surprisingly he hadn’t contemplated what had happened last night for one moment since he had woken up in a messy, tangled pile of limbs and three shades of hair fanned out on white pillows.

The feeling of sex was still alive on Kai’s skin, a reminder of the new page they had turned. Their page was blank and clean, ready for them to begin something fresh and Kai had no worries at all that the new start would be even better than the last. He was just glad that everything had worked out in the end and last night was what it was, a new opportunity to open a door, and in Kai’s mind it needed no further meditation. What was important at the moment was getting something in his lover’s stomachs and helping them bandage their battle scars for the day. Kai had one more day and night with Uruha and Aoi before normal life rudely barged in and broke up their peaceful serenity and he was going to enjoy the time he had left.

Kai sat down at the kitchen table and took a sip of his orange juice, watching the small birds that usually flocked around Uruha’s huge picture windows, waiting for him to throw something out to feed them. He could still smell Aoi’s spicy cologne and Uruha’s lavender scent on his skin and the fragrances kept him company and had him grinning at nothing at all as he began to eat.

That on top of the world feeling was starting to settle in finally and his headache was beginning to dissipate thankfully. He knew they all should have taken a shower after they had gotten up for the morning, but Kai liked having the smell of his lovers on him, it gave him a serene feeling that he never wanted to fade away. Besides, there would be time for bathing later on, after all….they did have company, due to arrive sometime later in the afternoon.

A hand passed through Kai’s hair and Aoi sat down next to him at the table before he even realized Aoi and Uruha had come into the kitchen. Uruha smiled and sniffed the air, the smell of bacon and coffee strong, before taking the seat across from him.

“Mmm, Kai, this looks and smells delicious. You’re always so good to us.”

“Even when we don’t deserve it,” Aoi cut in as he instantly grabbed for his coffee, as usual skimming past the hot plate of food in front of him. Uruha was already eating a forkful of eggs and letting Kai know how good he thought it was with murmured approvals and a myriad of expressions.

“Sometimes I have to agree but today I think we all deserve a rest…after last night,” Kai carefully explained. He wasn’t afraid of bringing up last night since it was a learning experience and something that was inevitable that they go through, but he really didn’t feel the need to lay the events of last night on the table for examination.

Today was a new day and last night had been a whirlwind of passionate emotions but they had solved their problem and Kai just wanted the day to stay like it was, light and carefree, and the evening…well the evening was a mystery to Kai but he hoped it wouldn’t be as frightening now that some things had been explained and settled, he just wished he knew what would be going on…and if he would be welcome in the events that he had been pondering on. He still didn’t know ‘exactly’ what was to happen and that thought alone was the only thing that could have unsettled him on a morning like the one he was sharing with his lovers.

“And Uruha…” Kai let a grin sneak onto his face as he changed the subject, though it seemed unnecessary as Aoi and Uruha continued to diligently eat their breakfast with their own little habits and quirks; Uruha with his syrupy bacon and overly peppered eggs, something Kai blanched at, and Aoi with his coffee drinking, contemplative stares at Uruha’s strange eating habits. “If you need help wrestling Aoi to the bed to slather him with salve, I’m willing to volunteer for the job,” Kai offered before hiding his smile as he took another sip from his glass of orange juice. Uruha looked up from drizzling syrup onto his plate of food to smirk over at Aoi. Aoi shrugged, an innocent, adorably exhausted expression set firmly on his face, as if he would have no strength left to fight them if they did decide to hold him down.

“I think I might take you up on that offer.” Uruha wet his lips as Aoi’s eyes slid from Uruha to Kai and back to Uruha suspiciously yet hungrily. “Aoi is a hard man to tackle when it comes to anything wet…and sticky…” Aoi nearly choked on his coffee at Uruha’s dirty insinuation at the breakfast table. Aoi wiped his chin free of coffee with the back of his hand and turned to Kai to get away from Uruha sliding his fork from his mouth slowly, a deliberately sexy act.

“Medicine. He means medicine,” Aoi muttered.

“You know what I mean and Kai does too,” Uruha murmured low, an obvious purr in his voice and in that moment Kai couldn’t help but think that only Aoi and Uruha could look so damn sexy and enticing so early in the morning after a night of wild sex.

“We don’t have time for your games Uru. We…we need to..shower…and..and…” Aoi trailed off as Uruha shrugged in that bored, yet sensual way that he did when he was trying to act disinterested in something. Uruha ran his tongue over his lips and then sucked a stray spot of syrup from his finger without ever looking at Aoi’s aching gaze. Sex at the breakfast table. Kai thought he had seen everything….obviously he had been wrong.

“I have to pick Ruki up…and you…you have to….” Aoi gave up on speech as Uruha continued to turn his breakfast into a lewd sex fest. Kai was watching Uruha with Aoi, but he knew they really didn’t have the time to do anything , not even something quick, and he knew Uruha would just tease them and then tell them they didn’t have time to mess around and they would be left hard and unsatisfied. Uruha was a cock tease when he wanted to be and it drove Aoi crazy. Kai was learning to dodge Uruha’s traps, something Aoi would never willingly learn.

“You know…I think I’ll go take a shower now before Ru-kun comes over.” Uruha smiled chastely, a wicked undertone painfully obvious as he set his fork down beside his plate and took a drink of milk. Kai felt his stomach clench as a drop of milk on Uruha’s bottom lip was sucked into his mouth, and naughty images flooded Kai’s mind before he could stop himself.

“But I thought you were going to take care of the scratches you left on my back and waist after breakfast,” Aoi protested with the most pitiful look he could possibly muster.

“Maybe later on tonight. You can suffer a little longer.” Uruha smirked. “You wouldn’t let me get near you with medicine if you didn’t think you’d get something out of it and regrettably that’s out of the question this morning.” Uruha pushed his chair back and left the kitchen table without so much as a goodbye to his lovers and Kai found himself wanting to follow him to relieve the excitement starting to build in an unwanted place. Washing his dirty mind out would work just as well but Kai scolded himself for foolishly falling for Uruha’s sensual display. Aoi wasn’t faring much better as he turned to Kai with down turned lips and a pleading look.

