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[ What I'm listening to| The GazettE- Untitled. LOVE this song T___T

Title: Paradox (6/6)
Pairings: Aoi/Kai/Uruha, Kai/Uruha, Reita/Ruki, various pairings. (Can we say that everyone sleeps with everyone now? taha)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: For the most part they had always been Kai's oasis, but at other times...they were something of a confusing paradox to him. It was a never-ending maze with Uruha and Aoi and Kai found he was still lost in the hedges sometimes, groping blindly, searching for the way that would lead him to all their secrets.
Notes: This is the fifth story in the series following Oasis



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At first, Kai couldn't discern what Aoi's murmuring was about but as he stepped closer and looked around the corner, he caught threads of words that he strung together in his mind slowly. The rising sun light was starting to touch the edge of the bed and he could see Aoi laying on his side behind Uruha, his body sinuous and gorgeous and naked to the waist, his skin and hair still damp from the ocean. He had his chin propped on his hand as he continued a soft monologue Kai wasn't sure was heard by Uruha who had his back to Aoi and seemed to be asleep.

"....even if it was more than that for you and whoever......he was.... it's never been that way for me...." Kai caught Aoi's whispered words and held them to his chest as he leaned his head against the doorframe. What was Aoi saying? He couldn't understand the shreds of murmuring he was being given, couldn't piece them together into anything coherent. It could have been pure silence for all he understood. This felt too much like the night he had spied on Aoi and Ruki. Kai felt like an intruder, so out of place, a stranger looking in on people he didn't know once more....

"He's not you....he's never been you, and I think you know this....but what am I to you?" Aoi raised a hand and let it hover just over Uruha's bare shoulder as if he wanted to touch but couldn't bring himself to. Kai had never seen Aoi look so hesitant, so unsure, especially around Uruha.

"It's almost like you're looking for more than I can give you....." Kai sucked in a breath at Aoi's bitter utterance. Aoi's hand dropped to the bed but he remained staring at Uruha's back as if he could will Uruha to turn around and acknowledge him.

"You brought Kai into this because you thought he would give you whatever it is I can't, didn't you? And what if he can't give it you?" Aoi's voice shook just the slightest and his uncharacteristic insecurity brought Kai back to the night Aoi had thrown punches at the guy who had hit on Uruha at the bar. Things had begun going downhill from there, that much was certain. It hadn't been the first time Uruha had made eyes at someone or flirted or allowed someone to buy him drinks, but maybe that night had been a breaking point for Aoi in a shadowed war Kai hadn't even noticed going on behind his back.

"Why isn't this enough for you? Why am I not enough?" Aoi's voice was so strained, Kai could imagine he was holding back from releasing what he had difficulty showing anyone..... even Kai. He doubted Ruki and Reita had ever seen Aoi break down either. Aoi had always been too strong in Kai's eyes to bow his head and submit to emotions of that degree. He knew Uruha could pull many things from Aoi, but tears?

Kai felt that he should leave, melt back into the darkness of the hallway and join Ruki on the deck and pretend he wasn't breaking inside with Aoi. He imagined that he could sit beside Ruki watching the sun creep higher over the water and forget that he'd ever walked into a battle zone between his lovers. He would somehow pretend that they weren't warring silently in the next room....and yet Kai stayed. He stayed because he was as much a part of what was going on as Ruki was, as Reita was and even more so, because he loved Uruha and Aoi above all else, and even if this was something they would have to fix on their own, he wouldn't leave them stranded.

"Look at me. Please say something..." Aoi pleaded softly, and for a long moment the room itself seemed to hold it's breath before Uruha turned onto his back and looked up at Aoi with a frown that spoke volumes. Kai's heart skipped a beat and he could feel it's erratic beat thudding hard against his chest once more as he waited with Aoi to see what Uruha would do.

"You are so stupid," Uruha muttered low. "Do you know that?" Uruha reached up and wound a hand around the back of Aoi's neck and Kai saw Aoi shudder beneath the touch, out of fear, out of lust.... "What did I ever do to make you walk away from me like this? Why do you always do this? Is this your punishment for me for whatever it is you think I've done to you?" Uruha asked, his voice hard edged and demanding, but also pitifully heartbreaking. That hard tone of Uruha's did nothing to disguise the pain beneath it.

"You walk away from me. All I ever wanted was you. I fought to get you-" Aoi's voice had taken on the same accusing force that Uruha's had but it seemed weaker....less sure as Uruha laughed in his face and shook his head.

