Stone by Stone (Chapter Two)
Title: Stone by Stone
Chapter: 2/?
Band: Dir en grey
Pairing: Kaoru/Kyo
Rating: PG-13ish for now, but will become NC-17.
Disclaimer: It's fiction.
Summary: In order to make a better life for himself, Kyo moves to a house in the countryside with his older brother. However, Kyo finds himself pulled into a tangled mess when he learns that the house is already inhabited.
Warnings: Angst, drug use, alcohol.
Author's Note: Inspired by one of the prompts in the direngrey_yaoi comm. To quote: "Prompt(s) or things you want to see in your requested fic: Dreams. Metaphors. Mythology/Faith/Religion. I like drama, but not... -girly- drama. Or, if you're feeling smutty, I've a deep-seated fondness for D/s relationships, rough kinks, and/or food play. Oooh, or tentacles! Not nearly enough tentacles going around... I guess I'm not really picky ^_^;" Also, apparently I am unlearning when it comes to writing. I can't explain this. Sorry, I guess.
Fat droplets of rain struck the car’s windshield as Kyo made his way down the narrow, winding road to the supposed “town” nearby. The needle that informed Kyo of how much gas was left in the vehicle teetered over the red bar, so the blond decided that he would need to stop by the small gas station before he even considered the drive down to Sapporo.
The town was particularly lively that day, even with the steady rainfall. A couple of children scampered down the tiny street, chasing a rather shaggy dog. Meanwhile a weathered old woman watched them from the doorway of her house, a fat cigar dangling casually from her narrow lips. The gas station also seemed to be fairly active, considering how small and desolate the town was. A three-wheeled truck groaned to life at the gas pump, and the young man in the vehicle waved to the gas station attendant as he drove off.
Hiromu’s car slowed to a halt before the gas pump, and Kyo slung the hood of his jacket over his head as he stepped out of the tiny vehicle. He looked up at the gas station’s worn sign, and beneath the layers of grit, he managed to make out the words LAST INVITATION GAS STOP in grayish-blue letters. Kyo thought the name was a little strange, and he glanced back at the woman with the cigar hanging from her mouth as she set about talking to the grill in her front lawn. …I guess that explains it.
“Hey,” the gas station attendant said in a casual greeting, and Kyo turned to look over at the man. He was only slightly taller than Kyo, and he dressed in a jacket that was the same bland color as the letters on the gas station’s sign. The hat on his head kept his face free from the rain, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses framed a rather angular face. Kyo’s eyes flicked away from the gas station attendant briefly. Despite himself, he had to admit that he found something about the other man strangely appealing.
“I haven’t see you before,” the gas station attendant remarked, and he held out his hand in greeting. “I’d definitely remember someone like you.” His lips curved slightly and offered a slight smile. “My name’s Kaoru.”
Kyo reached out, and he took that hand into his own. Kaoru’s hand was pleasantly warm, and Kyo noticed a few callouses that adorned the gas station attendant’s fingers. “Kyo,” he finally said. “I just moved here recently.”
“That so?” Kaoru said curiously, and he let go of Kyo’s hand. “What brings you all the way out here?” He then turned towards the gas pump. “And what kind of gas do you need? Regular?”
“Yeah, regular’s fine,” Kyo said, and he leaned back against the car as he watched Kaoru grab the nozzle from the pump. “As for why I came up here, well… I guess I needed a change of pace.” And to get away from my mother and her problems, Kyo added mentally, but he didn’t want to share that with someone he didn’t know, even if the man happened to catch his attention. A cool breeze brushed over Kyo, and he shivered as he huddled into his jacket. “Is it usually this cold here?”
“Hm?” Kaoru looked back over at Kyo quizzically. “Actually, it’s not too bad right now. It’s usually a little bit cooler than this.” He glanced up at the sky thoughtfully. “So where are you from originally?”
Kyo breathed in slightly. “Kyoto.” He turned to watch the rain fall from the sky as he felt a twinge of longing. He hadn’t even been away from his hometown for more than a few days, and already he missed Kyoto. For all of his problems that seemed to be rooted in the city, he adored the place. He missed the various temples, and festivals that helped define that old city. He even missed the kitsune udon.
“Kyoto?” Kaoru repeated. “I thought I recognized that accent.” He smiled slightly. “I actually visited Kyoto back when I was a kid. It’s a pretty nice place.”
Kyo nodded a bit numbly. I wonder when I’ll even get to see it again, he thought. He had been so focused on his rather sudden move to Hokkaido that he hadn’t stopped to realize that it could be long while before he saw Kyoto once more. “It is,” Kyo finally agreed. “I already miss it a little, to be honest.”
