Building and Burning [Chapter Six: Gravity Plays Favourites]

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Title// Building and Burning [Chapter Six: Gravity Plays Favourites]
Author//
swn_2gthr_wrng 
Rating//R
Pairing//Ryuusuke/Taira
Warnings//scenes of a sexual nature; wierd, probably OOC parents
Chapter One (includes summary)
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five

As far as I know, (I have read the last 3 volumes of the manga...yet) Ryuusuke's parents are never introduced (PLEASE correct me if I'm wrong ^^;;) so I just made up their careers and personalities since all I had to go on was that his father was wealthy and that his mother remarried and had Maho. So, yeah... I kinda hate this chapter.

Taira and Ryuusuke agreed that some records must’ve been broken in their race to the blonde’s conservative shower. The slowest part may have been adjusting the water, and even that was done in an impatient manner by Taira, who laughed loudly and squirmed in Ryuusuke’s arms as the onyx haired guitarist held him from behind and planted rough kisses in between his shoulder blades.

“We actually need to wash you know,” Taira tried telling Ryuusuke, who was still assaulting him with kisses. “This isn’t some poor excuse to have sex while wet.”

Ryuusuke’s hold loosened and Taira was able to face his lover. The shower was truly only meant for one person, but two fit comfortably enough.

“Blowjob then washing? Or washing then blowjob? Decisions, decisions…” Taira teased, although even as he said it, he was beginning to run his hands down Ryuusuke’s pale, lean, yet muscled torso. After a passionate kiss was shared with his bandmate, Taira sunk to his knees and was pleased to see that Ryuusuke was already almost fully hardened. He nipped at the guitarist’s belly button, soothing the small red marks he made by running his tongue over them.

“Ah now we’re ready for action,” Taira flashed a grin up at Ryuusuke before experimentally flicking his tongue on the head of Ryuusuke’s length. Ryuusuke never really understood why Taira always smiled so much during sex before now; it was because sex was fun for Taira - it wasn’t a solemn affair, especially when it was the two of them together. This was the last coherent thought process Ryuusuke was able to get through before everything got so hot that his thoughts evaporated and turned to fog, whilst his brain melted.

All that he could say was a strangled moan as Taira took him into his mouth and swirled his tongue around just so. Ryuusuke thought his legs would give out and was immensely grateful for the tiled wall now supporting his back. He would’ve loved to watch Taira, but his cerulean eyes were sliding out of focus as waves of pleasure overtook him, the decision to close them made for him.

Once closed, his eyes were glued shut as he blindly fisted Taira’s spiky blond locks. The next moan that tore out of his throat was a helpless one, but Ryuusuke had passed the point of caring. He was losing himself to the sensations Taira was creating. As he felt a familiar yet powerful pressure build, Ryuusuke was sure that he felt Taira speed up.

“Fuck, Taira, I’m gonna-” the ensuing orgasm seemed to send an electric shock through every muscle of Ryuusuke’s body. He steadily slid down onto the shower floor, now at the same level as the bassist who had just rocked his world. Taira patiently watched as Ryuusuke’s breathing slowly returned to normal and for the black haired man to open his eyes. Taira’s smiling face was the first thing Ryuusuke saw.

“Proud of yourself?” Ryuusuke asked, Taira’s smile infected him.
Rich brown eyes danced as Taira questioned, “Should I be?”

“You were amazing.” Ryuusuke ruffled his lover’s wet locks. “I better stand up now. My ass is getting numb and we’re wasting water.”

They both rose to their feet, careful not to bash into each other in the confined space.

Taira shrugged Ryuusuke’s concern off, “Meh, technically we’re still conserving water - seeing as it’s two of us in here and not just me jacking off.” Ryuusuke’s mouth twitched in a grin.

“This is true.” He watched as Taira picked a shampoo bottle up off the shower floor, and then confided, “Why jack yourself off when you have me to do it for you?” He pulled Taira close to him, their bodies fast together. Ryuusuke gnawed slightly at the blonde’s shoulder, teeth leaving no mark on Taira’s tanned skin.

“You’re so goddamn addictive,” Ryuusuke muttered into Taira’s shoulder. Taira smiled, the statement warming him. He wasn’t used to being showered with affection like this. Undergarments being thrown at him: yes. Being told that he possessed a quality of an illegal drug: no.

He whimpered despite himself when Ryuusuke began drawing little circles with deft fingers on his chest. Taira felt his bandmate’s hot mouth on his neck and leaned into him as Ryuusuke’s wandering hands ventured down south. Taira’s grip on the shampoo bottle loosened considerably as Ryuusuke grasped a part of him. Thank god shampoo bottles are plastic, he thought rather stupidly as the one in his hand fell to the floor.