"Oh you didn't fight that hard. I remember dropping to my knees for you not long after we met." Uruha rose up on an elbow, his fingers still clutching at the back of Aoi's neck as he looked at him straight on, his gaze challenging. Kai knew that look, had been the victim of it often as he lay beneath Uruha, attempting to wrestle him for control...for what Uruha yearned for most of all....

"Stop it," Aoi hissed. "You're turning this into a joke like you always do. We can't keep doing this, going around in circles, ignoring each other, fighting, and then pulling one another into the nearest bathroom to forgive one another...if you can even call this forgiveness."

"What do you want from me? Are you saying you regret Kai? Is that what this is really all about?" Uruha wondered, his hand falling away from Aoi's neck as if he'd been burned.

"You know that's not it. I love him and I do think he's right for us," Aoi muttered. "But is this just going to keep going? First it was Ruki, then it was Reita, then it was Kai. I helped you....hell, I wanted Ruki more than you did. But you kept looking even after....I see you looking around as if you're searching for something more. Is it ever going to be enough for you, or are we all just competing against-" Kai shrank back into the hallway as his lover's voices became a throbbing drum in his temples. Soft whispers had turned into dangerous mortar as it always did between them.

"Is that what you think of me?" Uruha growled, his voice escalating, shaking. "You wanted them as much as I did. You agreed it was what we needed.....why are you...." Uruha stopped and the room fell deathly silent again. When Kai calmed the erratic beating of his heart enough to brave looking back into the room, he found that Uruha had dropped his head and his hands covered his face. It was only when he was truly upset over something that he covered his face like that, like he had after he had fought against Ruki, as if he could somehow hide from what he knew he had to face, as if he could hide what he felt when everyone in the room knew he was crying. Aoi sat beside him, helpless, but no longer angry. He wanted to reach out and touch Uruha again, it was obvious, but he couldn't for some reason. Kai wished Aoi would just break down and hold Uruha the way he should have been doing this entire trip or that they would stop talking over one another and actually listen for once.

"Kai....he.....we talked last night." Uruha's voice was muffled against his hands. "He said something that made me think. Most people would find this...find us...insane. Most people wouldn't be able to handle it. I think our methods of keeping this working like a well oiled machine have been all wrong...." Uruha let his hands drop into his lap but he refused to look up at Aoi who was frowning and unsure of what to say.

"I don't even think Ruki's realized it, but Kai has.....isn't that funny? He was the most hesitant to come into this with us and yet he understands this mess better than we do." Uruha gave a dry laugh and shook his head. "This will never be perfect and we have to stop pretending it ever will be. I have to stop pretending I'm not afraid that you love him more than me just because someone else walked out."

"Uru-" Aoi whispered, his hand reaching for Uruha's face, but Uruha shook his head.

"No, let me finish." Uruha caught Aoi's hand and brought it down between them. "Sometimes I get things fucked up....or I just fuck things up completely. You know that," Uruha grumbled and Kai almost smiled to see Aoi trying not to smile at Uruha's uncharacteristic degradation of himself.

"But I've always known one thing. I love you, I want you, and a memory isn't going to change that. I just don't want you to pull away from me because I'm damaged....It isn't Ruki's fault, it isn't Kai's, and it sure as hell isn't your fault that we're here right now. I helped to bring us all together and it's what I want. It's all that I want. Kai gave me something last night...." Uruha murmured and he brought Aoi's hand up to his mouth so that he could kiss the clenched fist curled around his fingers until they relented and lessened their grip. Kai sucked in his breath, and waited for an outburst from Aoi at what he and Uruha had shared, knowing Aoi's qualms with what he considered Uruha's greatest slight to him. But Aoi merely let Uruha press his lips to his fingers and for once, it felt as if he were truly listening to what Uruha had to say.

"I thought somehow....if Kai could overcome me, it would snap something inside of me, that I wouldn't feel the need to always have someone hold me down like he once did. Afterwards.....I felt Kai was stronger for it, but nothing about his feelings for me changed. I realized he's always felt the same for me, and that you do as well....and I've always been unfair to you. I don't know what I was looking for.....but I've realized I have nothing more to search for. It's all here and it's all I need. I've been an idiot." Uruha's voice dropped away, letting his words hang in the air between them until Kai felt he could almost reach for them and cup them in his hand and fully experience what Aoi and Uruha were going through. And yet he could only watch from a distance, his fingers caressing the edge of the door frame nervously, as if they were yearning to touch skin instead. Kai didn't know how much longer he would be able to stand there watching from a world away, unable to intrude, unable to touch...

