Log - Shishido and Oshitari
Date: Oh a few weeks ago before all of this death and doom stuff started getting serious (meaning it's been sitting in my gmail for far too long >.> whoops)
Rating: PG-13 or higher for dirty thoughts
Summary: Shishido thinks Yuushi needs to get out more so convinces him to take a break and go to a club with him.
They had been talking about business for over an hour now, and really as much as Shishido enjoyed his time with Oshitari in moments like this, tonight he wanted more. His eyes moved towards the window and he smiled before looking back at his friend. It was going to take the computer another hour or two to finish decoding that disc he brought, so really it wasn't like there was a point in being here until it was done anyway.
"Remember that promise? About having more fun? Let's do something. Right now." His wings flapped lightly behind him, reflecting the excitement his body was feeling at the thought of escaping the mansion with Oshitari and just hitting the town with the intention of having fun.
Yes, he was bound to get a lecture form Kamio and the twins would probably hunt them down before long, but they could still do a few of the things that he knew Oshitari would find fun but typically didn't let himself indulge in. Shishido wouldn't take no for answer, not tonight when there was no reason not to.
"Hm?" Yuushi had been checking the computer's progress; now he straightened and glanced back at his avian friend. "Right now?"
Shishido's spontenaity made him smile. And the notion of just leaving to do something enjoyable appealed to him.
However, he knew full well there would be three pairs of eyes following them the moment they stepped out of the room. It wasn't that he didn't want Akira or the twins tagging along, but it always seemed to dim Shishido's enthusiasm when they did. He couldn't understand why...as much as the twins liked his friend and ex-boyfriend, they tended to stick to his side more religiously when he was with Shishido. And for reasons he hadn't yet figured, Shishido and Akira just...didn't always get along. At all.
He was starting to wonder about that, actually. Two years, or very near to it, and Shishido was still the butt of the twins jokes. Kamio still suppressed faces at just the mention of the name. It seemed that no one had gotten used to each other, but he hadn't noticed, what with being busy and exploring his newfound love and relationship with Akira. Maybe it was time that he did.
But instead, he chuckled and shook his head. "I'd love to, but we'd never make it to the front door without the others."
"Yes right now. And who said anything about using the front door?" Shishido flapped his wings to emphasize what his preferred method of escape was. "We'll fly away and then we're free to do whatever you want." He couldn't help the smile taking over his face or the way his eyes sparkled at the thought of kidnapping his ex-boyfriend, even if it was just for a few hours.
He had his own selfish reasons for wanting to spend quality time with the man he had ended up unknowingly bonded with, but he also wanted to do it for Yuushi. His friend spent so much time worrying about others and work that he hardly did things for himself. And with all of the times Yuushi had spoiled him, for tonight he would let his friend do whatever he wanted. Hell, it was an adventure, and those were always exciting and Shishido thought that even if they ended up watching some cheesey romance thing he'd still be having a good time.
"Come on Yuushi, live a little with me for tonight." Shishido held out his hand, wings spread behind him in an open invitation of fun, adventure and temporary escape of responsibilities. Shishido wasn't dumb enough to get his hopes up and think that Oshitari would ever truly run away with him. But even his friend had to be willing to put aside those he held dear in his household to have fun with him for a few hours.
Yuushi reached out and took the offered hand before he fully realized just how allluring the offer was. If his first instinct was to desert the house with Shishido...then it was obvious he needed exactly what his friend had said. Some fun, some time to do anything he wanted.
"So you'll steal me away, Shishido?" He teased the other warmly as he was pulled to the balcony doors. But he stopped the winged mutant just before Shishido could open them. "Wait. I don't want to worry anyone." He slipped his hand from the other's and walked back to his desk, palming his cell phone from the drawer and jotting down a quick note to Akira, letting him know that he was going with Shishido for just a few hours, and that he'd be back directly.
With that, he returned, opening the doors and stepping out into the night air. A stray breeze sent his hair dancing in his face, and he brushed it away. "You're sure you can handle my weight?"
"I even promise to return you." Shishido said as he fiddled with the doors before looking over at the one that led to the hall. He'd rather keep his friend forever, but it would make him happier to know it was just for a brief respite. "And you know that won't stop them from hunting us down right? Might be a good challenge for the twins though. Keep 'em on their toes." Giving the hall door one last look he turned to the balcony where Oshitari had gone and momentarily lost his breath. Hair that was always somewhat tossled was gorgeous when half lit by the lights in the study and flowing in the night breeze.
If he was more like Fuji, he would have pulled out his phone to snap a picture, but as he wasn't he just mached up to his friend and wrapped his arms around tightly around his waist. There were many ways to carry somone while flying, but for people he liked, this way was his favourite. Initmate and safe. "I'd never drop you Yuushi." He reassured, spreading his wings and flapping them gently while his friend got a better grip on him.