“You’re not getting anything from me Aoi,” Kai chastised and held his ground even when Aoi’s lips turned down even more and a hand reached for Kai’s knee. “You need to go home, take a shower, and pick up Ruki don’t you?”

“I know, but how am I supposed to explain this to him?” Aoi whimpered softly as he gestured to his lap and Kai choked on a laugh at the prominent tent in Aoi’s pants.

“Just tell him the truth. Uruha was practically about to climb on the table at breakfast and give us a strip tease and he got you hard.” Kai bit the inside of his cheek as Aoi shot him a death glare. “It’s nothing he hasn’t seen you with before.” Kai rose his eyebrows and turned away to begin clearing the table of dirty dishes. “I don’t see how you’re horny after the energy we burned last night though.” Kai scoffed at himself because he had no right to talk, but Aoi didn’t need to know that. They had things to attend to before sex.

“Uruha can give you an orgasm five minutes after you’ve last come,” Aoi insisted

“I think I‘m aware that.” Kai was laughing silently behind his hair as he stood and balanced two empty plates on one arm and picked up Aoi’s barely touched food in his other with the skill and ease of a professional.

“He could of at least offered me a cold shower,” Aoi continued to sulk as Kai loaded the dish washer.

“Bring your long jacket to wear until you get home,” Kai suggested, grinning as he heard Aoi’s chair scraping on the hardwood floor and the padding of bare feet until he could feel Aoi’s solid form standing close behind him.

“Just something small,” Aoi pleaded as he wound his hands around Kai’s waist and blocked him from continuing his task. Kai sighed exasperatedly and pushed away Aoi’s hands.

“Go home so you can get back and then we’ll work something out.” Kai’s grin widened as Aoi’s hands slipped under his arms and splayed across his chest, pressing their bodies closer together to where Kai could distinctly feel Aoi’s erection pressing against him insistently.

“But you’re so good at making me come.”

“I thought Uruha was the one that was good at that,” Kai shot back mischievously before once more taking Aoi’s wandering hands away from his body. He didn’t need to get anymore excited than he already was, especially to the point that Aoi was. “Why don’t you just join him in the shower and get him to help you out?”

“But I just want a little relief, he’ll kick my ass if I go asking him,” Aoi complained.

“Uruha’s in a good mood today,” Kai reasoned as he quickly finished loading the dishwasher and turned it on. If Aoi were to walk into the bathroom, he could pin Uruha the shower wall and have his way with him despite their tight squeeze for time because after last night…Uruha would give anything to Aoi today. Uruha was feeling closer to Aoi than he ever had, Kai could see it in his lover’s eyes, had seen it in the way he had doctored Aoi in the bathroom after they had gotten up for the day. But Aoi had seemed to miss that adoring look Uruha had been wearing all morning, so that was his loss. There would have been a struggle if Aoi had had the mind to follow Uruha to the shower because Uruha usually teased without putting out when they had no time, but this morning was an exception. Aoi could suffer a little though because he’d be getting Ruki later tonight. Kai knew he was being evil but he wanted Uruha to himself for a few hours before Aoi brought Ruki home to them.

“Never mind,” Aoi huffed, completely ignoring Kai’s suggestion much to his amusement. “Maybe Ruki will take care of it on the way back.”

“You‘re worse than Uruha I think.” Kai chuckled as Aoi pulled himself away from Kai’s back and went about looking for his clothes and his long, concealing coat. “You want what you want when you want it. Your hands are greedier than Uruha’s and mine combined.” ‘But I love you like that,’ Kai added silently. He liked his lover’s eagerness and even though that had been one of the reasons that had gotten them into last night’s predicament, he wouldn’t take Uruha and Aoi any other way. Aoi only grunted in response to Kai’s playful rebukes and Kai risked a side glance as Aoi stripped in the middle of the living room and began dressing from the overnight bag he had brought for the weekend.

Both Uruha and Aoi usually dressed anywhere in the house and even walked around naked despite the huge window connecting the living room and kitchen that had never had a curtain draped over it as long as Uruha had lived in his apartment. Uruha and Aoi had never had anything to be ashamed of when it came to their bodies so Kai wasn’t complaining, the view was always more than pleasing, he just wondered what the neighbors thought in the apartment building across from them.

Aoi finally pulled his coat around his body as Kai’s eyes followed his every fluid movement, wishing for a moment that he had taken his lover up on the offer of a ‘little helping hand’. Aoi grabbed his overnight bag and slung it over his shoulder before advancing on Kai and kissing him quickly on the lips.

“Fine, I’ll leave, but you’re both getting it tonight if I have my way,” Aoi muttered crossly.

“Bye Aoi.” Kai scrunched up his nose playfully and held onto the open ends of Aoi’s coat for one more short-lived kiss before letting him go. Kai wanted Aoi to define ‘it’ but he kept his mouth closed because if he did ask, he’d never get Aoi out of the house to get Ruki. Kai would spend the day getting ‘scolded’ on the couch if he teased him anymore. “Just hurry back so we can start the party.” ‘Whatever it might be.’ Kai chuckled just as Aoi shut the apartment door and a moment later heavy boots in rapid succession could be heard on the iron stairs leading down and out of the building.

Kai breathed a sigh of relief at getting Aoi out of the house and on his mission and silently begrudged Uruha for leaving him to do all the work before he pushed himself away from the kitchen counter and made his way down the dark hallway to find Uruha.

He could hear the shower running and when he opened the bathroom door, a billow of steam hit him in the face and the sound of water on the tiled wall was amplified in the medium sized bathroom. The steam was so thick from being trapped in the room that Kai could barely see Uruha’s slender form behind the fogged glass door of the shower. Uruha was washing his hair from what Kai could see, but when Kai let the door creak open even more to let some of the steam out of the bathroom, Uruha slid the glass door open and stuck his head out, his hair soapy and his face dripping wet.