"I'm tangled in you and Kai and I wouldn't want it any other way. I look at you and I see you holding every part of me I could possibly give you and still I would give you more. I love you in a different way than....he did...." Aoi still seemed to stumble over the ghost that had buried itself in some part of Uruha unknown to Aoi and Kai, the ghost that Aoi didn't understand but knew enough about to be wounded by.
"I'm convinced he never did love me....not the way I understand love with you and Kai." Uruha shook his head and then shrugged in that helpless way of his. "The motions of....control...just seemed to imprint themselves without me realizing and I kept searching for it without realizing what I was really searching for was always here..... I never knew it was hurting us until now....until Kai came to us...I'm trying to understand it...I'm trying to work it out....but I'm so fucking sorry, Aoi." Uruha whispered the last in a quick rush of words before he was against Aoi, kissing him breathless as if he had had held back for as long as he possibly could.

Aoi seemed momentarily surprised by Uruha's sudden onslaught, his hands hovering over Uruha's back before he melted into Uruha's embrace and pulled him tighter against his body. Kai swallowed thickly as he watched his lovers, shocked by Uruha's unexpected kiss during a heated argument. He had seen them make up with one another in the most dramatic of displays that nearly always made him want to laugh but this...this seemed to be something altogether different.....it seemed more genuine, raw and untamed.....

"You are so stupid, do you know that?" Aoi used Uruha's own words as he brushed aside the stray strands of hair from Uruha's flushed face and then pulled the strands between his fingers. Uruha laughed even as he seemed to struggle to hold in a flood of emotion that Kai could see passing across his face.

"Don't ever walk away from me again. Next time, I won't be so forgiving....do you hear me?" Uruha growled and pressed his lips against Aoi's faintly smirking mouth in another hard kiss. "We're done with this. I never was, and never will look for anything more. This is all we need. Promise me we're done doing this to each other......I can't fight against you anymore.....promise me." Uruha urged between hard, almost desperate kisses to Aoi's grinning mouth. Aoi stopped Uruha's onslaught of kisses as he held Uruha's face between his hands and then brought his lips close to Uruha's ear.

"We're done." Kai couldn't hear the whispered words, but he read the utterance on Aoi's lips and saw Uruha shiver against him. For the first time in the history of Kai's volatile relationship with Uruha and Aoi, he saw them laying down their weapons at the same time and calling a truce, something that before, had been non-existent. There had always been a victor in Uruha and Aoi's struggles, and more often than not, that victor was Uruha, and if it wasn't....well Aoi was left begging at Ruki's door during those times. Kai almost couldn't believe the scene unfolding before him, and for a moment, he forgot that he had decided to let them work things out on their own, and that he would only be an unwilling spectator of it all as he stepped from the darkness of the hallway and into the room.

"Are you kidding me? Two whole fucking weeks of torture, and you kiss and make up in the span of fifteen fucking minutes?!" Kai blurted out irritably and took minute pleasure in the way Uruha and Aoi immediately froze in their embrace of one another and turned to look at him in shock.

"Aoi's been an ass and you just....you just kiss him? You've been crying over him all week and he's just tugged us all around." The words tumbled out of him as Uruha and Aoi continued to stare at him as if he'd grown two heads and tentacles and yet he couldn't stop the word vomit, and the release of all the ridiculous things he had wanted to shout at them for weeks on end. The venting of his pent up frustration was almost as liberating as what he had experienced with Uruha last night but in a less pleasurable way....

"And why the hell am I always the one in the middle? I am not your personal mediator! I am your lover! My vacation shouldn't have been ruined over two children fighting on a playground. Why couldn't you have both just admitted you're idiots and fucked and made up two weeks ago?!" Kai growled and clenched his fists at his sides.

"And I was denied an orgy. The one thing I really wanted this week was ruined because my lovers are fucking drama queens! I'm tired of this, and I'm not going to put up with this anymore. If it happens again, well....well I'm just not going to put up with it. And.....and....." Kai trailed off as his list of things to rant over was cut short and he was left standing frazzled in the middle of the room while his lovers stared at him silently. The scene would have been comical to a Kai that had been sitting beside Ruki on the beach an hour ago, but the Kai standing in the middle of the room with his lovers gawking at him was stressed to the point where if he had crumbled there on the floor and wept....it would have been the biggest relief and he wouldn't have been ashamed or embarrassed.

"Are you done?" Uruha finally broke the uncomfortable silence after a long, agonizing stretch.

"Maybe....yes......" Kai muttered and then shrugged, uncaring that he had just made a complete fool of himself. His lovers had been bigger fools these past weeks, so he didn't feel too absurd shuffling his feet and grumbling to himself.

