10 DAYS
Title: 10 DaysAuthor:
nekoziruishi
Genre: comedy, romance
Bands: The GazettE
Pairing: AoixUruha
Warinings: malexmale, mention of sex,
Rating: PG (for now)
My SuperDuper Beta:calmingcalamity (I don't know if I thanked you enough, but after reading the chapter I really wanted to thank you once more cuz you did a hell of a good job *-*)
Discalimer: Sadly enough I still don't own them, but I'm not giving up! and also everything I wrote is a mere FICTION.
Summary:
-Mh...then wanna make a bet?-
-What kind of bet?-
-Let's put it this way, you, Kouyou Takashima, are so in love with me, but you have yet to realize that-
Uruha
rolled his eyes and sighed, sometimes Aoi just knew how to be cocky,
but, unfortunately for him, that little clench at his stomach made him
remember just how most of the times Yuu's intuitions were proven right.
-But I could be wrong, that's why I'm proposing you this-
-What?-
-Ten days, give me ten days to prove you that you can't live without me-
A/N: nothing particular to say apart from thank you everyone, your comment are really really really appreciated!!! >.< And now it's past midnight and I'm eating my sweet budino that I bought this afteroon and it's delicious.
Then again I don't think you want to listen to my rumblings, so just thank you really from the bottom of my little heart! <3
Day 2
It was five thirty in the morning and he was staring at the ceiling of his bedroom since sometime around four a.m. when sleep completely abandoned him. Listening to his companion's steady breathing, he began wondering about his life; about Uruha, about Gazette and came to the conclusion that insomnia really wasn't his thing, it stressed him out horribly.
Head resting on his right hand he turned around to look at Uruha's gorgeous profile in the dimness of the room. He could barely see its contours, but his vivid memory provided him with what he needed to define its handsome, beautiful, epitome-of-beauty-like qualities. Somewhere along the way Uruha had become his meter of judgment for beauty and talent and he wasn't in the least ashamed or embarrassed for that. He was just in love with the most perfectly idiotic, wonderful person that ever laid foot on earth.
Yeah, he was being too cheesy and he knew that too.
He caressed the other's cheek taking a strand of blonde hair between his fingers and smiled when Uruha grimaced, puffing his cheeks a little bit in discontentment.
He took a deep breath and rose to his feet. He had been thinking too much and his head felt heavier.
Before heading to the kitchen to get a much needed morning coffee, he peeked one last time at Uruha's sleeping figure, amazed by his own self-control.
When Uruha finally woke up he found an unknown white ceiling and empty bed waiting for him. Rubbing his eyes, he sat looking around and recognized Yuu's room. The alarm clock on the night stand told him it was still too early for him to be up- it was just 7:30 a.m., and Yuu was nowhere to be found.
Listlessly, he stood up and stopped by the bathroom to at least wash his face.
Washing his face in the big mirror in the big bathroom of Shiroyama manor, for a brief second hethought about what the hell had been wrong in his head that brought him in Yuu's bed willingly. It could be something life-treatening (or at least ass-threatening)! That was what worried him the most. Being in love meant many things and it was only natural for Yuu to have certain needs th- … no, he didn't want to think about that. He was just thankful that Yuu hadn't attempted anything.
-You were going to surrender if he did-
Stupid voices in his head…
He cursed and moved onto the kitchen where a post-it waited for him, stuck on an empty cup.
'I had some things to do so I left early. Your car keys are on the shelf in the living-room.
Coffee is ready, just warm it up.
Mr. Handsome Aoi'
-That braggart.- he smiled.
Uruha took the cup and hung the post-it on the fridge, reading it again while the coffee was warming up in the microwave.
Without that idiot around the house was really quiet.
Aoi got to the studio half an hour before the appointed time. He took off his jacket, hanging it on the coat stand, then sprawling on the leather couch of the studio with a smirk on his sexy lips.
Thinking back at what had happened between him and Uruha, he was pretty satisfied; steadily and slowly, Uruha was falling in his arms and he was willing and ready to catch him and make sure he wouldn't leave no matter what.
He took a cigarette and let it rest between his lips while he was looked for the damn lighter that surely had run somewhere with little legs when he wasn't looking.
Damn magic lighters.
He finally found it under a pile of blank pages on the table and was finally letting out his first well-deserved deadly breath when Reita stormed in with big black shadows under his eyes and the look of someone that didn't spend a good relaxing night of sleep in ages.
