Confessions | Ruki / Reita | 0.5 / ??
Title: Confessions
Genre: Romance ; Drama ; Fluff
Characters: Ruki / Reita ; Takanori / Akira
Chapter: 0.5 / ?? [Prolouge]
Band: the GazettE
Rating: PG - 13
Warnings: Mentions of Het.
Summary: "We're all just humans."
Notes: I really need to stop coming with ideas.
We are all just humans. Coming in different shapes, sizes, personalities, and skin colour. We are all “ugly” in our own way; the bible says that we are all evil by our sinful nature. So, why is it that we question ourselves? We question our looks - but who cares of what we look like, right?
But, of course we do. We do it all the time. Putting ourselves under surgery, covering up ourselves in mounds of make-up - clogging up who we really are. But, we don’t care. We only care of looking good. What we don’t know is, is that we all are monsters. We kill, torture, damage and destroy. It’s what we do. It in our blood - our instincts. It’s actually what our ancestors did long before we were born; we all have a part of them inside us.
As we compose life, we compose discovery. As we compose discovery, we compose technology. As we compose technology, we create music. As we create music, we compose emotions. With these emotions, we create a very special bond, a love. But, as we call know, that love is an unrealistic feeling of warmth, security and a slight sense of companionship.
And that’s how I feel towards him. Toward the man in front of me. My friend. My band mate - Akira Suzuki. Watching him as he stirs his coffee slightly, creating a small tornado substance in the liquid, bringing the pale coloured cup to his lips as he took a small sip from it, his tongue darting out to wipe away the remaining coffee. I could tell that I was blushing as I slowly stir mine because he was talking in that deep voice - and leaning towards me - when I could tell that he wanted something, though he didn’t make any sound.
Blinking, I noticed his hands coming into contact with mine; allowing his thumb to caress over my knuckles. I heard him whisper something to me - but I was so hypnotized by his amazing features, I could only here briefly; want, go and his place; is what I could only hear.
Assuming that I agreed by nodding, he got up from his chair, placed a ten dollar bill on the table - for tip - and grabbed me by the arm, ignoring my protest of not finishing my refreshment. Instead, as we stopped outside, he silenced me with a warm kiss as the sun ray’s contrasted off of both our hair and face - increasing my bred colour tint on my cheeks even more - as I gratefully returned the kiss.
And how I wish that would has lasted, but I was suddenly awakened by a slight kick on my upper thigh. Eyes fluttering open, I glanced to my right noticing a female like figure safely sleeping next to me; and I merely frowned, wishing that she hadn’t woke me up from the wonderful dream I had all year and wishing that she would had been the man that I loved.
But, now - I must face reality.