“Mm…” Kaoru looked back at Kyo. “Well, it’s not too bad here, either. Slow, yeah, but if you ever get bored, well, Sapporo’s not to far away. If nothing else, this place is pretty quiet and peaceful.” He slipped the gas nozzle from the car. “And I think there might be a park not too far from here that’s sort of famous? I can’t remember the name though.” He then walked into the gas station, Kyo following him.
“A park?” Kyo said. “I hadn’t heard anything about a park.” A bell chimed as they both walked into the gas station, and the cat seated on the counter yawned and began to stretch her long legs.
“Yeah?” Kaoru said. “I think it was on a television program at some point. I remember a film crew being there for a while. Something about a documentary.” He walked behind the counter and clacked a few buttons on the cash register, and he frowned as one of the little buttons jammed.
The cat sauntered over to Kyo curiously, and he stroked her head absent-mindedly as he stole another glance at Kaoru. Kyo had dated only a couple of people back when he had still been in Kyoto, and even then, those relationships had been painfully forced at their best. He had tried to maintain some level of affection in both of them, but he had always found himself failing. For a while I thought maybe I was asexual, Kyo thought. Sex had certainly never been something that he had entertained in past relationships, much to the disappointment of his past partners. However, the more he watched Kaoru the more he realized, Guess that’s not the case. Kyo slipped off the hood of his jacket, and his static-charged hair clung stubbornly to his cheeks and forehead.
“Hey,” Kaoru said as Kyo paid for his gas. “I’ll probably see you around, won’t I?” He took the money the blond offered him and slipped it casually into the register.
“Probably,” Kyo said, and he found that he liked the way Kaoru’s fingertips brushed over his hand. “I’ll see you later then.” He pushed his hair away from his face, and he slipped his hood back on. He turned to leave, and he heard Kaoru murmur something as he slipped through the door and back into the steady rain. And as he made his way back to Hiromu’s car, Kyo felt his heart thump in an unfamiliar way. The feeling made Kyo uncomfortable, and when he got into the car he sat for a moment before he even considered fastening his seat belt and turning the keys in the ignition.
What is this? Kyo thought dryly, and he glanced back at the gas station. Of all times to decide I’m attracted to other people after all… Then, after a long moment, Kyo pulled away from the gas station and back onto the narrow little road. The rain then gradually stopped as he left the tiny town for Sapporo.
Chapter: 2/?
Band: Dir en grey
Pairing: Kaoru/Kyo
Rating: PG-13ish for now, but will become NC-17.
Disclaimer: It's fiction.
Summary: In order to make a better life for himself, Kyo moves to a house in the countryside with his older brother. However, Kyo finds himself pulled into a tangled mess when he learns that the house is already inhabited.
Warnings: Angst, drug use, alcohol.
Author's Note: Inspired by one of the prompts in the direngrey_yaoi comm. To quote: "Prompt(s) or things you want to see in your requested fic: Dreams. Metaphors. Mythology/Faith/Religion. I like drama, but not... -girly- drama. Or, if you're feeling smutty, I've a deep-seated fondness for D/s relationships, rough kinks, and/or food play. Oooh, or tentacles! Not nearly enough tentacles going around... I guess I'm not really picky ^_^;" Also, apparently I am unlearning when it comes to writing. I can't explain this. Sorry, I guess.
Fat droplets of rain struck the car’s windshield as Kyo made his way down the narrow, winding road to the supposed “town” nearby. The needle that informed Kyo of how much gas was left in the vehicle teetered over the red bar, so the blond decided that he would need to stop by the small gas station before he even considered the drive down to Sapporo.
The town was particularly lively that day, even with the steady rainfall. A couple of children scampered down the tiny street, chasing a rather shaggy dog. Meanwhile a weathered old woman watched them from the doorway of her house, a fat cigar dangling casually from her narrow lips. The gas station also seemed to be fairly active, considering how small and desolate the town was. A three-wheeled truck groaned to life at the gas pump, and the young man in the vehicle waved to the gas station attendant as he drove off.
Hiromu’s car slowed to a halt before the gas pump, and Kyo slung the hood of his jacket over his head as he stepped out of the tiny vehicle. He looked up at the gas station’s worn sign, and beneath the layers of grit, he managed to make out the words LAST INVITATION GAS STOP in grayish-blue letters. Kyo thought the name was a little strange, and he glanced back at the woman with the cigar hanging from her mouth as she set about talking to the grill in her front lawn. …I guess that explains it.