-Good morning- he murmured with the hoarse voice of someone that had just spent the worst night of his life and didn't expect anything better from the day after.
-'Morning- Aoi answered, looking at Akira as he took his Marlboro out of his baggy jeans and trying to light one up with the few sparks that came out from his black zippo.
-Fuck!- he cursed, hurling the lighter on the wall.
The bassist ran his finger through his messy bed hair, breathing slowly to try and calm the fuck down, because he was going to explode like a fucking bomb, he could swear it - a fucking human bomb.
-I'm fucking Yutaka.-
Staring at the floor, Reita just spit it all out because he couldn't bear it anymore- it was just too much and he felt the urge to tell this whole stupid story to someone that would actually take it seriously.
-We’re fuck buddies, or whatever you call it when you get off with your friend five times a week on the average. It began six, I mean six fucking months ago and just yesterday I understood that for him, I'm nothing more than an ornament on the shelf of his sex-life-
Yuu smiled, making sure Reita didn't see him. When the bassist was angry, wounded, or simply not really ok, the number of curses and 'fuck' in his phrases rose considerably. He took another breath of smoke and saw Reita do the same, but with more emphasis, like it was a matter of life or death. Yuu knew he didn't need to say anything- Akira was just looking for someone that would listen to his reasons and to throw his anger to, and as his friend he was there to listen to him.
-I mean you screw the same guy for six fucking months and you tell him many things, like nice things with that stupid and so damn cute smile of yours with those unbearably cute dimples- I mean dimples! And one could just; you know, think that maybe what you share is something. Not just something, but something that may become a little more than just some god-like sex and then, puff! With that same sweet smile and those fucking same dimples he just slaps my face with the same old fuck buddy story. I mean, please, spare me!”
He eagerly inhaled again from his cancer stick that had shortened visibly and sighed.
-He told me, 'what did you think?'. I thought nothing, for fuck's sake! I just thought maybe I was more important than a fucking piece of gum stuck under the sole of you fucking shoe! I mean, you and I, we're friends, right Yuu? - he asked rhetorically, looking at Aoi. -We don't have sex because we're friends; that's how friendship is supposed to be like. Two people that have sex are not friends when they just have sex!-
Reita rose abruptly, kicking the first thing that would just take all the anger he needed to let out, and that plastic chair was just what he needed. It flew and crashed into a corner.
-You know what's worse? That while that retard was collecting his clothes from the floor like he always does with that look of a frustrated housewife that folds his husbands clothes before weekly sex that gives in to his husband’s needs just because she feels sorry for him, it hurt so much that I felt like he had just ripped my heart in tiny little pieces with his bare-hands.-
Yuu took the chair from the corner and couldn't do anything more that certify that it had indeed passed away.
-I'm pretty pathetic, am I not?-
Yuu smiled gently, patting his shoulder.
-Don't worry, you are in good company-
It started raining the exact moment they were about to exit the studio. Big raindrops were falling like jail bars ,dying on the already soaked ground. Uruha was looking at them falling from behind the glass of the door, speechless. He had left his car at Yuu's apartment. The day God decided that it had to rain torrents on Tokyo, he, the king of laziness, decided that it was good to walk once in a while and since it was early he had just left his car at Yuu's place.
-Fuck!- he cursed, resting his forehead on the cold glass.
-What the hell!?- Reita stopped in front of the door with his hands resting in the pockets of his leather jacket.
-For God's sake!- Yuu joined looking at the rain pouring down like it was the end of the world.
Uruha looked at them oddly. They looked like the idiots that were seeing rain for the first time in their lives, him included.
-Well, I'm going, see you guys-
Akira gazed at Yuu for a brief second and smiled a tiny stretched smile that meant 'I'm fleeing'. He had skillfully avoided any contact with their drummer for the whole day; he had treated him like he was made of air. Healthy and invisible air. He put his hood over his worse than ever bed-hair and hid his nose in the black scarf before starting to run under the heavy rain.
Yutaka got there just two minutes after Reita had left.
-Tomorrow is your day off. See you the day after tomorrow-
-Mata ne, Yutaka.-
-Buy guys!- Yutaka smiled, showing his dimples. Aoi couldn't help but smile back. Yeah, those dimples were too cute.
Uruha pointed at the raindrops that where falling harder every minute and said,
-I left my car at your place.-
-Sometimes I ask myself if you're doing this on purpose, - he grinned, looking at Uruha sideways.