“Kai?” Uruha asked as he wiped away the stray soap that was threatening to run into his eyes.

“It’s me,” Kai announced as he stood in the doorway and let the cool air into the stuffy bathroom. “You keep it so hot in here.” Kai waved away the steam from his face and watched as Uruha laughed and dripped water all over the tile floor.

“I know. I’m about to suffocate to death in here, but hot showers are the best. Do you wanna jump in here with me?” Uruha slid the glass door open even more to where Kai could see most of his lover’s slick, naked body. Of course he wanted to get into a shower with a naked Uruha even when he couldn’t breathe from all the hot steam billowing around him. Uruha waved Kai over and Kai, without a word, closed the bathroom door and stripped his pajama pants off to slip into the shower beside Uruha. The water was hot but felt good on his tired, and sore muscles and when Uruha kissed him and pressed his body against him, it felt even better.

“I’m guessing Aoi already left,” Uruha murmured as he ran his hands down Kai’s wet back and reached for the soap behind him.

“Cross and ready to take his frustration out on me and by the way…” Kai frowned and took the soap from Uruha so that he could begin washing his own body. “Thank you so much for leaving me to deal with him after you played with him that way. He was trying to have his way with me at the dishwasher.” Uruha laughed and took the soap back from Kai and began sliding the slick bar over Kai’s shoulders and down his chest. Kai sighed contentedly and leaned back against the cool tile of the shower and let Uruha pamper him for awhile.

“Now you know what I have to deal with every single day.” Uruha grinned and turned Kai around so that he could wash his back. Kai pressed his palms against the tile of the shower and nearly groaned at how good it felt to have Uruha washing him so attentively. “You’re only here on the weekends. Every time I open my front door, Aoi’s standing there with those pleading eyes. It’s impossible for me to turn him away.”

“And yet you have no trouble handing him to me when you don’t feel like dealing with him.” Kai turned his head, frowning over at Uruha playfully. Uruha smirked and flicked a drop of soap at Kai. The soap landed on the tip of Kai’s nose and was washed off a second later by the running water. Uruha chuckled and motioned for Kai to turn back around. Kai sighed and leaned forward so that his forehead touched the shower wall, giving Uruha access to his lower back.

“You make it sound as if we’re talking about an animal,” Uruha reprimanded, tickling Kai’s waist so that he was forced to squirm out of reach before Uruha sent him into a bout of pained laughter.

“Aoi can be an animal when he wants to be,” Kai reminded cheekily, his hips pressing back into Uruha’s hands when he was sure the other man wouldn’t try tickling him again.

“That’s actually very true.” Uruha chuckled softly and dropped the soap bar in favor of his own hands to drag across Kai’s skin and spread the slick soap over his waist. Kai closed his eyes, knowing Uruha wouldn’t relieve the arousal burning in his stomach. Uruha’s hands dipped to run over his stomach, smooth and wet, deliberately missing the most vital part of Kai’s excitement. “But he’s ours and I love him voracious and ready for anything.” Kai agreed with a quiet hum in the back of his throat, enjoying the teasing caresses he was getting.

There was a long silence as Uruha finished soaping Kai’s body and then pulled him under the running water to rinse off. It was then that Kai decided to ask about tonight. He knew he really shouldn’t, but he was curious as to what exactly was going to happen when Ruki came over that evening. He still didn’t want to be so clueless to everything, and Uruha and Aoi owed him a little explanation anyway.

“Uru….” Kai started slowly, turning around to face his lover who was now soaping his own body under the light spray of water.

“Hmm?” Uruha murmured as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back to catch the water on his neck.

“What’s going to happen when Ruki comes over this evening?” He asked bluntly, no beating around the bush, because he was tired of waiting around for them to tell him about everything. He was going to have to start being more assertive, finding things out on his own if he was going to get them to stop leaving him out of their little rendezvous with Ruki and Reita. Uruha frowned as he looked at Kai through the falling water between them and then let a small contemplative smile touch his lips.

“What happens every time Ruki comes over,” Uruha replied simply.

“Which is-” Kai prodded.

“Do you even have to ask?” Uruha pinned him with a look that told Kai everything. His musings had been correct. Ruki’s visit wouldn’t be just a visit, but why were they planning on doing this when he was in the house? It all seemed odd to Kai when he thought about it.

“But why isn’t Reita coming over and am I going to be kicked out for the night or something?” Kai wondered agitatedly and started when Uruha let out a laugh and pulled Kai closer to him, wrapping his arms around Kai’s small form and kissing his forehead.

“You aren’t going to be kicked out. What gave you that idea? You’re with me and Aoi, we do things together.”

“But we’ve never done that together,” Kai emphasized with a flick of his hand. “I’ve never even seen you and Aoi be anything more than friends to Ruki and Reita. I’ve never been here when you’ve…” Kai shrugged, ending his statement there. Uruha kissed Kai softly and then leaned back to see his face.

“Well I just thought you would be ready by now…you’ve seemed ready for a while. I can always call them and tell them not to come if you don’t want them here with us, but I thought it might be good for you to at least see what happens, even if you don’t want to do anything with us,” Uruha explained. “Ruki was originally going to come over for Aoi, but I called Reita this morning to get him to come too after what happened last night. I think it’d be best if we were all together. Aoi agreed that we shouldn’t pair off anymore like we do…it only creates tension and problems. I really want you to be with us…all together Kai, but we’d never force anything on you that you don’t want to do…you know that.” Kai nodded. He had been ready for a while now, he had just been confused as to what his lovers were trying to do tonight and now that he knew, it came as a slight surprise. He would have never thought that they were setting this up for him. Uruha looked at him expectantly.

“I’m ready…I was just…curious about tonight.” Kai breathed a sigh of relief at finally knowing what to expect when Ruki and now Reita came over that evening. He wouldn’t be so naïve and lost anymore. “I didn’t know what was going to happen. I mean I did…but then I didn’t…I’m not making any sense I know. I just thought that maybe you would want me to leave since being with Reita and Ruki have always been something that only happens between you and Aoi.”