“Tell me Maho, who’s this new girlfriend Ryuusuke has? What’s she like?” Mrs. Minami questioned, her deep blue eyes (identical to her son’s) focused on her youngest child. Maho was sitting on her bed, clasping a manga she’d been reading before her mother poked her head into the bedroom. Maho giggled in spite of herself, covering her mouth lightly as she did so.

Her light brown eyes gleamed in amusement as she said, “Who told you Ray had a girlfriend?”

“Well I overheard your boyfriend talking about Ryuusuke in a relationship when you were on your cellphone with me earlier,” her mother remarked, slightly perplexed.

“And then Ray said he was bringing-”

“Mom, mom. Did he specifically say he was bringing a girlfriend? Did you get a name?” Maho asked sincerely.

“Well, no. That’s why I came up to talk to you,” her mother explained.

“Come here, mom.” Maho patted a spot on the bed, indicating for her mother to sit beside her. Her mother obliged.

“I’m just going to tell you this the way it is. Ryuusuke’s going out with one of his bandmates, Taira. You probably met him before.” Her mother’s eyes shifted upwards and she thought for a moment. Recognition danced among her features.

“Ah yes! So where are they going?”

Maho deadpanned. She shook her head slightly, and then gave it another try, “No mom, they’re involved.”

Her mother arched a thin eyebrow and told her daughter, “I got it the first time, kid. I was just messing around. So what does this mean? Is he just going through some experimental period or did he just find someone that really…gets him?” A dreamy look drifted onto her face and Maho knew her mother was thinking about the time she met Maho’s father. She could’ve predicted the next words that came out of her mother’s mouth. Maho knew that she would love the fact that her son was a promising guitarist in a homosexual inter-band relationship. It screamed rebellion against the odds.

“It kind of reminds me of your father and me. An intellectual heir of a powerful family-run company, and a middle class anarchist.” Her mother sighed, “Well, we beat the odds.”

Maho rolled her eyes but inside she was glad her mother understood (maybe a little too much) Ryuusuke’s situation. She doubted many mothers were as supportive as her own.

“Yeah mom, and now you’re a big-time agent that represents A-listers. This romance has a happy ending.”

“Aw sweetie. You make me sound so important. Now I want to know more about this Taira person.”

“Well he’s Beck’s bass guitarist,” Maho started.

Her mother looked relieved, “Oh thank god he’s not the drummer. I like him already.”

Taira was looking over Ryuusuke’s/Maho’s manga collection disinterestedly as his lover changed into a new set of clothes at his place.

Deciding to voice a rather awkward question that had been nagging at the back of his mind for some time, he asked, “Are we…do you think we’re in a…err…a monogamous relationship?” He bit his lower lip slightly, not used to the feeling of vulnerability he was experiencing, but determined to stick it out as best as he could. Usually he wouldn’t bring up this kind of thing at all, but he’d never had something this intense with anyone else before. Ryuusuke had just pulled on a fresh pair of jeans did up the zipper, fastening the button at the top. He looked at Taira and replied with his special brand of quiet confidence, “I know I am.”

Taira gave an ‘aw shucks’ type of grin and said, “I’m glad we’re on the same page.”

Ryuusuke pulled on a clean blue t-shirt and told Taira, “Babe, we’re on the same word.” He grinned broadly. “I’m sorry. It just came to my mind. Bad joke, I know.” Taira just laughed.

“That was quite possibly the corniest thing I’ve heard all month.”

“Great. Then my job is done,” Ryuusuke informed the bassist doing up his jeans after putting on a plain black leather belt before approaching Taira.

“Ready?” he inquired.

“Sure, let’s go.”

Usually, Ryuusuke at least had a rough idea of how his parents were going to react to something. Not this time though, which was why he was so nervous. He was going in blind, and he hated it. Just focus on something else…anything else, he told himself silently. He glanced at Taira who was (of course) concentrating on the road. Ryuusuke couldn’t help but notice how (ridiculous as it was, since he was just driving) sexy his boyfriend looked while driving. He assumed they should start calling each other that seeing as they were monogamous, but it just felt a little too gay for Ryuusuke’s liking, although maybe he just had to get used to it. A devious thought struck Ryuusuke and he smirked.

“Taira?” he asked and the platinum blonde glanced at him for a moment before returning his gaze back to the road.

“Yeah?”

Ryuusuke was looking forward, out the windshield when he placed his right hand on the firm muscle that was Taira’s thigh. The bassist’s reaction was a wary sidelong glance.