Uruha rose an eyebrow and seemed ready to burst out laughing at any moment, but thankfully he held his amusement in and merely beckoned Kai forward with his hand. "Come here." Kai didn't want to go to him, he wanted to shout a little more and make them squirm uncomfortably, but he found his body moving forward and once he was sitting on the edge of the bed, he was enveloped in Uruha's arms and the lips against his face were a cool balm. He let himself break down the slightest bit against Uruha and half-heartedly returned Uruha's fervent kisses. Uruha was good at kissing away pain, and making one forget their troubles, but kisses weren't going to give him back his week of vacation or erase the time Uruha and Aoi had lost throwing punches at one another over an old feud.

"God Kai.....I didn't realize you were so angry....and that you wanted an orgy that much.....I mean I knew you were furious last night, but....." Kai heard Uruha laugh against his temple and he was just too exhausted from an entire week of playing mediator, and finally venting his ridiculous pent up thoughts that he couldn't get angry at Uruha's teasing or the fact that Aoi was lying on his side unable to catch his breath for laughing at him.

"I'm sorry....." Uruha whispered, the laughter fading from his voice. "I'm so sorry.....we've been so fucking selfish lately." It was a moment before Kai realized that Aoi's laughter had died down as well and there was a second pair of hands on his body, another mouth against his face.....his lips. He turned into Aoi's kiss automatically and sighed deeply. He had missed that taste.....Aoi's lips.....Kai emersed himself in Aoi as he hadn't been able to do for a while now.

"I never meant to hurt you. Do you forgive me?" Aoi mumured against Kai's mouth and when Kai opened his eyes, he found Aoi frowning, the amusement completely erased from his face, replaced by a sincerity that made Kai want to break down all over again. And yet, he held his ground with that newfound strength Uruha had given him last night, and he found himself pulling away from Aoi's sensual hands, and those full lips......

"You can't get away with things like this so easily all the time, Aoi...." Kai muttered with a matching frown and heard Uruha laugh behind him. "You can't just be an ass and expect for everything to be okay again because you have a sexual charm you're able to use to your advantage."

"You're going to make me work for it aren't you?" Aoi deadpanned and Kai just shrugged and drew himself up straighter under Aoi's curious gaze. Aoi's eyes swept over him, first in questioning awe, and then appraisal and maybe even understanding at Kai's newfound confidence and status between he and Uruha.

"I can think of quite a few ways you can start working for it. And that goes for Uruha as well." Kai turned his attention to Uruha who seemed slightly affronted and even shocked that Kai had singled him out as well for punishment. It seemed Uruha would have to get used to stepping down once in a while, and letting Kai take the reins completely....because his lovers were definitely not good at steering, and sitting in the driver's seat just felt too damn good now.....

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Kai could hear the recorded sound of heavy guitars and screaming vocals coming from Uruha's door even from out in the hallway. He smiled as he hoisted the grocery bags he held in each arm against his hips and shouldered his way past one of Uruha's very disgruntled neighbors who merely gave him a murderous look that let him know he'd have to ruin Uruha's fun or risk getting the law called out again. They'd already dealt with a police call a week ago during a particularly rowdy party the band had thrown after a successful album release.
It was a bit too soon to have the police who knew them by name now paying another visit, but then Aoi and Uruha seemed to thrive on the dramatic, and were bored when they weren't causing trouble of some sort. Kai rolled his eyes at the thought and maneuvered the door open wide enough so that he could squeeze his way through with his armload.

"Ow, fuck, that hurts Uru!" Was the loud yelp that greeted Kai as he set the groceries down on the kitchen counter and turned to find Aoi glaring up at Uruha from the floor where he sat between Uruha's legs. Uruha was sitting on the couch, his hands full of Aoi's newly dyed pink and black hair. Uruha had hair pins caught between his lips and a stern, concentrated look twisted his face as he weaved tiny braids against the side of Aoi's head.

"Could you be a little more gentle?" Aoi growled and recieved a sharp tug from Uruha that pulled his head back into Uruha's lap. Kai laughed as his lover spit out the hairpins onto the couch and glared down at Aoi with that look that could definitely kill if he really wanted it to.

"'You're the one that decided you wanted ridiculous pink hair and now you want braids. I'm giving you braids, so stop bitching! Next week, are we going to dye your hair blue? Are you going to make me shave half your head? What's next? I didn't think you were really going to do it, but of course, you hold onto that damn pride." Uruha tched angrily and then went back to braiding Aoi's hair with more fervor, his rough treatment bringing tears to the corner of Aoi's eyes.