Kai had never felt like he belonged with his other two band mates, that their forbidden relationship with his own lovers was only something that was casually hinted here and there but never brought up in full or offered to Kai in any way. It would be awkward Kai guessed, to be with Reita and Ruki like he was with his lovers, but he would find out how everything would unfold tonight. He would be able to see if he could be with Reita and Ruki like he had come to be with Aoi and Uruha. He was more than curious and eager to find out. Being with two people had been a mind-blowing experience. How would being with four people feel? The thought was overpowering and had a shiver of expectancy trickling down his spine.

“That’s about to change tonight. I want you there with us. I want you to experience everything we have to offer...you do remember our promise don‘t you?” Uruha kissed Kai’s wet lips and held him against his body. Kai smiled inwardly at the thought. They really were spoiling him to death.

“I think it’s going to be a fun night after all.” Kai grinned contentedly and turned to shut off the water as the shower became too chilly to stand, ending their alone time together. Aoi would be home in a few hours with Ruki and he would soon discover what exactly went on with his band when he wasn’t around.

******

“You know,” Uruha began, one hand on his hip, the other flicking a wooden mixing spoon in emphasis so that red spaghetti sauce flew onto the counter much to Kai’s dismay. He’d cleaned that counter only minutes ago and now he’d have to clean it all over again. Kai rolled his eyes and received the cutting board Uruha pushed to him before going back to waving his spoon around like a weapon as he talked.

“Fruit makes your come taste better.” Kai’s eyes widened as he turned to stare at Uruha. Those types of random comments shouldn’t surprise him as long as he had been around Uruha, but talking about bodily fluids while they were trying to cook was taking it a bit too far in Kai’s opinion.

“What? It does!” Uruha exclaimed as he caught Kai’s stare, seeming to mistake Kai’s surprised expression for disbelief towards Uruha’s untimely revelation. “I think I’ll cut up the mango I bought the other day…and maybe some strawberries. Anything sweet or fruity will do.” Kai rolled his eyes once more and reached for the few vegetables Uruha liked to mix into the secret recipe for spaghetti sauce that only Kai knew about. He had given up on trying to fully understand Uruha a long time ago.

“Who do you plan on feeding the fruit to?” Kai asked with a sly grin as he slipped a cutting knife from it’s wooden block holder and began carefully chopping the vegetables up for the sauce. Kai might as well have just asked Uruha who he was planning on putting his mouth on tonight, but Uruha understood Kai’s teasing insinuation naturally. Uruha licked the corner of his mouth and smirked in that playfully self satisfied way of his.

“Everyone of course,” Uruha responded without pause. Kai tched at Uruha’s wicked behavior while they were trying to cook.

“Aoi believes in cooking with love…I think you believe in cooking with too much love.” Kai chuckled and nearly earned a poke in his side from Uruha’s sauce covered mixing spoon. Kai ducked out of the way just in time and only received a forced glare from his kitchen accomplice.

Kai smiled to himself and went back to cutting up vegetables into mint sized pieces while glancing at the clock every now and then. It was nearing evening. It had been hours ago since Aoi had left so he and Ruki would be walking through the door anytime now and Reita would follow suite sometime later on when they were all ready to sit down to dinner.

Kai had no doubt in his mind that Aoi had persuaded Ruki to take care of the little problem Uruha had left him with this morning. Aoi should have been back an hour ago with Ruki. It didn’t take that much time to get to Aoi’s place, shower, dress, and then drive across town to pick Ruki up. They were definitely messing around while Kai and Uruha slaved over dinner for them. But Uruha didn’t seem to mind at all that Aoi was probably molesting Ruki in the backseat of his car. Uruha only continued to smile as he stirred the spaghetti sauce on the stove and added the vegetables and spices Kai was currently chopping. Uruha was too high on last night to care about much of anything it seemed and Kai was glad of that. Uruha had gotten what he had wanted and needed last night finally and nothing would be able to drag him out of his satisfied state anytime soon.

“Here, take a taste and tell me if it needs something more.” Uruha turned and held the wooden spoon up for Kai to take a taste of the spaghetti sauce. Kai opened his mouth and let Uruha slip the spoon in. Uruha pulled back and waited with an expectant look on his face as Kai savored the slightly spicy sauce and then licked his lips. He had to admit, Uruha was a master at spaghetti sauce and even if Ruki and Reita were tired of spaghetti, they were still going to love eating Uruha’s spaghetti. The secret ingredients really made a difference, Kai mused. Uruha rose his eyebrows, anxious for Kai’s opinion.

“It’s delicious,” Kai finally replied, emphasizing his fondness for the sauce by washing the spoon quickly and then dipping it back into the bubbling pot on the stove to get another spoonful to taste.

“Really?” Uruha looked worried. “Are you sure there’s nothing else I could put in it to give it more of a…kick?” Uruha wondered as he watched Kai greedily eating another spoonful of sauce.

“Anymore kick and we’ll all be flat on our backs before dinner’s over.” Kai’s tongue was already starting to tingle from the spices Uruha had put in his sauce. But it was so delectable that Kai found himself trying to dip the spoon into the pot for yet another taste, but Uruha sighed in exasperation and plucked the spoon from his hand before he could reach the sauce. Kai’s mouth opened in protest, his hand still poised over the pot. He’d only wanted one more taste…or two. Uruha shot him a scolding look and went back to fretting over the ingredients he had put in the sauce and what else he should add to it to make it better.

“Look, you’re the chef Uruha, it’s fine like it is. Everyone’s going to love it,” Kai reassured as he longingly watched Uruha stirring the sauce to completion. Aoi and Ruki had better make it back fast or that spaghetti sauce was going to be gone before they even had a chance to taste it.

“I don’t want it to be just ‘fine’, I want it to be incredible.” Uruha was muttering to himself as he checked the scrap of paper where he had listed everything to put into the secret spaghetti sauce. Kai turned and hugged Uruha from behind, resting his chin on Uruha’s hunched shoulder to watch him work.