“Have you ever had sex in your van?” Ryuusuke’s hand slid slowly towards Taira’s inner thigh.

“No, actually,” Taira’s expression was nothing less than one determination, “I’d love to play this game right now, but I’m kind of worried about meeting your parents.”

“Yeah, you see, I’ve been meaning to tell you…” Ryuusuke started, and then stopped, obviously trying to think of how to word his next sentence, “About my parents… I’m not really worried about them reacting negatively.” The guitarist’s tone indicated that Taira should understand what he was getting by the way he said ‘negatively’. It was the same tone of voice teacher’s use when they’re spelling out what they’re going to say next, so that their student could beat them to it, which is similar to what Taira did.

“You mean, they’re going to react too positively?” Taira question, raising both eyebrows and squinting at the same time, giving a comically odd, perplexed look.

Ryuusuke snorted, “Well they might come off a bit patronizing. I’m not promising anything, but that’s how they’ve reacted in the past.”

Taira flicked on the turn signal and repeated, “In the past?”

“Well there was the time I brought home a black girl, and then the time I brought home an Indian girl, and then the time I brought home a German girl…they just try to understand and relate too much, you know what I’m saying?”

Taira had started nodding before Ryuusuke even finished. Taira pulled in front of Ryuusuke’s parent’s house and parked. Both heaved a sigh before Taira said, “Well, here we go.”

As they walked up the driveway, and up the concrete path that hugged the garage, Ryuusuke’s cell phone went off.

“Maho?” he inquired into the phone’s receiver, ceasing his trek to the front door. Taira stopped as well.

“Don’t tell me that’s Taira with you,” Maho said, a worried tone evident in her voice.

“Yeah, why? Mom told me to bring him.”

“Idiot! You didn’t even tell her it was a guy! I had-”

Well I figured you would tell her…Did you?” Ryuusuke said, infuriatingly nonchalant.

“Yes! But that’s beside the point! You can’t expect me to cover for you! I thought you were just going to bring a random girl-”

“Wait…Maho, where exactly are you?” Ryuusuke asked, looking up at the second floor of the house. He spotted her even before she answered. His little sister looked just as furious as she sounded and was looking right at them through her bedroom window.

“In my bedroom Ray! I told mom, but now she’s going to act all accepting and understanding and we’re not going to be able to talk about anything that’s actually important!” Maho stressed.

Ryuusuke knew she was right but “who did you think I was going to bring?” he asked.

Maho lowered her voice to make sure only Ryuusuke could hear. Out her window, she could see Taira beside her brother, expectantly yet patiently. God, why does he have to be so good? Maho asked herself. Taira was so great for her brother, but with every step they took, she was positive Ryuusuke was going to do something retarded.

“You never bring your dates home to meet mom and dad. Why Taira?”

Taira watched as his boyfriend bickered on the phone with his sister. Ryuusuke paced back and forth, stopping at times. He knew they were talking about him, so he didn’t bother listening in on the conversation. Taira’s philosophy was that he already knew everything about himself, so he didn’t need to hear what others said about him.

The bleach blonde wished however, that Ryuusuke would at least be facing the door when his mother answered it, and not his back turned squabbling with his younger sister. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. Taira smiled politely and greeted Ryuusuke’s mother when she opened the front door. Her face ever the picture of one who was happily surprised as Taira introduced himself.

“Hi, Mrs. Minami, I’m Taira Yoshiyuki. I believe we’ve met before, but I’ve never really introduced myself.”

Relief washed over him when he heard Ryuusuke snap his cell phone shut.

“Hey Mom, long time no see.” Ryuusuke moved to give his mother a warm hug. When he moved away, Mrs. Minami invited them in. Taira slipped off his sneakers as Ryuusuke did the same.

Both winced when the Minami matriarch hollered up the stairs, “Maho! Your brother and his boyfriend are here!”

Ryuusuke tossed a sidelong glance at Taira to see how he reacted to being called a) Ryuusuke’s and b) Ryuusuke’s boyfriend.

Before the platinum blonde caught him, Taira looked as if he was on the fence about the matter. Once he gathered his lover was watching him however, he allowed a slight smile to play across his lips.

“You two came just in time for dinner,” Mrs. Minami remarked, regarding both men smilingly, “your father should be arriving any moment now.” The light brown haired woman disappeared into the kitchen as both Maho and Koyuki appeared at the bottom of the starts that led to the second floor of the house.