"You dared me," Aoi muttered between gritted teeth.

"I was joking," Uruha hissed next to this ear. Some things never changed. But when Kai thought about it, he wasn't sure what he would do without his lover's daily drama. He never knew what to expect from them and it kept things interesting.

"I brought food," Kai announced loudly over the raucous music coming from Uruha's stereo. Kai grinned to himself as he began unpacking the cooking supplies he'd picked up. Uruha had been living on junk food the past week until Kai had finally broken down and decided to stock his pantry. Kai even planned on cooking for Uruha the next week, though he knew it wouldn't be without rewards. Kai was clever in his tactics, knowing that Uruha would retaliate in the bedroom and probably even the studio and practice building for a few well cooked meals.

Aoi might even thank him in his own way since Kai knew that Aoi had been living at Uruha's place the past few weeks. After their little island vacation and all the complexities and new developments it had brought with it, Uruha and Aoi had been inseparable, as if they had begun their strange courtship of each other all over again. Kai had noticed a decline in their arguments, and when they did argue and tease one another like now, it was only fleeting and playful, and their tender moments had escalated dramatically. It was no longer rare to find Uruha and Aoi wrapped around one another on the couch or sharing intimate talks that didn't consist of teasing or feuding.

"Between you and Ruki, you're worse than women with your hair," Uruha muttered as he continued braiding Aoi's hair with careful precision, his fingers as quick and deft as they were against his guitar strings. Aoi's teeth were gritted and he looked like he wanted to retort with a biting remark but feared the pain that would illicit, so Kai grinned smugly and decided to do it for him.

"And you're one to talk?" Kai chuckled, and earned a hard glare from Uruha. "I remember a certain someone who made us late for a movie because his hair wouldn't sit straight." Uruha seemed about to protest against Kai's allegation but when Kai rose an eyebrow, Uruha shook his head and went back to Aoi's hair and refused to look at him. They all knew it was true that Uruha was only a step under Ruki when it came to hair perfection at least and Uruha couldn't deny it.

"You've been around Aoi too long, you're starting to talk like him," Uruha grumbled, and then shot Kai a hurt look, as if he'd been betrayed. More evidence that some things....never changed. But Kai's cheekiness and the rigidity of his own will and power had definitely changed.
"I learn from the best," Kai shot back, looking pointedly at Uruha who glared at him for a moment longer and then primly turned back to his work on Aoi's hair. Aoi looked just a tad more satisfied under Uruha's tugging fingers after Kai's little cheeky remark. It was rare Kai ever sniped at Uruha and took Aoi's side, but he had decided that Aoi deserved a break once in a while, and he would willingly take Uruha's fire for him....as long Aoi had something to give in return, and Aoi always had something to give...

"Do you have my cigarettes?" Aoi asked as he patted his jeans pockets and then tried to look around the floor for his missing pack of cigarettes, but Uruha sharply pulled him back by the hair and growled.

"Keep still, you're making the braids crooked! Do you want them nice or not?" Uruha asked sternly, the ends of his fingers running caressingly, maybe even apologetically for their rough treatement, over the fine lines of braids against the one side of Aoi's head. The rest of Aoi's hair was let free and Uruha tossled it generously before admiring his work. Kai had to admit that Uruha had done an amazing job and the new hairstyle added more sex appeal and sensuality to Aoi if that were even possible.

"I want you to be nice. That's what I want," Aoi muttered, his fingers running over the braids appraisingly in much the same way Uruha had just done. Uruha handed Aoi a small mirror from beside him on the couch and smiled as Aoi preened generously.
"I'm always nice to you when you deserve it." Uruha's voice dropped low and Kai caught the scent of seduction in the air as Uruha's arms slid around Aoi's shoulders and his hands trailed their way down Aoi's naked chest. Kai was suddenly very aware of Uruha and Aoi's half dressed state. They had obviously already been at it from the looks of things. Aoi was only donning his worn out weekend jeans and Uruha was wrapped in one of Aoi's pricey button down shirts with half of the buttons missing....

"No one is going to take you seriously with this hair," Uruha mumured, fingers wandering, dancing at the waistband of Aoi's pants. Kai continued to unpack the groceries and put them away in the refrigerator and cabinets, but he wasn't paying attention to what he was doing and didn't really care what his hands were doing with his eyes focused on his lovers and his skin yearning for their touch.

"They dont take me seriously anyway. Give me a smoke," Aoi demanded as he turned his head this way and that one more time to admire Uruha's work before setting aside the mirror and tilting his head back in Uruha's lap.