“The sauce is more than incredible, it’s spectacular, it’s mind-blowing, it’s…it’s even better than sex I’m convinced.” Kai grinned and kissed the back of Uruha’s neck, but Uruha had quit listening to him minutes ago. Uruha zoned out when he didn’t care to listen to anyone, and he heard and felt nothing at those times. It was the most annoying thing Uruha was capable of doing, and it often had Aoi and Kai both grumbling in discontent and fighting to draw Uruha’s attention back to them like the spoiled children they really were. But at that moment, Kai just decided to leave Uruha to his sauce and walk away because he knew that Uruha was off in his own mind and he wouldn’t be coming back until he got that damn spaghetti sauce more perfect than it already was.

Kai let out a tired breath and left the kitchen for the darkened living room. He flicked on the lights so that he could see where he was going and instantly honed in on the couch. He fell back onto the oversized couch and propped his feet up on the glass coffee table, something that irritated Uruha more than dropping food on his clean carpet, but Uruha wasn’t paying any attention to what Kai was doing, so it really didn’t matter what Kai did.

He wondered idly if Uruha was always like this when Ruki and Reita came over. Uruha liked things to be perfect, but he was really going all out tonight to make sure everything was as flawless as it could be, to the clean apartment and spaghetti sauce, right down to how the dinner table was laid out. Kai scowled at how many times he had had to set the table out and then reset it because it wasn’t to Uruha’s liking.

“I am not a slave boy,” Kai belted out over his shoulder, loud enough for Uruha to hear if he had been listening. He chalked up Uruha’s obsessive behavior over the night to the need for everything to be perfect because…well it was Kai’s first time with this and Uruha must have know how nervous he was about what was going to happen.

Uruha wanted everything to go smoothly because it could mean making a decision to make this meet up with the five of them a regular deal or continuing to have Uruha and Aoi meeting with Ruki and Reita alone, and that option just wasn’t an option anymore. Now that he was comfortable in his relationship with his lovers, Kai didn’t know if he could handle anymore secrecy. He was either part of what his lovers did with Reita or Ruki….or Kai could see it clearly in Uruha’s worried glance….Uruha and Aoi would inevitably stop seeing their other band mates. It wouldn’t be fair to Kai to continue seeing Ruki and Reita secretly and leaving Kai out.

Kai just hoped fervently that everything would turn out alright and that his musings on four lovers were even better than two were correct. He didn’t want Uruha and Aoi to have to give up the arrangement they had had before he had come to be with them, that didn’t seem fair either. Kai knew that his other two band mates meant a lot to his lovers and he didn’t want to mess things up for them. It was a win or lose situation and Kai braced himself for it.

Kai leant back and lost himself in the big couch he had come to love in too many ways. For one it was so comfortable and huge that if he laid down in it and fell asleep no one would be able to find him for days he was sure and for another thing…well the couch was big enough for three people and that should explain everything perfectly. He thought about turning on the television as he picked up the remote sitting beside him but he let it drop back out of his hand as he heard the familiar sound of keys jingling outside of the front door and the jiggling of the lock. Aoi was home.

For some reason Kai’s heartbeat sped up and he couldn’t help but twist around to see his lover coming through the door with Ruki in tow. He was about to be let in on yet another secret world and he couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought. He was curious about how differently Ruki and Reita would act around Uruha and Aoi tonight and if it would be awkward to him or just as natural as it felt being around his own lovers.

Kai lowered himself back down to the couch on his stomach and rested his folded arms on the couch arm as he watched Ruki closing the door behind he and Aoi. There was nothing out of the ordinary about their entrance, moreover it seemed like an everyday situation. The band was always having dinner or staying over at each other’s house for one reason or another and seeing Ruki and Aoi walking into Uruha’s apartment was too normal. He wanted something forbidden or thrilling to happen in his tainted mind because this part of his lover’s world had been hidden from him for far too long.

Aoi and Ruki didn’t notice him watching them from the living room, in fact, they’d have to walk into the living room to see him over the big couch or he’d have to sit up, but he didn’t want to be noticed at the moment, he wanted to observe. He did that a lot when he was being initiated into something for the first time, he watched and learned before trying it out for himself. Perhaps that’s what he would do tonight, he wasn’t sure if he would join in just yet. It depended on how things went.

“I think the sauce is almost perfect,” Uruha exclaimed as Aoi came over to give him a greeting kiss.

“It’s always perfect,” Aoi murmured between their kiss. “Let me try it.” Uruha grinned and let Aoi take a small taste. Aoi made a face akin to Kai’s contemplating expression when he had been tasting the spaghetti sauce. Aoi gave the spoon back after a moment and frowned. “God Uru, what the hell did you put in there? It’s revolting,” Aoi teased and ducked Uruha’s weapon of a spoon in much the same way that Kai had. Kai hid a smile in the arm of the couch at the exchange.

“Wow…it’s my favorite dish…” Ruki uttered without an ounce of enthusiasm as he eyed the spaghetti sauce and the noodles Uruha was just beginning to strain. Uruha looked over his shoulder and smiled sweetly over at Ruki as if he had no idea why Ruki sounded less than pleased at what he was going to be serving for dinner.

“What’s wrong Ruki? The last time I checked, you absolutely loved spaghetti. I thought you’d appreciate my effort.” Uruha grinned as Ruki rolled his eyes, knowing not to waste his breath arguing because Uruha was only teasing him. Uruha knew how tired Ruki was of spaghetti but he also knew that his secret spaghetti sauce made up for the cruel joke because Uruha’s spaghetti was like no one else’s. Even Ruki would enjoy it tonight despite his growing aversion to the noodle dish. Maybe Kai could teach Ruki how to cook something other than spaghetti sometime in the near future if everything went smoothly that night and they all somehow agreed on a permanent liaison between the five of them.

