Perseverance & Truth - Takumi/Satsuki - 1/3
Title: Perseverance & Truth
Chapter(s): 1/3
Author: sentimentalenvy
Genre: some comedy/romance/slight angst?
Rating: PG-13 - M15
Warnings: language
Pairing/Characters: Takumi/Satsuki [ex-RENTRER EN SOI]
Synopsis: “Takumi’s pissing you off again? What is it now? I swear to God. ..your arguments are endless. I don’t think you’ll ever realize that Takumi will never take you seriously.”
Comments: I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands ._. I also apologize for this part for being so short, but I will most definitely make up for it in the next update x_X||.
Perseverance & Truth
“This isn’t right!” Satsuki growled, slamming the palm of his hand with a smash against the cool surface of the plastic table in front of him. “I’m a man!”
“My my, aren’t you a holy rocket scientist?” Mika raised a brow at Satsuki’s sudden outburst. “You don’t need to growl. You’re not at a live,” He chuckled, resting his back against the couch. “Takumi’s pissing you off again? What is it now? I swear to God. ..your arguments are endless. I don’t think you’ll ever realize that Takumi will never take you seriously.”
“Of course I’m aware of that!” Satsuki exclaimed, frowning at how calm Mika was being. He was angry, and he needed somewhere to vent. Unfortunately for Mika, there was nobody else around but even if he wasn’t there, Satsuki wouldn’t have even minded if he had a wall to rant and punch at. “There’s gotta be a weakness in him somewhere. I just need to take the time to find it. Problem is, I don’t have the patience,” He sighed gloomily, throwing himself onto the couch with a plop beside the drummer.
“That would be your problem. Your impatience can drive anyone mad,” Mika chuckled and grinned amusingly at the pouting man. “Why don’t you just chill out? You’re only turning him on even more with your random outbursts and friggin’ mood swings.”
“It’s only human to feel anger,” Satsuki muttered, keeping his eyes fixed at the couch located on the opposite side of the room. “I’m so sick and tired of falling into his hands so fucking easily.”
“You fall onto his penis more often than a person blinks in a day,” Mika muttered and covered his sarcastic laughter with a cough.
“What?!”
“Nothing. Nothing at all,” Mika let out a laugh and threw a hand over his own mouth. The moment his eyes made contact with Satsuki’s narrowed orbs; he knew he was supposed to be wise not to anger the man any further. But poking fun at Satsuki was an undeniably fun habit, and so he willingly dug his own grave for the thrill of it. Of course Satsuki knew that by now. “Sorry, sorry! It’s just that…I find it ironic that Takumi likes to be mistaken as a girl and you’re the one that’s so fond of your man pride. He’s the dominant one in your relationship. I’ll bet he’s jealous of your femininity,” Mika grinned. “Maybe you should try shoving that in his face.”
“You’re a bastard,” Satsuki pouted, and Mika grimaced.
“Don’t look at me like that. I can’t believe that man never caves in on you when you make that face,” He frowned, looking away. “You know...I hate to admit this, but you have the look of an innocent, naïve, and cute saint sometimes. Why can’t you just use that to your advantage?” Mika asked, curiously.
“Like hell I’d ever go down that road,” The shorter man scoffed, and crossed his legs. “That’s the face of someone desperate enough to throw themselves on the bed and let some asshole take him like a fool.”
“Are we still talking about you or -”
“That mother fucker won’t let me top!”
“Shall I give you lessons on manhood?” Mika blinked, staring at Satsuki with amusement and curiosity. “Bitching about it won’t do you any good. Apparently you’re not aggressive enough. I’ve never seen you fight against him, and you let him push you around. The look on your face tells everyone you don’t even care.”
“I do,” He sighed. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. What he does to me…I still haven’t figured it out yet. My willpower isn’t even supposed to be this weak,” Satsuki growled, digging his nails deeper into the palm of his hands.
“You’re such a uke.”
“Fuck you!” Satsuki’s voice cracked a little as a frown soon took over his face. He threw himself off the couch, patted his behind and threw Mika a challenging glare. “Takumi may want to be the dominant girl in this relationship, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s still a man.”
“Eh?” Mika’s eyes widened, his eyes flooding with curiosity. “What do you have in mind? What about him being a man? “He stared at Satsuki confusingly as all the possible scenarios played in his mind. Well, the worse thing Satsuki could possibly do to Takumi was… “Wait. You’re not. You’re not gonna do what I think you’re gonna do….are you?”
“I don’t know how your mind works, so I highly doubt it,” Satsuki said with a dead pan tone.
“You’re going to deprive that poor man of sex!”
“Huh…apparently we do think alike at some level,” Satsuki smirked, his eyes narrowing with a sadistic stare.
“You’re an evil bitch!”
“HEY. Who’s being the evil bitch here?!” Satsuki turned around to face Mika with a hard stare. “He has played around with my feelings for long enough! I’m nothing more to him anyway,” Satsuki’s voice died down at the ending of his sad sentence, and Mika’s mood suddenly wasn’t so playful anymore.
“Satsuki…what are you saying? Takumi loves you.”