"Give me a kiss," Uruha retorted cheekily, bending down and letting his lips hover just above Aoi's smirking mouth. Kai felt a very vital part of himself wake as Aoi closed the distance between their mouths and kissed Uruha deeply. Kai didn't notice he was staring until Uruha turned away from Aoi and laughed sharply.

"Kai you're putting the milk in the cabinet... it goes in the fridge," Uruha pointed out with a raised eyebrow. Kai blinked and then swallowed thickly, shaking himself from the minute trance he always seemed to find himself in around his two restless lovers.

"I want a smoke," Aoi stressed slowly as he laid his head back into Uruha's lap once again and looked up at him imploringly.

"I thought you quit last week," Uruha murmured, his fingers walking playfully down the side of Aoi's cheek.

"Not a chance with you around," Aoi laughed and recieved a small tap on the cheek, a love slap as Uruha would call it. Kai rolled his eyes and reached down into the bottom cabinet where he knew Uruha kept his stash of cigarettes and fished out a packet.

"Catch," Kai called and tossed the packet to Aoi who caught it mid air and then grinned over at him appreciatively.

"I don't know what I'd do without you Kai." Aoi sighed in contentment, his hands already fumbling with a cigarette and lighter as Uruha leaned back into the couch and shook his head, a hint of a glare still smoldering beneath the surface of his features, a warning of course to tread carefully. Well Kai didn't feel like treading carefully today. He wanted to step on the mindfields and have Uruha snarling against him, to have Aoi beneath him begging him for more, for release, for anything Kai would allow him as Aoi begged Uruha on those endless nights when everything was not enough. Kai still hadn't been given his apology in full as Uruha and Aoi had promised, and it seemed high time to collect what was due to him.

"Like I've said before. You're both forever at odds. You two would have already killed one another without me, I'm sure," Kai muttered as he put the last of the groceries away and then came to sit beside them on the couch. Uruha reached around his waist and pulled him closer so that he lay against Uruha's body comfortably. He melted into the touch and accepted the indulgent kisses Uruha offered him. He let his hand smooth over the side of Uruha's neck as they kissed, shuddering at the desire Uruha kindled so easily inside of him.

"I think we can agree on one thing at least.....we both want to fuck you." Aoi chuckled and turned around so that he was kneeling between Uruha's partially spread legs, his hands bracing on Uruha's knees as he leaned over to give Kai a kiss that rivalled Uruha's. At times like these, it was almost as if his lovers were competeting against one another as they kissed and touched him, each striving to be the preferred. It was one of those rare times that Kai didn't at all mind a fight and being thrown in the middle because it meant he got to be on the recieving end of both their efforts in the most pleasurable of ways.

Kai groaned into Aoi's mouth as he felt Aoi's hand sneaking up the inside his shirt, and at the same time, heard Uruha's breathy laughter against his ear as another pair of hands brushed against the front of his pants. Of course Uruha would go right to the good part, a bold and cheating tactic.

"I've organized a nice dinner for later....." Uruha trailed off as his hand did the rest of the talking and Kai moaned softly, his body straining towards the hands and lips against his skin. Aoi nipped at the side of his neck and then sank his teeth in gently, his fingers already undoing the button of Kai's pants with practiced motions.

"A nice dinner, as in..." Kai swallowed back his own words as Aoi's hand slipped beneath the waistband of his pants and all thoughts were suddenly scattered and eventually obliterated as Aoi began caressing him and Uruha's hands moved onto other things beneath his shirt.

"Ruki and Reita seemed more than pleased that we finally talked things out," Uruha muttered low. Kai opened his eyes at Uruha's comment and caught the pointed glance Uruha threw Aoi and the answering smirk Aoi gave him.

"Well, it was about damn time that you finally solved your own problems. I was getting tired of being the referee," Kai growled and reached for the ends of Aoi's shirt to pull him closer for another kiss which Aoi gave over with a fervor that was winding. Kai panted against Aoi's mouth as Aoi stripped him of his shirt and then pushed him back further against the couch and climbed over him to straddle his lap. Kai let his head fall to the back of the couch at the feeling of Aoi sitting in his lap, his hips rolling just the slightest to where Kai could keenly feel Aoi's erection rubbing against his own. Kai could also feel Uruha next to them, his hands and lips going between the two of them smoothly. Kai let a hand wander to one of Uruha's naked thighs where he rubbed and squeezed, wanting Uruha and Aoi both on him. But after so long caught between the two of them, he could read their bodies as if they had come out and told him exactly what they wanted.
"For a while there, Aoi, I thought I was going to have to hold you down and give you what I gave Uruha to wake you up," Kai muttered, a teasing grin just under the stern facade he tried so hard to uphold.