“Come here.” Uruha’s teasing grin softened as he waved Ruki over to him. Ruki gave Uruha a look of mistrust but went to him anyway. Uruha leaned forward and kissed Ruki on the lips in front of Kai for the first time. It wasn’t a long or deep kiss, but it was still something Kai had yet to see and he found himself fixated to it. The contact seemed sweet as Uruha pulled back with a small smile. Ruki looked surprised for a moment and then he shot Uruha and then Aoi a disbelieving glare.

“Okay so who is this and what did you do with Uruha?” Uruha just smiled at Ruki’s exclamation and turned around to start serving the food. Obviously Uruha wasn’t the most affectionate with Ruki which wasn’t hard to believe given their previous situation and the way that Ruki was the victim of Uruha’s practical jokes during band practice. Uruha loved Ruki, there was no doubt about that, but it seemed he wasn’t prone to showing that love very much, but maybe that would change. A lot of things were changing these days for Kai and for his lovers.

Aoi chuckled and Kai bit his bottom lip against a smile. Ruki would never know the reason for Uruha’s sudden change because last night had only been between Kai, Uruha, and Aoi, and it would continue to be only between the three of them. Some things weren’t meant to be shared, even with Ruki and Reita.

“So what took you two so long?” Uruha asked with a raised eyebrow as he began setting out plates on the dinner table along with seperate steaming bowls of the noodles and sauce. Uruha was forcing back a grin because he knew as well as Kai what had taken three hours longer than necessary to do.

“Well you know…we had to do this and that-” Aoi shrugged, trying to act casual.

“No I don’t know, and what’s ‘this’ and ‘that’?” Uruha prodded playfully, his hands busy with the food. Kai knew he should get up and help serve the food because he’d done half of the cooking, but he liked just watching everyone and trying to get a feel for how Ruki was with his lovers before he stepped in and tried to fit in with them. So far everyone was acting like they usually did around each other save for the kisses and the teasing looks being thrown around subtly.

“It takes Aoi two hours more than everyone else on the planet to get ready and then he drives ten miles an hour everywhere he goes because he’s afraid of scratching the paint on that damn car-” Ruki began to explain despite Uruha’s knowing glances.

“I do not drive ten miles an hour,” Aoi protested indignantly, but everyone knew that that was close enough to the truth. Maybe he didn’t drive ten miles an hour but he drove slower than most people and always parked away from other cars in parking lots so that everyone who was with him had to walk a long distance to wherever they were going. Aoi was paranoid when he was in his beloved car, but Uruha on the other hand was a speed demon, and let’s just say that Kai would pick Aoi to ride with in a car over Uruha any day.

“We stopped to get lunch, and then we got stuck in traffic because of Aoi’s wonderfully accurate traffic report before we left his apartment-”

“Really now,” Uruha murmured, clearly not taking the bait from the line as he began setting out drinks at each place at the dinner table.

“And then we had to stop to get gas and the woman at the counter took fifteen minutes counting out my change-” Ruki continued unfazed until Aoi let out a loud sigh, cutting him off mid-sentence.

“Oh hell, we stopped on the side of the road and he gave me what you wouldn’t give me this morning,” Aoi admitted with a shrug. “But then again, I’m sure you already knew that.” Uruha just smiled without saying a word as he delivered the last finishing touches to the dinner table.

“He practically held me down, I couldn’t do anything to stop him,” Ruki explained, but Uruha waved him off.

“Ruki, I’m sure you initiated half of it so stop telling lies-” Uruha reprimanded playfully.

“I’m not telling lies, everything I told you was true. I don’t know what you did to him this morning, but he was desperate when he came to pick me up. I should have just called Reita and rode with him.” Ruki frowned over at Aoi and for the first time Kai noticed Ruki’s laughably mussed hair, evidence to Aoi’s molestation. “I’m not a plaything, as much as you like to treat me like one,” Ruki muttered as Aoi took his seat at the end of the dinner table and pretended not to notice the glares being thrown his way.

“I’m sorry Ruki. I guess I shouldn’t have teased him this morning and then let him pick you up.” Uruha apologized as he passed by Ruki on the way to the table. He stole a kiss from their vocalist before setting out the salt and pepper in the middle of the table and then stood back to make sure everything was flawless.

“You’re being too nice and I’m still wondering what the reason for that is. You two don’t have anything evil planned for me and Reita tonight do you?” Ruki wondered with an accusing glance between Aoi and Uruha.

“Don’t look at me.” Aoi raised his hands to ward off Ruki’s suspicions and Uruha sat down beside Aoi at the table, his face suddenly becoming serious. The playfulness and teasing air of the room seemed to slowly evaporate as Ruki’s good-humored glare faded from his face. Ruki could tell that Uruha was about to say something important and Kai tensed up because he knew that he was about to become the subject of their conversation. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to face them.

It was so strange because these were the people he had known for years upon years. He led their band and they followed him. He lived with them on the road when they were on tour and saw things that only friends were allowed to see like bed-hair, bare faces, and cranky attitudes. He knew these people like they were family and now he knew Uruha and Aoi intimately and yet…he was still nervous as hell around them at the moment because he was going to have to begin to love Ruki and Reita as more than friends and that thought frightened him in it’s complexity. He didn’t know if he could do it. His relationship with Aoi and Uruha had been hard enough to maintain and they were still working on it and always would be. He wondered how much harder it would be to keep two more people satisfied.

“Okay…well, you’ve known about Kai for awhile now. You know he’s been with us for a long enough time to introduce him to our relationship with you and Reita. I thought…tonight would be a good night to try to ease him into it. The sooner we know if it’s going to work out, the better in my opinion,” Uruha replied steadily. Even he seemed a little on edge about what they were going into. It wasn’t a simple situation…five people together. Three people in a relationship had seemed an almost impossible thing to uphold, now they would be wading into unfamiliar and vague waters with five people.