"Tell me where to go and then hold on tight." He warned as he began to flap his wings harder, creating even more of a breeze around them before their feet slowly left the ground. A take off like this one from the ground with extra weight always took a bit of extra effort, but to fly with someone under the night sky definitely made any strain worth it.
Winding his arms around Shishido's neck--which was a bit awkward seeing as he was the taller of the two--Yuushi looked down as the two great white wings beat into the air and started to lift them off the ground.
But where to go? "Take me somewhere we used to go", he murmured, feeling a touch of nostalgia for the days he and Shishido would take off at a moment's notice. They'd go dancing, or play pool with Fuji. They would walk in the park at night or sit on the roof of Tomihana and talk...among other things.
Maybe it was just the intimate sort of way Shishido was now carrying him into the air. As if they were entwined lovers..."It's too bad we'll never know if you can play a little in the air", he teased, clinging tighter as they rose up higher and left the balcony altogether.
"Sounds perfect." Shishido replied, finally getting enough height to start heading off across the Oshitari grounds and towards the city. There ws this one dance club they used to go to, it played the worst music and the drinks were watered down but there was always a good crowd and they didn't care about mutants. They'd had a lot of fun there and if Yuushi was looking to relive some memories from the glory days an hour or so there was a good place to start in his opinion.
Assuming that Oshitari didn't get himself killed first. Who said things like that when they were being held in flight above the ground? "It is not too bad. Hell, I'd probably drop you and then were would I be? Horny and down a friend." He clung a little tighter as the teasing had caused his grip to loosen slightly. He didn't plan on dropping his bonded tonight. Even if he was acing those recovering dropped items drill a lot now adays he didn't want to have to test that with someone he loved.
"Besides, pancakes can't dance with me." They'd be at the club in a few more minutes then he could stretch out his wings and have some proper fun.
"I doubt you'd do that. You're stronger than I remember." Yuushi felt the arms around him tighten, and he squeezed his knees around Shishido's hips as the other mutant flew horizontally. Even with the stars and the night sky filling his eyes over Shishido's shoulder, he was very aware of this position and the memories it brought to mind. "Two years ago, I could have taken advantage of this", he teased as the cell phone in his pocket began to vibrate.
Well, he'd known it wouldn't have taken them long to discover he was missing. He also wouldn't be surprised to learn that they'd come in the minute the sensors in the balcony door switched on, believing Shishido had left.
Well, he was going dancing first before he called them back.
"Strong doesn't mean infalliable. And you Yuushi, happen to know some of my greatest weaknesses." Not to mention being one, Shishido thought as he spotted the club not far up. He couldn't help smiling at the memories this particular club brought to mind, the fact that Yuushi was currently clinging tightly to him was doing nothing but encouraging them. Perhaps that's why he felt rather bold at the moment, "Hey, if you want to take advantage, I wouldn't stop you." He grinned and then forced out a laugh so that Oshitari would think he was just teasing. The stupid romantic in his friend would never cheat on his boyfriend. It was probaby one of the things he loved about his bonded, though moments like this it was hard to remember that.
Telling Oshitari to prepare for the landing, Shishido made towards the roof of the club, they'd take the exclusive winged mutant VIP entrance today. He was pretty sure he had his lock picking equipment on him if it was needed.
If Shishido's laugh didn't sound exactly right, Yuushi overlooked it when he heard the landing announcement. His arms and legs tightened even more around Shishido as they accelerated slightly, landing on the roof.
After letting go, Yuushi waited for his heartrate to slow a little before following Shishido to the roof door. The swooping in part shouldn't have rattled him so...but he brushed it off as a slight fear of falling and brushed by Shishido as the avian mutant held open the door.
The music got louder as he descended, heavy bass seemingly throbbing through the walls. Relaxing, Yuushi was already starting to move before they hit the actual club, hips swaying slightly. Once they were in, the music was deafening, and he grinned, acclimating himself to it before reaching behind and grabbing Shishido's hand.
His ex had thought to yank on a trenchcoat during their walk down the staircase, he noticed when he pulled Shishido out onto the dance floor. The jacket really didn't do much to hide anything...if one was looking closely, they could see feathers peeking out here and there. And it made Shishido look far more bulky than he was. But no one grinding on the dance floor seemed to notice or care.
After a song or two, Yuushi started to notice other dancers giving them more room to move, and he spontaneously decided to give them a show. Yanking Shishido close, he dipped him, hands righting him and then sliding down to the other's hips, moving and grinding themselves together to the beat.
