Operation: Nao Seduction! [4/6]
Title: Operation: Nao Seduction! [4/6]
Chapter: 4/6
Pairing: Slight NaoxAlice Nine; eventual ToraxNao and KaixAoi; slight SagaxShou and UruxPon
Rating: PG-->NC-17 The smut bunny is back!
Summary: A bet. A fucking bet. That’s what got me into this fucking trouble. Fuck Kai. And being the curious idiot I am, I just had to say ‘yes’. What bet? ‘Provoke’ your band mates and see if they give in or not. Fuck. Nao’s POV.
Pooh-san’s comment: *glares* did I mention how much do I hate Sagacchi? *huffs*
---x---
[CHAPTER 4: SAGA]
All it took was three words.
Three simple words.
“Pon told me.” He said, ever so calmly, ever so gently. As he squarely looked me in the eye-watching, waiting for my reaction. Instead, I did the opposite. I’m sure I did, because my mind-everything just went…blank.
We never had gotten the chance to speak afterwards.
Not until now.
---x---
“Oiya~ Shoot. Is Tora-kun already in the meeting room?” Shou asked as he fixed the collar of his leather jacket. Hiroto, who was busy fixing his hair, looked at him and nodded.
“Yeah. I think Manager-san called him. You should go. He’s probably waiting by now.”
“Thanks!” And then-he closed the door. We have a photoshoot today, actually. To my great disappointment, I wasn’t in the mood for this kind of shit. I had a couple of fucking difficult setbacks which I didn’t know how to fix.
But of course, I reasoned well with myself. I am Alice Nine’s leader. And I wasn’t going to get our work and our fans disappointed because of some fucked up bet and some fucked up people, including me, tangled up in a fucking mess.
I have to be a man…at the very least.
There were two parts of this photoshoot. And they were both going to happen on the same day. So our schedule is hectic and people are busy. No time to shilly-shally or dilly-dally right? So cute…Dilly-dally…Shilly-shally…
That would probably be a great tongue twister-Damn it. Focus Nao. Fuck.
Anyways, the general theme for today is the word…”Sexy”. Yes, you heard me right. S-E-X…-Y. Perverts.
I don’t know why out of all the fucking themes, it had to be this shit. The photographer told me that I had to be ‘cute and sexy’ for the first part. I don’t know what I should be on the second part, though.
Still, Kami-sama fucking help me!
Okay, pushing aside all the pessimistic thoughts in my head, I focused on the main problem-topic: Operation: Nao Seduction. Pon-fail, Shou-Epic Fail. Next? Fuck. The sex god himself, or was it sex machine? Sakamoto Takashi, a.k.a. Saga-sama.
I bit my lip nervously as I stared at him. He really looked awfully…uhm…Erogenous today. Fuck it, he looked down right drop dead gorgeous and he was fuckingly sexy. With that chest and stomach revealing white stone studded vest and that low-waist trashy white pants.
…Wow. Shou-kun must be really lucky. But no, I’m not jealous or anything. In fact, I’m happy for my best friend.
Oh shit! Hiroto caught me worriedly staring at Sagacchi. He looked at me once, rolled his eyes and then he shook his head disapprovingly. When we made eye contact, I tried to smile apologetically at him.
But the look on my face made him come over in a concerned manner. As soon as we both sat down, I apologized immediately. “Look, Hiroto-kun, I know you’re probably disgusted with me because-“
“It’s okay Nao-san. Uruha knew and Kai also explained everything.”
“-I probably looked like a whore right? And I know that you’re with Uruha-san and everything and it’s just that I’m probably the most idiotic idiot of all idiots in the history of idiots for agreeing to the fucking bet from that evil evil, evil I tell you, Kai. But I couldn’t resist him you know? Him with his evil powers-“
“Nao-san, its fine, really-“
“-and the bendy straws! And all the apples, the mangoes, and the oranges! You probably don’t know what I’m talking about right? Anyways, I’m really terribly sorry Ogata Hiroto-san. I’d really do anything to make it up to you. So I hope you really-“
He clamped his hand over my mouth and I instantly shut up. “Ssh. I said its fine. I already know the whole thing”, Pon explained to me in a soft voice. Wait…But…But…
“But what about the look you gave me awhile ago?”
Our youngest member chuckled. “I only did that because I can already tell what’s going to happen next.” I still didn’t get it. He rolled his eyes and elaborated. “What I meant was I was going to tell you to stop the bet for now.”
“Huh?” I tilted my head. “Why? It’s only Saga anyway.”
He scoffed. “Only ‘Saga’ you say? He spells dangerous, Nao. He’s a sex god, remember?” Oh good, so I wasn’t the only one thinking that…
“Plus, this would mean trouble for Shou-kun right?”
I smiled, finally understanding. “Don’t worry Hiro-pon. I’m not interested in Saga that way.” I chuckled.
And then, Hiroto smirked. “Sure you don’t.”