Of course Reita and Ruki would only be a frequent arrangement as they had been with Aoi and Uruha, but they would be a part of Kai’s intimate life now and it was overwhelming. Kai had never even heard of five people being with each other in a relationship. Ruki was quiet for a moment as if contemplating Uruha’s proposition before his brow creased and he looked around the apartment.

“Where is he anyway?” He asked and Kai knew that he would have to come out of hiding. It would be better to get through this sooner than later as Uruha had put it. The excitement was still swirling in the pit of his stomach but now it was mixed with a bundle of nerves and the combination was stomach-turning. Uruha looked directly through the living room over his shoulder, searching Kai out.

“He was helping me cook and then he wandered off somewhere…the living room I think.” Kai sat up on the couch to where he would be noticed and Uruha’s eyes instantly locked on him.

“Kai…” Uruha smiled and waved him over and Kai had no other choice but to go to his expectant lovers and the person he had previously only looked upon as a close friend. Uruha stood from his chair as Kai came to stand next to him. Kai hated how tense and quiet he was at the moment, it was uncharacteristic of him, but sleeping with his band mates had been more than out of character for him so there was no surprising himself at this point. But this was Ruki…his friend, his vocalist, and he couldn’t even make eye contact with him as Uruha wrapped an arm around his shoulders.

“So?” Uruha murmured, directing his inquiry to Ruki.

“Aoi explained a few things to me and I know how you both feel about him and all I can say is…you two are the decision makers. Whatever makes you happy, you know I’m up for anything and so is Reita…” Ruki shrugged. “Most times…” He added as an afterthought.

Kai briefly wondered if Ruki thought this whole situation as un-nerving as he did, but decided that he probably didn’t judging by the casual stance he took as he regarded Kai with a curious glance, as if seeing him in a different light. Kai knew he was definitely viewing Ruki with new eyes in their current situation.

“Okay,” Uruha replied as if confirming some unspoken agreement. The exhilaration and relief was clear in his voice as he sat back down at the table and motioned for Kai to take the seat across from him in his usual place. One hurdle had been conquered, now it was time to see if they could get over the most important obstacle…the one that would determine so much in too short a time.

“Reita should be here in a moment,” Ruki declared as he took his place beside Aoi at the table and looked at his watch with a raised eyebrow. “I’d say…right about now…” Kai’s eyes widened as he heard the sudden heavy, shuffling footsteps that had always been distinctly Reita’s footfall coming up the stairs to their floor.

“How’d you know he was coming at that exact moment?” Kai marveled at Ruki’s bizarre accuracy. Ruki let the corner of his full mouth twitch at the corner in a smirk as he leaned back in his chair with an arm over the back of it.

“I’ve known Reita since we were kids, I can set my watch by him….literally.” Ruki’s smirk stayed on his lips as three quick knocks on the front door resounded through the small apartment and Reita’s muffled voice calling them through the wood finalized his arrival. Kai could already see what a strong connection Ruki and Reita had between each other, it seemed to mirror his own tie with Aoi and Uruha. It wasn’t just the fact that Reita could be predictable at times…it was something deeper that only Ruki was allowed access to in Reita. Kai could see this even before he would see Reita and Ruki together intimately, being who they could only be behind closed doors with each other. The pain of that irony was shared between all five of them and would only serve to tie them closer together Kai was sure.

Uruha stood up to answer the door and Kai watched through the doorway as the same ritual of a tender kiss was carried out between Uruha and Reita as it had been between Uruha and Ruki. When Reita finally stepped into the apartment and took off his wet boots from the summer rain that had been coming and going for half of the evening, Kai noticed the bottle of wine he held in his hand. Uruha’s eyes lighted on the bottle of wine just as Kai noticed it and a tiny grin spread across his face. Kai knew at that moment that he would have to limit Uruha’s drinking that night or things would get a bit too wild and he didn’t want anything extreme for his first night with Reita and Ruki. Uruha was unpredictable with alcohol in his bloodstream.

“Hey everyone,” Reita greeted as he joined them at the table, taking the empty space across from Aoi and Ruki. He held up the bottle of wine and then set it down in the middle of the table by the wooden salad bowl. “I brought the party.” A roguish smile from Reita and then everyone was passing looks around the table that Kai slunk away from.

The tension rose around Kai for a moment as promises were made with eyes and smirks before Uruha cut through the sexual ambiance to serve the salad. He tossed a calming look over the table to where Kai was currently sitting still and looking around at everyone as if he didn’t belong there. Kai silently thanked Uruha for breaking up the tense air around them some. Kai needed to be eased into this, not thrown into a sexual orgy at the dinner table. Uruha finished serving the salad and Kai was handed a plate by Reita who looked him over in much the same way that Ruki had done.

Kai could tell that both Ruki and Reita were as curious about him as he was about them in this relationship and that comforted him a bit. Being the center of attention had always made him uneasy. One would think being a bandleader of a successful band meant that he loved the attention, but for him, it was the complete opposite. He had enjoyed Uruha and Aoi’s attentions over time but throwing Ruki and Reita into the mix was almost too much.

Reita was still looking him over inquisitively and Kai shot him a look that clearly let Reita know he wasn’t enjoying the scrutiny. Reita smiled at him and took a bite of his salad. Kai didn’t feel as hungry as he had been a while ago, his appetite was waning at the thought of what was to come.

“So…are you ready for the party?” Reita suddenly asked. Kai was painfully aware of the mischievous glint in his eyes. Kai thought for a moment, knowing he would to have to get drunk off of his ass to ever be really ready for the ‘party’ that Reita was expecting. Reita was looking at him eagerly and he felt his fingers tighten around the fork he was holding uselessly. He felt like slapping himself across the face at how quiet and standoffish he was acting.

Uruha was periodically throwing him worried looks across the table as he talked with Aoi and Ruki. Uruha wanted this to work and Kai’s nerves were only making this harder on everyone. He was eventually going to make everyone else feel awkward along with him. He didn’t want this encounter to be tense and nerve-wracking and he realized that it didn’t have to be…if he just tried to be himself around his friends and let the rest fall into place. Uruha and Aoi were just Uruha and Aoi at that moment as they joked with and teased Ruki, and Reita was trying to pull Kai into their circle. Reita was trying to coax him into their laidback perspective on this whole thing and Kai was only mentally biting his nails and worrying if things would work out. He wasn’t attempting to make this work.