It would occur to him later to feel a bit ashamed, dancing so dirty on the dance floor with someone that wasn't Akira. But just now, he was letting go and enjoying himself.
At least until the cell phone went off again, vibrating insistently against his thigh.
Shishido hated having to bind his wings and stick them under a trench coat, but the world wasn't safe for a mutant lilke himself to walk freely around without them at all times. At least his trench coat had gotten a lot cooler over the years though he would still be hard pressed to call it flattering on him. Something about hiding massive wings on your back under a coat just didn't bring on the sex appeal. Not like the way Oshitari's dancing did, that's for sure.
If he hadn't danced with Oshitari in the past, he might have been surprised at how the well bred boy could move, in fact he had been the first time they had gone out clubbing, but he knew well enough now to just enjoy and contribute to the show. It was then Shsihido decided there was somethign deeply erotic about dancing like this with someone else's boyfriend while a whole crowd of people were there to watch. It was toobad that wasn't enough to distract him from what he felt in his friend's pants... and no it wasn't what he wanted to feel. "You're vibrating." He pointed out, making sure to talk loud enough to be heard over the music. It was undoubtedly Kamio. Shishido had no idea how long the phone had been ringing, but he felt rather smug that Oshitari had yet to check.
Yuushi nodded rather than reply to the shout. Expertly dodging other dancers on the floor, he led Shishido away, pressing his wallet into the other mutant's hand. "Order me a drink", he leaned over and said into Shishido's ear, and left to find a quieter corner in the stairwell they'd come from to answer his phone.
Ten minutes later, he was suitably chastened and guilt-ridden. Not only had Akira panicked initially, but the twins were unhappy and had had to calm the speed mutant down long enough to get the gist of Yuushi's note across to him. Yuushi switched off his phone with a deep sigh, silently promising to himself that he'd make it up to him. But, looking across the sea of faces at Shishido, sitting at the bar and looking like he was enjoying himself, he realized he didn't want to ruin the fun his friend was having.
Just awhile longer, he thought. Akira would forgive him a night out, now that he knew where they were. He made his way through the crush to tap Shishido's legs where they were crossed over another stool. "Saving me a seat?", he smiled.
Shishido knew that Yuushi wasn't going to the bathroom when he was sent off to the bar to get drinks but it wasn't like he could say anything. His friend was too good a person to keep his boyfriend and bodyguards worried but that didn't mean he had to like it. He ordered a couple of shots for himself before getting a fancy drink for himself and something he knew to be one of Yuushi's favourites. Then he just made himself comfortable and enjoyed taking in the crowd and what people were up to in darkened corners where they didn't think people could see properly.
Just when he was wondering how long Yuushi would be he spotted him returning to the room and smiled. Now he just hoped that Oshitari wasn't so whipped that he forgot how to have fun and insisted on rushing back to the mansion. He'd just have to convince Oshitari it was okay to cut loose once and a while if he insisted they return. "Only if you're looking to sit." He slid the drink towards his friend as he pulled his legs off the other stool.
"How was the call? Do I still have a dancing partner?"
Maybe it was listening to Kamio's pissed off and worried voice for ten minutes, but Yuushi swore Shishido sounded the same when he said that. As if he were...jealous?
'No', Yuushi told himself. There was no reason for Shishido to be so. But, there was also no reason for his best friend to be having that strange ring of bitterness in his tone. Was this new, or was he just noticing this?
"I'm not leaving yet." Yuushi slid onto the seat, lifting up his glass to take a drink. "It went as well as can be expected", he said dryly, with a flicker of guilt. "But Akira knows where I am now."
And would no doubt send the twins in to pout at him when he returned. Better to stay out a little longer then.
"A couple more hours won't hurt", he assured Shishido.
"Good. You need to let loose once and a while, and Kamio and the twins need to learn that you're a big boy who can decide things on his own." Shishido's smile was a true on this time as he sipped at his drink and watched Oshitari. Even in the horrid and flashy dance lighting his friend still looked refined and cool. "What do you say we hit the dance floor a bit more and then find a 24 hour internet cafe or something to hang out in for a while." He stood from his stool, his foot tapping to the heavy beat of the music. Taking a long drink of his beverage, he set the glass down and leaned in towards Oshitari's ear, "I'll even let you regale me with tales from the latest romance novels."
"I'll try to stick to the historical ones." Yuushi chuckled and sipped the rest of his drink, feeling the cool yet warming feel of alcohol course down his throat. He let the comment about Kamio and the twins slide, as he always did when Shishido started to make it sound like they kept him in a prison.
After all, even if they did, it was one of his own making, wasn't it?