The blonde guitarist didn't take his joke the right way and opened the door to face the flood with just a tiny little umbrella.
-Hey! Where do you think you are going?-
Aoi managed to get a hold on Uruha's arm before he did something stupid like go out under the pouring rain.
-Ok, Ok, I got it. No lame jokes, just let me take you home.-
Uruha snorted and then nodded, murmuring something like “as you wish”, not really wanting to put up with a fight with Yuu in the hall of the studio. He turned towards the exit and saw Aoi's car at the other side of the street, and he asked himself “At what time did he get to the studio to be able to park right in front of the entrance?”, but he didn't answer. If he did then, too many questions would pop up in his head and he wasn't really ready for all that. Not ready at all.
-Ready?- Aoi asked playfully.
Uruha smiled challengingly -You ask me if I'm ready? You are the one that’s almost middle aged,- he said, and start running towards Yuu's car as fast as he could.
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Yuu left Uruha right in front of the door of his condominium.
-Go upstairs and have a shower, I'm going to park the car-
Uruha was hesitant. If he refused to shower at Aoi's place, at that point it would just seem childish and stupid, so he just nodded and got off the car, running towards the door.
And plus, he really needed a shower.
He was waiting for Aoi in front of the door, shoulders leaning on the cold wall of the entrance when the other walked over to him. He couldn't help but stare at his elegant figure walking towards him with the hint of a smile on his full lips, trying not to think about how deadly handsome Yuu really was.
While opening the door, Yuu casually said something about finally having a day off and then asked:
-Do you have anything you want to do tomorrow?-
Uruha stared at him a bit and sighed. -No, nothing in particular,- he answered, getting off the elevator.
Aoi smiled like he had just given him the best Christmas present ever and nodded to himself.
-Then I'll think about something-
Yes, Uruha couldn't doubt that, but he really didn't want to know what that something was.
While Uruha was taking his sweet time in his bathroom, Yuu changed into dry and more comfortable clothes trying to dry his hair a bit with a bathrobe. He could hear the sound of the shower from the living room where he sat comfortably on a couch.
To conveniently distract himself from a naked Uruha in his bathroom, Aoi began humming a song, fingers keeping up with the rising rhythm of the song until he started singing.
-Tatoeba kono te de tenshi wo tsukamae
Todokanu omoi wo tsutae ni yukitai...-*
Too engraved in the songs and its meaning Aoi didn't notice that the shower had been turn off and that Uruha was watching him, standing by the door.
-Kowaresou na kodoku no naka samayoi aruku
Toki wo tomete kanau nara kimi no koto
Tsutsunde itai tokireru made...-**
Uruha snorted hearing those words coming out from Yuu's mouth and felt the urge to interrupt him.
-You are totally off-key.-
-Says the nightingale,- Yuu smirked, opening his eyes -Your hair is still wet, go dry it while I'm calling the Chinese restaurant.-
Uruha did as he was told and went back to the bathroom where he found the hair blower on the shelf behind the door.
It was just a song. A stupid, stupid song, for God’s sake there was absolutely no need for him to feel guilty or to feel anything at all.
A stupid song that Yuu was singing on purpose! No, Yuu wasn't that vicious, so it was just a song that he casually started singing because he liked it.
-Whatever!- he really didn't want to think about that.
-What are you doing?- Uruha asked peeking behind Aoi's shoulder.
The brunette was on his knees going through the DVDs he had placed on the little space under the TV.
-Do you want to see a movie while eating?-
Uruha nodded, sitting next to Aoi and starting to go through the titles. He had to admit, Aoi could compete with a Blockbuster.
-When do you even have time to watch all this?-
-Sometimes I can't sleep so I watch a movie to relax-
The bell rang when Uruha was bragging about this awesome horror movie he had seen at his friend’s house and couldn't understand why Yuu was so against horror movies.
-Just a moment.-
Uruha saw Aoi stiffen a bit, like he knew what was waiting for him at the door and didn't like it in the least. He heard the sound of the door opening and an unknown voice that screamed:
-Surprise! I missed you darling!-
He already knew that whoever it was he wouldn't like him in the least.
*“If for sample, I could hold an angel with these hands
I’d like to tell him my unreachable desires..”
**“I wander in this breaking loneliness
Stop the time if you become real
I want you to wrap me until we are interrupted..”