“Trust me, he’s not my type.”
“Well, what about Tora-kun then?”
Blood crept to my cheeks. Really, why is it that somehow, he’s name always gets mentioned?! It’s really starting to upset me from all the exasperation. When I didn’t answer, he had the same smug smile like Shou’s from last time.
I coughed. “Don’t worry. The probably worst scene that would likely happen is that he teases me with it and tell Shou-kun actually about it.”
“…I’m sorry about that one Nao”, he grinned sheepishly at me. I waved his apology off. “It’s actually fine. Thanks for everything again Pon. And again, sorry for troubling you.”
“It’s nothing. You know the reason why I jumped off because I was afraid that I would give in. You don’t know how hard it was for me to not just…beg you to fuck me”, he chuckled. I was….wait, what?! “Be careful of Sagacchi, ne?”
And then, he walked out of the door, leaving me once again-astounded.
…Well, that was surprising.
Anyways, time to get down to business.
---x---
Target sighted. He’s sitting down the couch removing the excess thread coming from his pants. I sighed deeply. You can do this Nao. Fuck, you can do this. You are the man! Yep. You are! Plus, you just kicked Mishima Zaibatsu’s ass last night in Tekken didn’t you?
“Ne, Sa-ga-kun~” I drawled out his name lazily.
He glanced up at me. “What is it Pooh-kun?”
For a second there, he grinned at me amusingly as he watched my cheeks redden from both embarrassment and irritation. I was about to say “Daikon-san!” But wait! I wasn’t going to let him get the best of me. I breathed and regained my composed expression before.
“Can you help me? I think the zipper of my top got stuck”, I widened my eyes and stuck my lower lip out. HA! IN YOUR FACE KAI! YOU AREN’T THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF THE FUCKING PUPPY DOG EYES TRICK!
Saga glanced at me skeptically and stroked his chin. “I don’t know…It looks like you can do it by yourself.” I puffed out an air of irritation and played with my zipper, which was zipped halfway down my chest, and looked at him pleadingly.
Swaying my hips playfully, I straddled his hips and stared at him innocently. “Please, Saga-sama?” I whispered in an alluring voice. I felt the bassist stiffen underneath my touch.
Inwardly, I smirked. Hell yeah baby! Victory for the great Nao-sama!
To ‘encourage’ him some more, I caressed his cheeks gently. My hand smoothly glided down to his lips, to his jaw, downwards his neck. I felt him gulp loudly. Just a bit more…WOOHOO!
And then oh shit-he stared at me mischievously and smirked. Oh my fucking god.
In less than a second, he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned me on the couch, beneath his too-close-for-comfort body. I began to struggle and trash my arms and legs wildly-but all in vain. Man! His grip was hard, like a super death grip or something. My wrists were beginning to hurt!
“Ow! What the hell Saga?!” I glared at him. The blood flooding to my cheeks once again.
That only made his smirk wider. If that’s possible. But I think anything’s possible with Saga, he’s a god, remember? Well, an illegal sinful sex god, but nevertheless, still a god.
“You wanted me to help you with the supposedly stuck zipper right?” He whispered, his hot breath sending tingling sensations to my body. No, no. Fuck. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Shit.
I felt his hand slowly made its way down my chest. My blush turned to another deep shade of red. “Saga! What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Why, helping you, of course”. He grinned sadistically at me as his other hand explored my thighs.
As he pulled my zipper down further in a leisurely and nerve-wrecking fashion, I did not give up in hope to push him off of me. I ended up more like grinding against him. I heard him suddenly moan lowly, and then he buried his face on the side of my neck. “Nao. Fuck. Stop.”
If I could turn redder at that moment, I really did. I finally understood why he told me to stop…squirming. Well, not really ‘understood’, more of like ‘felt’. Oh fucking shit! And when he pulled away, he grinned triumphantly, cheeks flushed.
“Your fault.”
“Saga, please, what about-what about Shou-kun?”
Instantly, Saga’s face became serious. He was pondering on what I said for a moment. But then his expression immediately changed to a naughty one-erasing all doubts just minutes ago. He leaned down and nipped at my earlobe lightly. “Then, he shouldn’t find out, right?”
When the zipper was finally gotten rid of, his hands explore my chest. And I know it seems kind of wrong to say it but, his hands were like magic. I let out an involuntary small moan as his hand traveled downwards my stomach.
He was now planting small kisses on my jaw, on my forehead, on my neck-everywhere, except my mouth. Saga’s lips rested on my furiously red cheek.
Oh god. This felt wrong. All wrong. Hiroto was right. My plan totally backfired and now-
“Ne, Nao-kun…Can I…Can I kiss you?”
My eyes widened at his odd request. “WHAT?! NO-WHAT? !WHY?!”
He gazed at me with sad eyes and he frowned. It was the first time I saw him that way, and really, I wanted nothing else but to comfort him. “Because…I…I just want to know how it feels like it.”