Sliding from his own stool, he let Shishido drag him back onto the dance floor, closing his eyes for a moment just to feel the music reverberate through his body, absorbing the beat before he started to move.
He just needed this night. To clear his mind, to not worry about the myriad of little details waiting for him back in his office. To live a little, as Shishido kept reminding him. He thought, if Kamio could ever control his bursts of adrenaline, this was something he'd enjoy doing with his boyfriend.
In the back of his mind, he was grinning mockingly at himself as he danced, and wondered just how long it would take one or both of the twins to show up at the club and tail him. He had no doubt someone was on their way. But, he let his mind clear and focus on dancing with his best friend, dragging Shishido back closer to him like before.
"You're too kind." Shishido teased. He wasn't about to admit that the historical ones weren't that bad. If nothing else he could pass the time picking out historical inaccuracies or enjoy it when they get details right. To him though, it didn't matter what he and Yuushi talked about as long as they talked about things beyond the Hell Fire Club and X-Prime. Although he particularily enjoyed when they reminisced about the days when they were dating, or even just talked about things that Oshitari wouldn't talk about with Kamio. Even if that meant romance novels.
But that would come later, for now, Shishido was enoying the excuse to pull his friend close and grind against him occassionally. Dancing was a wonderful excuse to do a plethora of naughty things he wouldn't normally be allowed to do. "Want to go soon?" He asked, his lips ghosting over Yuushi's neck in the process from the way he was dancing. If they left soon, they could stay ahead of the twins. He doubted they'd leave him alone without a proper bodyguard for long since they knew where he was.
"But we only just arrived." Yuushi almost brushed his lips over Shishido's ear, pitching his voice over the music as he leaned over. He knew why the avian mutant was suggesting it though. Ryou and Atsushi were no doubt only a matter of minutes away, and they had a strange tendency to insert themselves between him and Shishido wherever they could.
"The night is yours", he told his friend. "But after this song." Mindful of Shishido's wings, he still reached out and untied the other's trench coat, allowing him access to curl his arm around the smaller mutant's waist, pulling him closer into the grinding moves.
Shishido sucked in a sharp breath that got stuck in his throat at the way Oshitari moved against him. Damn, it had been too long since he had been with Yuushi like this and it was making him act in a definitely non-Shishido type way. He forced himself to breathe, hoped he wouldn't pop a noticeable hard on in the next five minutes and wrapped his arms tight around Oshitari's shoulders for support as he ground his hips back against his friend's.
"No tattling on us for our next location either." Shishido teasingly admonished after he was sure he would be able to talk without squeaking or tripping over his words. Dancing like this was probably a bad idea, but it felt too good to care. If Yuushi started to think anything out of the ordinary there were excuses and ways to distract him. Besides, he was a young male, he as allowed to get turned on by friction, even from, or especially from ex-lovers.
"I'll do my best." It was all Yuushi could promise, seeing as he wasn't about to scare the daylights out of his boyfriend again. But, he could give them an hour's head start before he texted one of the twins.
Their dancing was hot, fun and very indecent. To Yuushi, it was another nod to nostalgia, back to times spent with Shishido in his arms and Fuji nearby to tease them both. If he was enjoying the friction himself, he didn't see any reason not to. Shishido was still his best friend. His very sexy and gorgeous best friend, and he was only male, after all. It wasn't as though anything would happen. He sometimes wondered what might have been if he'd never met Akira. Perhaps he would have convinced himself to ask Shishido to take him back. But it was a moot point now. And he was glad for it; he would hate to damage the very close friendship they shared.
He'd have to remember to do this with Akira sometime. Then the suggestiveness of the dancing might actually lead onto...other activities.
When the song ended, he was bemused by Shishido's arms still wrapped around him. "You wouldn't be requiring a book to hide behind right now, would you?", he teased, patting Shishido's lower back.
Shishido's wings ruffled against their bindings making him wince slightly as well as blush. Leaving it to Oshitari to voice what he had been thinking. Though it wasn't like he was the only one who was enjoying the grinding. "Unlike some people, I have a trench coat to cover things." If he was being honest with himself, he would admit that it felt damn good knowing he could still turn his bonded on. But thoughts like that would just lead in to dangerous waters. So somewhat reluctantly, he withdrew his arms and tried not to appear hasty as he readjusted his jacket. Another night, they'd have to spend a proper amount of time on the dance floor working up a good sweat and teasing each other. Even knowing it could only stay on the dance floor, and that it would be a slow torture to him knowing that it could only stay on the dance floor it was still fun to move together like that while it lasted.
"I'm ready when you are." He pointed out, still smoothing out his jacket and fixing his hair. An internet cafe wasn't nearly as exciting as a dance floor and they'd have to respect each other's personal space, but he was sure he'd still enjoy it. And as long as it remained unsupervised by the twins it would be even more so.