Things were going to go down the gutter if he continued to act like a stranger through the whole evening, so he sucked in a deep breath and took the plunge, not knowing where he would resurface but hoping it was as good a place as being with Uruha and Aoi alone was. He knew how to handle his friends and despite what they would be doing tonight, it would be easier being the Kai everyone knew…because being himself was what had captured Uruha and then Aoi’s attention…he only hoped it was good enough to charm his other two band mates. Kai let a grin sneak onto his face as he turned to regard Reita.

“I think I’m ready to eat first of all…” Kai replied with a teasing undertone he hoped would smooth out the rough start he had unwittingly began with. Reita rose an eyebrow, seeming pleased that Kai was beginning to relax and be himself. It was a step in the right direction. Kai grabbed for the bowl of the angel hair noodles Uruha was fond of cooking with and served himself before handing the bowl to Reita and then going for Uruha’s incredible spaghetti sauce. “We slaved over this food all evening so I expect it to be appreciated. Uru drove me crazy with his quest for extraordinary, better than sex spaghetti sauce.” Reita laughed and began filling his plate. The ice was beginning to crack and Kai was starting to feel better about the evening.

“Nothing is better than sex,” Reita admonished disbelievingly as he handed the bowl of spaghetti sauce to Aoi. When Kai glanced over at Uruha, he saw how visibly relieved Uruha was at how Kai was feeling more comfortable and it only served to drive Kai to make this night perfect.

“Just try the spaghetti and tell me if you feel the same way after you’ve tasted it.” Kai smirked and watched Reita roll his eyes.

“I’ve eaten Uruha’s cooking and it’s good but it’s not better than sex-” Reita insisted.

“You’re just addicted to sex Reita, that’s the only reason you’re saying that,” Uruha muttered with a reproachful glare set on their bassist as he took a bite of the spaghetti.

"I don't think you have any room to talk Uru," Reita scoffed.

“Just tell him it’s delicious so he’ll leave us alone about the damn spaghetti,” Aoi urged, surprisingly receiving a reproachful punch to his arm from Ruki instead of the ever-abusive Uruha. Kai was starting to see Aoi as a human punching bag and it only made him want to hug his mistreated lover. How had he ever saw Aoi as intimidating? It didn’t seem plausible that at one time, Aoi had caused his stomach to knot up in an uncomfortable bundle of anxiety in much the same way Ruki and Reita had done. Aoi was just silly, kind, and suave to Kai now. And he felt like holding and kissing his lover more than anything at any given moment. He hoped that his relationship with Reita and Ruki would somehow become less daunting and turn into something akin to what he had with Uruha and Aoi.

“Actually…” Reita was murmuring as he took another bite of Uruha’s famous spaghetti and then another, obviously enjoying it more than he had expected to. “There’s something different about it tonight…it just might rival sex in some weird way.” Kai caught Uruha grinning victoriously and held back the ‘I told you so’ that was itching to escape, instead he went for another tease to help break the ice even more between him and his band mates.

“That’s because it was made with love.” Kai covered his mouth and laughed into it as he turned his head away from Reita, knowing that Uruha was trying to contain his own snort of laughter at their private joke. When Kai turned back, he had to hold back another bout of laughter at Reita’s appalled look. Reita’s fork was frozen in mid air as he stared at Kai and then Uruha with a weary gaze.

“You didn’t,” Reita stated as if convincing himself that Uruha couldn’t have possibly done what was going through his perverted mind. Obviously Reita knew about Uruha’s unseemly kitchen habits. Kai silently hoped that Uruha had never really made good on his lewd culinary teases.

“Don’t worry Rei, the only thing I put in the sauce are the secret ingredients and unfortunately that doesn’t include any of the love you’re imagining,” Uruha put the dirty joke at ease with a chuckle. “How could you even think something like that of me?” Uruha tried an offended sulk on for size but decided it didn’t fit him and ended up grinning at Reita who visibly relaxed.

“I know you Uru…you’ve done some weird shit, I wouldn’t put it past you.” Reita shook his head and proceeded in taking another bite of the spaghetti, reassured that Uruha hadn’t done anything inappropriate to it.

“You’re all sick, you know that?” Ruki tched, once more verbally distancing himself from his friend’s antics. Kai could already tell that Ruki liked to pretend he wasn’t corrupt and naughty like the rest of them, but Kai had always seen through that blameless façade Ruki liked to put forth. Ruki had always liked to dissuade anything linking him to anything vulgar or uncouth, even before Kai had even known about his relationship with Uruha and Aoi. He liked to claim he was disgusted by porn even, every man’s weakness. Ruki was definitely telling little white lies about how virtuous he supposedly was.

Ruki was so polite and such a gentleman everywhere but the stage and it made Kai even more curious to see this other side of Ruki that Aoi was fond of talking about; the dark, dirty side, where manners and refinement were something unheard of. He found himself wanting to see everything he hadn’t been allowed to see all of these years.

“Let’s just save the ‘love’ for the bedroom shall we?” Aoi retorted and Kai silently agreed. A rush of anticipation swept through his body, even as he tried to disentangle the bundle of nerves playing tricks in his stomach. Tonight was going to be full of the unknown and the forbidden and Kai was ready to take another dip in the fountain of corruption.

Go to Part Five


Sorry for the looooong wait on this. I don’t have a good enough excuse for how long it took me to write this >< I’m just very busy as always even with the small break I had and these last chapters are going to be hard to write for obvious reasons XD. I’ll try to make the next update quicker x.X But hey, at least Reita and Ruki have finally made their appearance, hope it was somewhat satisfying o.0 Oh and ignore the 'stopped here' marks, I just fixed them. I put them in to help me edit ><