“Does he really?” Satsuki asked, and scoffed. His tone was somewhat hopeful with an obvious hint of sarcasm in it. “What the hell do you know about how he really feels about me? Before he met me he was a shameless narcissist…hell he still is one right now. The only thing he’ll ever be serious about is his work. I’m just his stress releasing whore box at his service. This is all too convenient for him anyway,” He said, grinning as he watched Mika’s shocked expression. “Haven’t you figured it out already? We’re not exactly exclusive. I’m just the one calling this stupid thing we have a relationship because apparently I’m a fucking wishful idiot.”
Mika stared at Satsuki with utter disbelief, and he wondered how they got from goofing off to something as serious as this. Satsuki claimed that Takumi didn’t care of him any more than a band mate, but Mika begged to differ. Only a mindless idiot would miss those longing glances and worried emotions Takumi thought he had “hidden” so well. Mika wanted to roll his eyes at how sappy this situation was getting.
“I highly doubt it. Takumi treats you differently and special more than any of us. Hell… I don’t see him yelling at you when it comes to song writing,” Mika snorted. He was suddenly desperately trying to reason with Satsuki, because if Satsuki and Takumi have problems, there would be a problem with the band. “Well…besides the whole supposed ‘friends with benefits’ thing you say you claim to be having. He may not exactly show it much, but he really does care for you.”
“It’s my fault. I let myself get into this stupid mess and I don’t even know if we can even have a stable friendship anymore. He may think everything is all and well, but I don’t make it obvious enough. I told him how I felt last week,” Satsuki murmured softly, moving his hand gently across the table to touch the paper with their set list. “He laughed and told me to stop fucking with him. Eh…of course not literally speaking,” He let out a small stifled laugh.
“Satsuki,” Mika said, his voice half coming down to a whine. “Please don’t jeopardize-”
“Don’t worry. I’m not that much of an idiot. I’d be a selfish bastard if I put my feelings before the band. I’m just going to put an end to this pointless cat and mouse game. I’m sure he won’t really mind anyway. He’ll probably be a little pissed,” Satsuki laughed, and turned away in the process. His fingers curled into a tight grasp, and Mika winced as Satsuki crumpled the paper into his hands. “He’ll get over it and find someone else to throw himself on top of. I just want a little fun. What’s the harm in that?” He asked, staring longingly at the crumpled paper in his hands, looking at Mika with a small smile.
A/N: Aahh like I said, I'm really sorry for the shortness of this part. Normally my chapters aren't really this short (and I had been debating about leaving this as it is a drabble or something, but I finally decided against it >< ). Think of it has an introduction o_o;?
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Chapter(s): 1/3
Author: sentimentalenvy
Genre: some comedy/romance/slight angst?
Rating: PG-13 - M15
Warnings: language
Pairing/Characters: Takumi/Satsuki [ex-RENTRER EN SOI]
Synopsis: “Takumi’s pissing you off again? What is it now? I swear to God. ..your arguments are endless. I don’t think you’ll ever realize that Takumi will never take you seriously.”
Comments: I’ve decided to take matters into my own hands ._. I also apologize for this part for being so short, but I will most definitely make up for it in the next update x_X||.
Perseverance & Truth
“This isn’t right!” Satsuki growled, slamming the palm of his hand with a smash against the cool surface of the plastic table in front of him. “I’m a man!”
“My my, aren’t you a holy rocket scientist?” Mika raised a brow at Satsuki’s sudden outburst. “You don’t need to growl. You’re not at a live,” He chuckled, resting his back against the couch. “Takumi’s pissing you off again? What is it now? I swear to God. ..your arguments are endless. I don’t think you’ll ever realize that Takumi will never take you seriously.”
“Of course I’m aware of that!” Satsuki exclaimed, frowning at how calm Mika was being. He was angry, and he needed somewhere to vent. Unfortunately for Mika, there was nobody else around but even if he wasn’t there, Satsuki wouldn’t have even minded if he had a wall to rant and punch at. “There’s gotta be a weakness in him somewhere. I just need to take the time to find it. Problem is, I don’t have the patience,” He sighed gloomily, throwing himself onto the couch with a plop beside the drummer.
“That would be your problem. Your impatience can drive anyone mad,” Mika chuckled and grinned amusingly at the pouting man. “Why don’t you just chill out? You’re only turning him on even more with your random outbursts and friggin’ mood swings.”
“It’s only human to feel anger,” Satsuki muttered, keeping his eyes fixed at the couch located on the opposite side of the room. “I’m so sick and tired of falling into his hands so fucking easily.”
“You fall onto his penis more often than a person blinks in a day,” Mika muttered and covered his sarcastic laughter with a cough.
“What?!”
“Nothing. Nothing at all,” Mika let out a laugh and threw a hand over his own mouth. The moment his eyes made contact with Satsuki’s narrowed orbs; he knew he was supposed to be wise not to anger the man any further. But poking fun at Satsuki was an undeniably fun habit, and so he willingly dug his own grave for the thrill of it. Of course Satsuki knew that by now. “Sorry, sorry! It’s just that…I find it ironic that Takumi likes to be mistaken as a girl and you’re the one that’s so fond of your man pride. He’s the dominant one in your relationship. I’ll bet he’s jealous of your femininity,” Mika grinned. “Maybe you should try shoving that in his face.”