Rating: PG-13 or higher for dirty thoughts
Summary: Shishido thinks Yuushi needs to get out more so convinces him to take a break and go to a club with him.
They had been talking about business for over an hour now, and really as much as Shishido enjoyed his time with Oshitari in moments like this, tonight he wanted more. His eyes moved towards the window and he smiled before looking back at his friend. It was going to take the computer another hour or two to finish decoding that disc he brought, so really it wasn't like there was a point in being here until it was done anyway.
"Remember that promise? About having more fun? Let's do something. Right now." His wings flapped lightly behind him, reflecting the excitement his body was feeling at the thought of escaping the mansion with Oshitari and just hitting the town with the intention of having fun.
Yes, he was bound to get a lecture form Kamio and the twins would probably hunt them down before long, but they could still do a few of the things that he knew Oshitari would find fun but typically didn't let himself indulge in. Shishido wouldn't take no for answer, not tonight when there was no reason not to.
"Hm?" Yuushi had been checking the computer's progress; now he straightened and glanced back at his avian friend. "Right now?"
Shishido's spontenaity made him smile. And the notion of just leaving to do something enjoyable appealed to him.
However, he knew full well there would be three pairs of eyes following them the moment they stepped out of the room. It wasn't that he didn't want Akira or the twins tagging along, but it always seemed to dim Shishido's enthusiasm when they did. He couldn't understand why...as much as the twins liked his friend and ex-boyfriend, they tended to stick to his side more religiously when he was with Shishido. And for reasons he hadn't yet figured, Shishido and Akira just...didn't always get along. At all.
He was starting to wonder about that, actually. Two years, or very near to it, and Shishido was still the butt of the twins jokes. Kamio still suppressed faces at just the mention of the name. It seemed that no one had gotten used to each other, but he hadn't noticed, what with being busy and exploring his newfound love and relationship with Akira. Maybe it was time that he did.
But instead, he chuckled and shook his head. "I'd love to, but we'd never make it to the front door without the others."
"Yes right now. And who said anything about using the front door?" Shishido flapped his wings to emphasize what his preferred method of escape was. "We'll fly away and then we're free to do whatever you want." He couldn't help the smile taking over his face or the way his eyes sparkled at the thought of kidnapping his ex-boyfriend, even if it was just for a few hours.
He had his own selfish reasons for wanting to spend quality time with the man he had ended up unknowingly bonded with, but he also wanted to do it for Yuushi. His friend spent so much time worrying about others and work that he hardly did things for himself. And with all of the times Yuushi had spoiled him, for tonight he would let his friend do whatever he wanted. Hell, it was an adventure, and those were always exciting and Shishido thought that even if they ended up watching some cheesey romance thing he'd still be having a good time.
"Come on Yuushi, live a little with me for tonight." Shishido held out his hand, wings spread behind him in an open invitation of fun, adventure and temporary escape of responsibilities. Shishido wasn't dumb enough to get his hopes up and think that Oshitari would ever truly run away with him. But even his friend had to be willing to put aside those he held dear in his household to have fun with him for a few hours.
Yuushi reached out and took the offered hand before he fully realized just how allluring the offer was. If his first instinct was to desert the house with Shishido...then it was obvious he needed exactly what his friend had said. Some fun, some time to do anything he wanted.
"So you'll steal me away, Shishido?" He teased the other warmly as he was pulled to the balcony doors. But he stopped the winged mutant just before Shishido could open them. "Wait. I don't want to worry anyone." He slipped his hand from the other's and walked back to his desk, palming his cell phone from the drawer and jotting down a quick note to Akira, letting him know that he was going with Shishido for just a few hours, and that he'd be back directly.
With that, he returned, opening the doors and stepping out into the night air. A stray breeze sent his hair dancing in his face, and he brushed it away. "You're sure you can handle my weight?"
"I even promise to return you." Shishido said as he fiddled with the doors before looking over at the one that led to the hall. He'd rather keep his friend forever, but it would make him happier to know it was just for a brief respite. "And you know that won't stop them from hunting us down right? Might be a good challenge for the twins though. Keep 'em on their toes." Giving the hall door one last look he turned to the balcony where Oshitari had gone and momentarily lost his breath. Hair that was always somewhat tossled was gorgeous when half lit by the lights in the study and flowing in the night breeze.
If he was more like Fuji, he would have pulled out his phone to snap a picture, but as he wasn't he just mached up to his friend and wrapped his arms around tightly around his waist. There were many ways to carry somone while flying, but for people he liked, this way was his favourite. Initmate and safe. "I'd never drop you Yuushi." He reassured, spreading his wings and flapping them gently while his friend got a better grip on him.