"Who says you can't do that anyway?" Aoi whispered against the side of his neck. Kai did allow himself to grin at that. He knew exactly what Uruha wanted at that moment, knew that Aoi was yearning for him to use that new-found aggressiveness against him in a way that would leave him writhing beneath Kai the way Uruha had that night...

"You do owe me that much," Kai conceded thoughtfully. He let his hands wander against Aoi's back, caressing, digging his nails in just the slightest until Aoi hissed and his body tensed deliciously against him.

"I think we owe you a lot more than that..." Uruha mumured and pulled Kai up and against him as Aoi moved so that Kai was between them. Kai turned his head and kissed Uruha hard even as his hands reached up and tangled in Aoi's hair and pulled sharply, forcing Aoi down to join the kiss. The small sound of pain Aoi uttered at the rough treatment, only excited Kai more and he found himself breaking away from the kiss and pushing Aoi back against the couch beneath him and holding him there with a hand on his chest and a hand still tangled in Aoi's hair, uncaring that he was steadily ruining Uruha's hard work.

"I don't think that hairstyle is going to last very long," Uruha chuckled against the back of Kai's shoulder as if he had read Kai's wandering thoughts. Kai shuddered at the feeling of Uruha's arms wrapping around his waist and Aoi's hips arching to meet his own, begging for contact, for any attention as Kai held Aoi down with the force of his desire. He was sure if Aoi had even begun to truly stuggle, Kai would have been able to hold him down steadfastedly. It wasn't anger controlling him now, giving him this almost super-human strength, but pure want and passion....

"I'll help you hold him down and fix it later on," Kai growled at Uruha and reveled in the way Aoi writhed beneath him just the slightest and moaned low in his throat. The feeling of Uruha against his back, his lips kissing the back of his neck, his hands wandering....promised a night of reaping the benefit of all the trouble his lovers had made for him and each other for weeks now. Uruha's phone had begun to ring somewhere in the background, but Kai could have cared less and only vauguely recognized it.

"But first, we're going to have a little fun," Kai grinned and finally relented against Aoi's wanton struggling, settling his hips between Aoi's legs and giving Aoi the contact he craved, but just enough so that Aoi still begged for more, still tried to grab for him even as Kai held his wrists down above his head with a certainty that Aoi was going nowhere tonight unless Kai wanted him to....

Uruha's voice mail picked up just as Kai began working on the fastenings of Aoi's pants with Uruha's generous and very eager help. For the first time, Uruha was merely an accomplice to Kai's wicked intent, his hands guided by Kai's voice, his lips traveling exactly where Kai wanted them to while Aoi groaned and begged them for more, for anything to satisfy him...

Ruki's voice echoed through the room from Uruha's phone just as Uruha bent down between Aoi's legs and took Aoi's zipper between his teeth with a sinful grin. The mouth was just so much more interesting to use to strip clothing than hands and Uruha had this particular technique down to a fine art.

"Uruha....are you there?" Ruki's voice was impatient....knowing. Ruki knew that it was their weekend and on their weekends, the three of them could be found holed up in one of their apartments, shunning the rest of the world. Uruha's grin widened as he ignored Ruki's voice message and slowly drew Aoi's zipper down. Kai moistened his lips as he watched Uruha, but reached down and drew Uruha away just as Uruha made to pull Aoi's boxers down as well.

"Make him wait. He's not begging hard enough," Kai muttered, caressing the back of Uruha's neck as Uruha pulled his bottom lip between his teeth thoughtfully and gazed down at a flushed Aoi, the motion completely sexual in it's simplicity....it's supposed innocence....Uruha's gaze flickered back to Kai and he seemed to wait for further instruction, something Kai was slowly.....very slowly getting used to.

"You'll have to work harder than that." Kai rose an eyebrow as Aoi's hips arched slightly towards them, teasing them, inviting them. Uruha frowned, teeming with desire, and blatantly wanting to give Aoi what he wanted. Kai nearly gave in as well and touched those hips, ran his fingers over Aoi's rough jeans and indulged him. But that would have ruined the game, and Uruha was obviously very into this new turn of things as he looked over at Kai with excited eyes, his fingers rubbing the tops of his thighs in that distracted way they did when he was aroused beyond reason and needed something to caress.

"I'm coming over whether you're ready or not. Are you starting the fun without us?" Ruki's voice escalated in volume slightly over the recorder and Kai couldn't help but stifle a small laugh.