“Hey Taira,” Maho greeted the blonde calmly, as if she hadn’t been criticizing her older brother for bringing him to dinner moments ago. He wasn’t a bit surprised at the way Koyuki regarded him though. Almost as if…Taira started to dismiss the thought forming, but then gave it some more consideration. Koyuki was regarding him in an awkward combination of the formality and respect one received when one was their friend’s significant other, with the ‘we’re practically brothers’ attitude the entire band had touted after touring the USA together. And the younger man hadn’t even said a word yet.

“So what have you guys been up to?” Ryuusuke questioned in an amused tone that suggested he thought he already knew. Koyuki slightly blushed, and Maho scowled.

“Don’t be a perv, Ray,” she told him. Ryuusuke smirked.

“We were going over the designs Chiba came up with for the band t-shirts…,” she explained defensively. Her expression softened considerably when she saw who was entering the front door. “Hey dad,” Maho casually greeted her father.

“Hello,” he replied, giving a warm smile to the bunch who were still collectively gathered in the front hall. Confusion introduced itself as he removed his footwear, though the smile remained.

“Am I being Punk’d?” he asking jokingly, referencing the reality show. “Hi Taira. How’s it going? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

Ryuusuke knew then and there that his father was going to be less than happy about the news he was about to bestow upon him.

Mr. Minami continued, “Now I was under the impression that I was going to meet my son’s current significant other tonight, but I’m guessing she was busy seeing as Ryuusuke dragged you over here. That’s your van I take it?”

A polite smile graced Taira’s face as he continued the news-stalling small talk. Maho and Koyuki were watching the two converse as one would a mound of dirt where an unstable landmine was hiding. Maho shot several loaded glances at Ryuusuke. The ebony haired man didn’t notice, too distracted by the useless alibis and their inevitability doomed outcomes.

“So really, why are you here?” Mr. Minami asked, obviously anticipating an amusing tale of sorts, “Or should I be asking my son?”

Taira turned his head in Ryuusuke’s direction, awaiting some guidance, assistance, or whatever Ryuusuke could offer. However, when the guitarist finally opened his mouth, his mother’s voice cut him off.
“Oh sweetie, you’re home!” Mrs. Minami remarked, materializing in the doorway, heading to the dining room, “And I see you’ve met Ray’s boyfriend!” Her grin widened as she raised her fist and stuck up a pink finger. For a woman who grew up in Northern California, she sure is Asian, Ryuusuke thought with some semblance of humour. Mr. Minami frowned, looking at Taira, obviously realizing the actual reason the bass player from his son’s band was present.

The look was mostly filled with disbelief, and his following words confirmed this, “Nooo…are you serious?” He smiled.

Ryuusuke cocked a thin jet-black eyebrow. This wasn’t how he expected his father to take this at all. Then again, he didn’t know what to expect, but this definitely was not it.

“Yeah dad. Taira and I are together.”

“Oh I get it. This is one of those phases some bands go through-”

“What?” Ryuusuke asked, cutting off his father. He didn’t want to hear what the man said next. “What do you mean ‘it’s a phase’?”

“Son, you’re not gay…” Mr. Minami told him, as if her were pointing out something painfully obvious.

“Well I’m not sure about that. All I know is I’m in love with Taira,” Ryuusuke told his father in a serious tone, “and if that makes me gay, then I guess I am.” The finality of his own voice made him wince. This wasn’t what he was used to doing; sticking up for what he believed in had never come up in this section of his life before. But just because he’d never done it in quite this manner before, didn’t mean he didn’t know how. Even as the sensible part of his mind screamed that he couldn’t reverse what he’d just said, he leaned over and pressed his lips against Taira’s in a chaste kiss that was just long enough to dispel the air of ‘just another round of pass the bottle’.

Mrs. Minami and Koyuki collectively gasped, and Mr. Minami raised his hands in surrender.

“Alright, alright if this is what you want.”

Ryuusuke grinned triumphantly, looking at Taira. Taira had the slight blush dusting his cheeks as he returned the gaze. He’d never experienced something like this before- the kiss wasn’t fiery or breathtaking, but it was more than enough to get his heart pounding for some reason. Probably because it was in front of everyone.

“Great. Let’s have dinner.” Mrs. Minami told everyone, attempting- and succeeding- to awkward air around them.

The rest of the night went fine, with no talk of sexuality and what not until it was time to leave. Taira hesitantly hugged Mrs. Minami goodbye, since it was the woman who engaged it. When she released him, she turned to her husband, as if expecting him to say something. Ryuusuke beat him to it.

“You can be the first person to say ‘I told you so’.” He pushed Taira out the door in front of him, hurrying out so he could savour getting the last word.