“You’re a bastard,” Satsuki pouted, and Mika grimaced.
“Don’t look at me like that. I can’t believe that man never caves in on you when you make that face,” He frowned, looking away. “You know...I hate to admit this, but you have the look of an innocent, naïve, and cute saint sometimes. Why can’t you just use that to your advantage?” Mika asked, curiously.
“Like hell I’d ever go down that road,” The shorter man scoffed, and crossed his legs. “That’s the face of someone desperate enough to throw themselves on the bed and let some asshole take him like a fool.”
“Are we still talking about you or -”
“That mother fucker won’t let me top!”
“Shall I give you lessons on manhood?” Mika blinked, staring at Satsuki with amusement and curiosity. “Bitching about it won’t do you any good. Apparently you’re not aggressive enough. I’ve never seen you fight against him, and you let him push you around. The look on your face tells everyone you don’t even care.”
“I do,” He sighed. “I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. What he does to me…I still haven’t figured it out yet. My willpower isn’t even supposed to be this weak,” Satsuki growled, digging his nails deeper into the palm of his hands.
“You’re such a uke.”
“Fuck you!” Satsuki’s voice cracked a little as a frown soon took over his face. He threw himself off the couch, patted his behind and threw Mika a challenging glare. “Takumi may want to be the dominant girl in this relationship, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s still a man.”
“Eh?” Mika’s eyes widened, his eyes flooding with curiosity. “What do you have in mind? What about him being a man? “He stared at Satsuki confusingly as all the possible scenarios played in his mind. Well, the worse thing Satsuki could possibly do to Takumi was… “Wait. You’re not. You’re not gonna do what I think you’re gonna do….are you?”
“I don’t know how your mind works, so I highly doubt it,” Satsuki said with a dead pan tone.
“You’re going to deprive that poor man of sex!”
“Huh…apparently we do think alike at some level,” Satsuki smirked, his eyes narrowing with a sadistic stare.
“You’re an evil bitch!”
“HEY. Who’s being the evil bitch here?!” Satsuki turned around to face Mika with a hard stare. “He has played around with my feelings for long enough! I’m nothing more to him anyway,” Satsuki’s voice died down at the ending of his sad sentence, and Mika’s mood suddenly wasn’t so playful anymore.
“Satsuki…what are you saying? Takumi loves you.”
“Does he really?” Satsuki asked, and scoffed. His tone was somewhat hopeful with an obvious hint of sarcasm in it. “What the hell do you know about how he really feels about me? Before he met me he was a shameless narcissist…hell he still is one right now. The only thing he’ll ever be serious about is his work. I’m just his stress releasing whore box at his service. This is all too convenient for him anyway,” He said, grinning as he watched Mika’s shocked expression. “Haven’t you figured it out already? We’re not exactly exclusive. I’m just the one calling this stupid thing we have a relationship because apparently I’m a fucking wishful idiot.”
Mika stared at Satsuki with utter disbelief, and he wondered how they got from goofing off to something as serious as this. Satsuki claimed that Takumi didn’t care of him any more than a band mate, but Mika begged to differ. Only a mindless idiot would miss those longing glances and worried emotions Takumi thought he had “hidden” so well. Mika wanted to roll his eyes at how sappy this situation was getting.
“I highly doubt it. Takumi treats you differently and special more than any of us. Hell… I don’t see him yelling at you when it comes to song writing,” Mika snorted. He was suddenly desperately trying to reason with Satsuki, because if Satsuki and Takumi have problems, there would be a problem with the band. “Well…besides the whole supposed ‘friends with benefits’ thing you say you claim to be having. He may not exactly show it much, but he really does care for you.”
“It’s my fault. I let myself get into this stupid mess and I don’t even know if we can even have a stable friendship anymore. He may think everything is all and well, but I don’t make it obvious enough. I told him how I felt last week,” Satsuki murmured softly, moving his hand gently across the table to touch the paper with their set list. “He laughed and told me to stop fucking with him. Eh…of course not literally speaking,” He let out a small stifled laugh.
“Satsuki,” Mika said, his voice half coming down to a whine. “Please don’t jeopardize-”
“Don’t worry. I’m not that much of an idiot. I’d be a selfish bastard if I put my feelings before the band. I’m just going to put an end to this pointless cat and mouse game. I’m sure he won’t really mind anyway. He’ll probably be a little pissed,” Satsuki laughed, and turned away in the process. His fingers curled into a tight grasp, and Mika winced as Satsuki crumpled the paper into his hands. “He’ll get over it and find someone else to throw himself on top of. I just want a little fun. What’s the harm in that?” He asked, staring longingly at the crumpled paper in his hands, looking at Mika with a small smile.
A/N: Aahh like I said, I'm really sorry for the shortness of this part. Normally my chapters aren't really this short (and I had been debating about leaving this as it is a drabble or something, but I finally decided against it >< ). Think of it has an introduction o_o;?
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