“Hey,” the gas station attendant said in a casual greeting, and Kyo turned to look over at the man. He was only slightly taller than Kyo, and he dressed in a jacket that was the same bland color as the letters on the gas station’s sign. The hat on his head kept his face free from the rain, and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses framed a rather angular face. Kyo’s eyes flicked away from the gas station attendant briefly. Despite himself, he had to admit that he found something about the other man strangely appealing.
“I haven’t see you before,” the gas station attendant remarked, and he held out his hand in greeting. “I’d definitely remember someone like you.” His lips curved slightly and offered a slight smile. “My name’s Kaoru.”
Kyo reached out, and he took that hand into his own. Kaoru’s hand was pleasantly warm, and Kyo noticed a few callouses that adorned the gas station attendant’s fingers. “Kyo,” he finally said. “I just moved here recently.”
“That so?” Kaoru said curiously, and he let go of Kyo’s hand. “What brings you all the way out here?” He then turned towards the gas pump. “And what kind of gas do you need? Regular?”
“Yeah, regular’s fine,” Kyo said, and he leaned back against the car as he watched Kaoru grab the nozzle from the pump. “As for why I came up here, well… I guess I needed a change of pace.” And to get away from my mother and her problems, Kyo added mentally, but he didn’t want to share that with someone he didn’t know, even if the man happened to catch his attention. A cool breeze brushed over Kyo, and he shivered as he huddled into his jacket. “Is it usually this cold here?”
“Hm?” Kaoru looked back over at Kyo quizzically. “Actually, it’s not too bad right now. It’s usually a little bit cooler than this.” He glanced up at the sky thoughtfully. “So where are you from originally?”
Kyo breathed in slightly. “Kyoto.” He turned to watch the rain fall from the sky as he felt a twinge of longing. He hadn’t even been away from his hometown for more than a few days, and already he missed Kyoto. For all of his problems that seemed to be rooted in the city, he adored the place. He missed the various temples, and festivals that helped define that old city. He even missed the kitsune udon.
“Kyoto?” Kaoru repeated. “I thought I recognized that accent.” He smiled slightly. “I actually visited Kyoto back when I was a kid. It’s a pretty nice place.”
Kyo nodded a bit numbly. I wonder when I’ll even get to see it again, he thought. He had been so focused on his rather sudden move to Hokkaido that he hadn’t stopped to realize that it could be long while before he saw Kyoto once more. “It is,” Kyo finally agreed. “I already miss it a little, to be honest.”
“Mm…” Kaoru looked back at Kyo. “Well, it’s not too bad here, either. Slow, yeah, but if you ever get bored, well, Sapporo’s not to far away. If nothing else, this place is pretty quiet and peaceful.” He slipped the gas nozzle from the car. “And I think there might be a park not too far from here that’s sort of famous? I can’t remember the name though.” He then walked into the gas station, Kyo following him.
“A park?” Kyo said. “I hadn’t heard anything about a park.” A bell chimed as they both walked into the gas station, and the cat seated on the counter yawned and began to stretch her long legs.
“Yeah?” Kaoru said. “I think it was on a television program at some point. I remember a film crew being there for a while. Something about a documentary.” He walked behind the counter and clacked a few buttons on the cash register, and he frowned as one of the little buttons jammed.
The cat sauntered over to Kyo curiously, and he stroked her head absent-mindedly as he stole another glance at Kaoru. Kyo had dated only a couple of people back when he had still been in Kyoto, and even then, those relationships had been painfully forced at their best. He had tried to maintain some level of affection in both of them, but he had always found himself failing. For a while I thought maybe I was asexual, Kyo thought. Sex had certainly never been something that he had entertained in past relationships, much to the disappointment of his past partners. However, the more he watched Kaoru the more he realized, Guess that’s not the case. Kyo slipped off the hood of his jacket, and his static-charged hair clung stubbornly to his cheeks and forehead.
“Hey,” Kaoru said as Kyo paid for his gas. “I’ll probably see you around, won’t I?” He took the money the blond offered him and slipped it casually into the register.
“Probably,” Kyo said, and he found that he liked the way Kaoru’s fingertips brushed over his hand. “I’ll see you later then.” He pushed his hair away from his face, and he slipped his hood back on. He turned to leave, and he heard Kaoru murmur something as he slipped through the door and back into the steady rain. And as he made his way back to Hiromu’s car, Kyo felt his heart thump in an unfamiliar way. The feeling made Kyo uncomfortable, and when he got into the car he sat for a moment before he even considered fastening his seat belt and turning the keys in the ignition.
What is this? Kyo thought dryly, and he glanced back at the gas station. Of all times to decide I’m attracted to other people after all… Then, after a long moment, Kyo pulled away from the gas station and back onto the narrow little road. The rain then gradually stopped as he left the tiny town for Sapporo.