"Tell me where to go and then hold on tight." He warned as he began to flap his wings harder, creating even more of a breeze around them before their feet slowly left the ground. A take off like this one from the ground with extra weight always took a bit of extra effort, but to fly with someone under the night sky definitely made any strain worth it.
Winding his arms around Shishido's neck--which was a bit awkward seeing as he was the taller of the two--Yuushi looked down as the two great white wings beat into the air and started to lift them off the ground.
But where to go? "Take me somewhere we used to go", he murmured, feeling a touch of nostalgia for the days he and Shishido would take off at a moment's notice. They'd go dancing, or play pool with Fuji. They would walk in the park at night or sit on the roof of Tomihana and talk...among other things.
Maybe it was just the intimate sort of way Shishido was now carrying him into the air. As if they were entwined lovers..."It's too bad we'll never know if you can play a little in the air", he teased, clinging tighter as they rose up higher and left the balcony altogether.
"Sounds perfect." Shishido replied, finally getting enough height to start heading off across the Oshitari grounds and towards the city. There ws this one dance club they used to go to, it played the worst music and the drinks were watered down but there was always a good crowd and they didn't care about mutants. They'd had a lot of fun there and if Yuushi was looking to relive some memories from the glory days an hour or so there was a good place to start in his opinion.
Assuming that Oshitari didn't get himself killed first. Who said things like that when they were being held in flight above the ground? "It is not too bad. Hell, I'd probably drop you and then were would I be? Horny and down a friend." He clung a little tighter as the teasing had caused his grip to loosen slightly. He didn't plan on dropping his bonded tonight. Even if he was acing those recovering dropped items drill a lot now adays he didn't want to have to test that with someone he loved.
"Besides, pancakes can't dance with me." They'd be at the club in a few more minutes then he could stretch out his wings and have some proper fun.
"I doubt you'd do that. You're stronger than I remember." Yuushi felt the arms around him tighten, and he squeezed his knees around Shishido's hips as the other mutant flew horizontally. Even with the stars and the night sky filling his eyes over Shishido's shoulder, he was very aware of this position and the memories it brought to mind. "Two years ago, I could have taken advantage of this", he teased as the cell phone in his pocket began to vibrate.
Well, he'd known it wouldn't have taken them long to discover he was missing. He also wouldn't be surprised to learn that they'd come in the minute the sensors in the balcony door switched on, believing Shishido had left.
Well, he was going dancing first before he called them back.
"Strong doesn't mean infalliable. And you Yuushi, happen to know some of my greatest weaknesses." Not to mention being one, Shishido thought as he spotted the club not far up. He couldn't help smiling at the memories this particular club brought to mind, the fact that Yuushi was currently clinging tightly to him was doing nothing but encouraging them. Perhaps that's why he felt rather bold at the moment, "Hey, if you want to take advantage, I wouldn't stop you." He grinned and then forced out a laugh so that Oshitari would think he was just teasing. The stupid romantic in his friend would never cheat on his boyfriend. It was probaby one of the things he loved about his bonded, though moments like this it was hard to remember that.
Telling Oshitari to prepare for the landing, Shishido made towards the roof of the club, they'd take the exclusive winged mutant VIP entrance today. He was pretty sure he had his lock picking equipment on him if it was needed.
If Shishido's laugh didn't sound exactly right, Yuushi overlooked it when he heard the landing announcement. His arms and legs tightened even more around Shishido as they accelerated slightly, landing on the roof.
After letting go, Yuushi waited for his heartrate to slow a little before following Shishido to the roof door. The swooping in part shouldn't have rattled him so...but he brushed it off as a slight fear of falling and brushed by Shishido as the avian mutant held open the door.
The music got louder as he descended, heavy bass seemingly throbbing through the walls. Relaxing, Yuushi was already starting to move before they hit the actual club, hips swaying slightly. Once they were in, the music was deafening, and he grinned, acclimating himself to it before reaching behind and grabbing Shishido's hand.
His ex had thought to yank on a trenchcoat during their walk down the staircase, he noticed when he pulled Shishido out onto the dance floor. The jacket really didn't do much to hide anything...if one was looking closely, they could see feathers peeking out here and there. And it made Shishido look far more bulky than he was. But no one grinding on the dance floor seemed to notice or care.
After a song or two, Yuushi started to notice other dancers giving them more room to move, and he spontaneously decided to give them a show. Yanking Shishido close, he dipped him, hands righting him and then sliding down to the other's hips, moving and grinding themselves together to the beat.
It would occur to him later to feel a bit ashamed, dancing so dirty on the dance floor with someone that wasn't Akira. But just now, he was letting go and enjoying himself.