"I've got an armload of beer and porn," Reita's voice sounded from somewhere far off in the background and Uruha let out the laugh Kai had been trying so desperately to hold back. Ruki's low laughter followed Uruha's and then the click of the phone being hung up was the que that the remaining part of their group was on their way over for a night of entertainment.

"Fuck," Aoi cursed beneath them and drew his hands through his hair, pulling the strands between his fingers in frustration. "Must I really be tortured this way? " Aoi looked up at Kai and Uruha pleadingly but Kai only shook his head slowly. Not an ounce of pity was left in his body for either of his lovers when it came to this, and he was going to make sure he got exactly what he wanted out of them from now on despite their egos and their tantrums, and their spoiled ways.

"Oh I think you do." Uruha chuckled and layed alongside Aoi in the small space the couch allowed. Kai slid back down to the floor and knelt in front of it, his fingers wandering along the waistband of Aoi's boxers, biding their time, enjoying the anticipation. Aoi seemed to grow harder under Kai's teasing hands and it sent a shiver of delight down Kai's spine.

"And what makes you think you have any immunity to the same torture?" Kai wondered, pinning Uruha with a hard look that was partially forced, partially.....serious. Uruha seemed caught for a moment beneath Kai's penetrating stare but then he shrugged casually, his hands slowly traversing over Aoi's torso, his fingers momentarily pausing in their wandering to play with a nipple and then skirt away teasingly.

"Do you call this torture?" Uruha asked low. "He might." Uruha inclined his head towards Aoi beside him and then leaned down, the tip of his tongue just barely rubbing against the nipple he had just teased so wickedly. Kai sucked in a breath and had to shift slightly as his body reacted to Uruha's little display.

"I don't though. I tend to see this as....another pleasurable learning experience...." Uruha smiled sweetly. "The world is full of them. Especially our world." Kai's thoughts instantly reverted back to he and Uruha's conversation on the beach, Uruha's story, the fragments they had pieced together tenderly between them as they lay curled around one another. And then again, he was once more sitting in the sand beside Ruki. Ruki who had been a mile away in his mind, back in bed with Reita, his safe zone, his altar. They were all drifting around one another, linked by their invisible spiderwebs, that weren't really spiderwebs after all, but something more indestructible, Kai was finding out, something that would never be broken by a few angry tears and buried secrets and ghosts...
Aoi looked between Uruha and Kai both, seeming confused by their turn of conversation, as if he knew they were speaking of something he didn't entirely catch, and Kai suddenly grinned widely.

"You never did tell him the entire story did you?" Kai scolded Uruha playfully and Aoi sat up abruptly between them and gave Uruha a questioning glare that was all at once confused and accusing.

"Oh not the fine details of course. Only masochistic perverts like Kai ever want to hear the details." Uruha rolled his eyes and brushed his hair over his shoulder flippantly, as if it were all very beneath him to recount his story again.

"What exactly happened in that hotel room?" Aoi asked, once more looking back and forth between Uruha and Kai suspiciously.
"Ah, we'll save that for a rainy day. I think I hear Ruki and Reita on the stairwell." Uruha grinned and winked at Kai over Aoi's shoulder. Kai could only sigh in exasperation as he felt the air stirring with another disagreement. Indeed, the sounds of feet on the stairwell and laughter was getting louder, signalling Ruki and Reita's arrival. Kai braced himself for yet another little quarrel but surprisingly Aoi's affronted look dropped away at the sound of Ruki and Reita and he only forced a smile at Uruha, that was more conspiring than friendly.

"Well this new game can go many directions now that we're all playing it equally." There was challenge in Aoi's voice that Uruha naturally grabbed onto but before Uruha could challenge Aoi back, Kai laughed and interrupted them with an ease that was starting to become him in his opinion.

"Well you're both playing my game tonight and it's three against two. Not very good odds I'd say." Kai rose an eyebrow and reached out to draw Aoi to him once more. "So I suggest you start playing the game hard....immediately." Kai grinned slowly as Aoi tilted his head in silent acknowledgement at the shift of the scales and then sank back into the couch as Kai climbed over him once again. Aoi submitted with the grace of the fallen as Uruha's laughter led him to the door where Ruki and Reita waited to join Kai in the dance he had learned to lead in.

END.

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So one chapter turned into two once again >____< I don't know how or why I do this! It just happens o___o.....and I know, I'm a horrible person and will probably get beat up for this taha But hopefully this was enjoyable while it lasted, and sorry for all the long waits. I'm a turtle updater these days kyaha. I told myself this was the end to the series, but it may not be so. Random scenes may still follow sometime in the future. It's a never-ending merry-go-round with this taha <3