At least until the cell phone went off again, vibrating insistently against his thigh.
Shishido hated having to bind his wings and stick them under a trench coat, but the world wasn't safe for a mutant lilke himself to walk freely around without them at all times. At least his trench coat had gotten a lot cooler over the years though he would still be hard pressed to call it flattering on him. Something about hiding massive wings on your back under a coat just didn't bring on the sex appeal. Not like the way Oshitari's dancing did, that's for sure.
If he hadn't danced with Oshitari in the past, he might have been surprised at how the well bred boy could move, in fact he had been the first time they had gone out clubbing, but he knew well enough now to just enjoy and contribute to the show. It was then Shsihido decided there was somethign deeply erotic about dancing like this with someone else's boyfriend while a whole crowd of people were there to watch. It was toobad that wasn't enough to distract him from what he felt in his friend's pants... and no it wasn't what he wanted to feel. "You're vibrating." He pointed out, making sure to talk loud enough to be heard over the music. It was undoubtedly Kamio. Shishido had no idea how long the phone had been ringing, but he felt rather smug that Oshitari had yet to check.
Yuushi nodded rather than reply to the shout. Expertly dodging other dancers on the floor, he led Shishido away, pressing his wallet into the other mutant's hand. "Order me a drink", he leaned over and said into Shishido's ear, and left to find a quieter corner in the stairwell they'd come from to answer his phone.
Ten minutes later, he was suitably chastened and guilt-ridden. Not only had Akira panicked initially, but the twins were unhappy and had had to calm the speed mutant down long enough to get the gist of Yuushi's note across to him. Yuushi switched off his phone with a deep sigh, silently promising to himself that he'd make it up to him. But, looking across the sea of faces at Shishido, sitting at the bar and looking like he was enjoying himself, he realized he didn't want to ruin the fun his friend was having.
Just awhile longer, he thought. Akira would forgive him a night out, now that he knew where they were. He made his way through the crush to tap Shishido's legs where they were crossed over another stool. "Saving me a seat?", he smiled.
Shishido knew that Yuushi wasn't going to the bathroom when he was sent off to the bar to get drinks but it wasn't like he could say anything. His friend was too good a person to keep his boyfriend and bodyguards worried but that didn't mean he had to like it. He ordered a couple of shots for himself before getting a fancy drink for himself and something he knew to be one of Yuushi's favourites. Then he just made himself comfortable and enjoyed taking in the crowd and what people were up to in darkened corners where they didn't think people could see properly.
Just when he was wondering how long Yuushi would be he spotted him returning to the room and smiled. Now he just hoped that Oshitari wasn't so whipped that he forgot how to have fun and insisted on rushing back to the mansion. He'd just have to convince Oshitari it was okay to cut loose once and a while if he insisted they return. "Only if you're looking to sit." He slid the drink towards his friend as he pulled his legs off the other stool.
"How was the call? Do I still have a dancing partner?"
Maybe it was listening to Kamio's pissed off and worried voice for ten minutes, but Yuushi swore Shishido sounded the same when he said that. As if he were...jealous?
'No', Yuushi told himself. There was no reason for Shishido to be so. But, there was also no reason for his best friend to be having that strange ring of bitterness in his tone. Was this new, or was he just noticing this?
"I'm not leaving yet." Yuushi slid onto the seat, lifting up his glass to take a drink. "It went as well as can be expected", he said dryly, with a flicker of guilt. "But Akira knows where I am now."
And would no doubt send the twins in to pout at him when he returned. Better to stay out a little longer then.
"A couple more hours won't hurt", he assured Shishido.
"Good. You need to let loose once and a while, and Kamio and the twins need to learn that you're a big boy who can decide things on his own." Shishido's smile was a true on this time as he sipped at his drink and watched Oshitari. Even in the horrid and flashy dance lighting his friend still looked refined and cool. "What do you say we hit the dance floor a bit more and then find a 24 hour internet cafe or something to hang out in for a while." He stood from his stool, his foot tapping to the heavy beat of the music. Taking a long drink of his beverage, he set the glass down and leaned in towards Oshitari's ear, "I'll even let you regale me with tales from the latest romance novels."
"I'll try to stick to the historical ones." Yuushi chuckled and sipped the rest of his drink, feeling the cool yet warming feel of alcohol course down his throat. He let the comment about Kamio and the twins slide, as he always did when Shishido started to make it sound like they kept him in a prison.
After all, even if they did, it was one of his own making, wasn't it?
Sliding from his own stool, he let Shishido drag him back onto the dance floor, closing his eyes for a moment just to feel the music reverberate through his body, absorbing the beat before he started to move.
He just needed this night. To clear his mind, to not worry about the myriad of little details waiting for him back in his office. To live a little, as Shishido kept reminding him. He thought, if Kamio could ever control his bursts of adrenaline, this was something he'd enjoy doing with his boyfriend.
In the back of his mind, he was grinning mockingly at himself as he danced, and wondered just how long it would take one or both of the twins to show up at the club and tail him. He had no doubt someone was on their way. But, he let his mind clear and focus on dancing with his best friend, dragging Shishido back closer to him like before.
"You're too kind." Shishido teased. He wasn't about to admit that the historical ones weren't that bad. If nothing else he could pass the time picking out historical inaccuracies or enjoy it when they get details right. To him though, it didn't matter what he and Yuushi talked about as long as they talked about things beyond the Hell Fire Club and X-Prime. Although he particularily enjoyed when they reminisced about the days when they were dating, or even just talked about things that Oshitari wouldn't talk about with Kamio. Even if that meant romance novels.
But that would come later, for now, Shishido was enoying the excuse to pull his friend close and grind against him occassionally. Dancing was a wonderful excuse to do a plethora of naughty things he wouldn't normally be allowed to do. "Want to go soon?" He asked, his lips ghosting over Yuushi's neck in the process from the way he was dancing. If they left soon, they could stay ahead of the twins. He doubted they'd leave him alone without a proper bodyguard for long since they knew where he was.
"But we only just arrived." Yuushi almost brushed his lips over Shishido's ear, pitching his voice over the music as he leaned over. He knew why the avian mutant was suggesting it though. Ryou and Atsushi were no doubt only a matter of minutes away, and they had a strange tendency to insert themselves between him and Shishido wherever they could.
"The night is yours", he told his friend. "But after this song." Mindful of Shishido's wings, he still reached out and untied the other's trench coat, allowing him access to curl his arm around the smaller mutant's waist, pulling him closer into the grinding moves.
Shishido sucked in a sharp breath that got stuck in his throat at the way Oshitari moved against him. Damn, it had been too long since he had been with Yuushi like this and it was making him act in a definitely non-Shishido type way. He forced himself to breathe, hoped he wouldn't pop a noticeable hard on in the next five minutes and wrapped his arms tight around Oshitari's shoulders for support as he ground his hips back against his friend's.
"No tattling on us for our next location either." Shishido teasingly admonished after he was sure he would be able to talk without squeaking or tripping over his words. Dancing like this was probably a bad idea, but it felt too good to care. If Yuushi started to think anything out of the ordinary there were excuses and ways to distract him. Besides, he was a young male, he as allowed to get turned on by friction, even from, or especially from ex-lovers.
"I'll do my best." It was all Yuushi could promise, seeing as he wasn't about to scare the daylights out of his boyfriend again. But, he could give them an hour's head start before he texted one of the twins.
Their dancing was hot, fun and very indecent. To Yuushi, it was another nod to nostalgia, back to times spent with Shishido in his arms and Fuji nearby to tease them both. If he was enjoying the friction himself, he didn't see any reason not to. Shishido was still his best friend. His very sexy and gorgeous best friend, and he was only male, after all. It wasn't as though anything would happen. He sometimes wondered what might have been if he'd never met Akira. Perhaps he would have convinced himself to ask Shishido to take him back. But it was a moot point now. And he was glad for it; he would hate to damage the very close friendship they shared.
He'd have to remember to do this with Akira sometime. Then the suggestiveness of the dancing might actually lead onto...other activities.
When the song ended, he was bemused by Shishido's arms still wrapped around him. "You wouldn't be requiring a book to hide behind right now, would you?", he teased, patting Shishido's lower back.
Shishido's wings ruffled against their bindings making him wince slightly as well as blush. Leaving it to Oshitari to voice what he had been thinking. Though it wasn't like he was the only one who was enjoying the grinding. "Unlike some people, I have a trench coat to cover things." If he was being honest with himself, he would admit that it felt damn good knowing he could still turn his bonded on. But thoughts like that would just lead in to dangerous waters. So somewhat reluctantly, he withdrew his arms and tried not to appear hasty as he readjusted his jacket. Another night, they'd have to spend a proper amount of time on the dance floor working up a good sweat and teasing each other. Even knowing it could only stay on the dance floor, and that it would be a slow torture to him knowing that it could only stay on the dance floor it was still fun to move together like that while it lasted.
"I'm ready when you are." He pointed out, still smoothing out his jacket and fixing his hair. An internet cafe wasn't nearly as exciting as a dance floor and they'd have to respect each other's personal space, but he was sure he'd still enjoy it. And as long as it remained unsupervised by the twins it would be even more so.