I bit my lip. Truth be told, I…I haven’t gotten a kiss yet…Well, from a guy of course! Even from all those small fanservice acts we did on those tours: touch here, grope there, and a few friendly kisses in the cheeks, but never on the lips. It was a big no-no. We weren’t that hardcore, you know.
Instead, I just nodded. Seeing your best friend unhappy that way, and knowing that you couldn’t do anything to help him because you don’t know why he was sad in the first place, you just couldn’t deny his request, you know? Even though it would fuck things more…
“Thank you”, he smiled at me. And I closed my eyes, preparing for the awkward part. He chuckled. “Relax. It’s not like I’m going to rape you or anything. Just one kiss. One simple kiss.”
And then, he leaned in closer and closer. I could actually feel his hot breath tickle my face. His other hand was stroking my cheek and the other one was supporting him. “Nao…”
“Saga?” a familiar voice interrupted.
Oh shit.
Saga and I both froze, and then we looked over the last person whom I wanted us to catch at that moment: Shou. His figure was peeking in halfway from the door, with a really bewildered and a really hurt look on his face.
The vocalist took every little detail we have in our position at that moment. Saga’s face just centimeters away from mine, both of us with flushed cheeks, Saga on top of me and inappropriately holding me, my now unzipped top, my sweaty appearance…
“Baby…Baby, what…What are you doing here?”
Shou’s lips were trembling. But he kept it all together. “I could…I could ask you the same thing Saga. Was I, perhaps, disturbing you or anything?” He said it in a bitter tone.
“No. You got it all wrong, love. You see-“Saga quickly got off me. I slowly sat back up and zipped my top.
“I got what wrong now? Oh wait, what? I didn’t see you on top of Nao with his zipper undone just now?”
“Baby, please, just listen to me!”
“What more can you say? And with your best friend, of all the people you could fucking choose from. You know what? You’re just one bastard.”
“Fuck Shou! Wait! Won’t you just fucking listen to me for one fucking moment?!”
“Huh. And listen how you slide this time? I’ve had enough f your shit”, Shou spat out venomously and then he walked off, slamming the door in its wake. “Fuck”, Saga cursed as he ran after him. “SHOU!”
My whole body was quivering at what just happened. Everything happened too fast. My whole mind was in a blur. All I could see was Shou…really hurt…Saga running after him…Oh great. Fucking great. I blinked back the tears.
“You okay?” a deep voice shook me from my reverie. It was Tora. He was standing right in front of me. For how long now? “Yes.” I tried to smile at him, but more tears flowed freely from my eyes. His dark orbs watched how my shoulders were violently shaking as I sobbed quietly.
“Ssh…You’re not alright you know”, he rubbed my arms soothingly. I really couldn’t take it anymore, I exploded on him. I buried my face in his chest as he hugged me. “There, there Pooh-san. Hush, hush now.”
And after crying for a good ten minutes, I managed to pull myself together. I sniffed and hiccupped. “Here”, he handed me a plastic cup of water. I drank it and thanked him gratefully. He wiped my tears away with his thumb.
“The photoshoot will begin in about thirty minutes. So, fix yourself, okay?” He gently informed me. I nodded weakly.
“Everything will be alright soon…Yeah…So…Hang on”, he tried to make me feel better as he kissed my forehead. I know I should’ve been ecstatic because he did that to me. But at that moment, I just felt so…so…Horribly and painfully guilty. I felt sick to the stomach. But worst…
I felt numb.
Apparently, he caught me staring blankly at nothing, so with a sigh, he ruffled my hair and left me alone in the make-up room.
…Shit.
I fucked up badly, didn’t I?
Shou knew I was going to do that to Saga right? So…But...He also knew that I wasn’t interested in Saga that way, right? He knew the person I liked. And he probably knew that Saga was just messing me with me…Right?
I sighed.
Honestly, I don’t know what’s right or wrong anymore.
I didn’t even know what I was doing.
But, I know what the best thing to do at this moment was. And what, you ask? It’s really simple. Drop out of the game. Tell Kai I’m going to quit because this fucked up game was ruining other people’s lives. That the price to pay was higher-something that could never be replaced or brought back…
Friendship.
With a determined look and a heavy heart, I got my phone out and dialed Kai’s number.
I’m going to make things right, I promise that.
Alice Nine and the people in it are more important to me than anything else in this world. I felt very much at home when I’m with them. They’re my family. My second family.
I wasn’t going to ruin our bonds because of something so low.
And I got myself in this mess, I’ll get myself out.
---x---
A/N: Woah. Another fast update. I just did this fic in one sitting! Yeah, it’s now 3:50 AM and I’m still wide awake. Why? Thanks to that fucking delicious iced coffee I drank awhile ago. The one that can be bought in 7-11? The one in bottles? Yeah, that addicting shit.
Hmm…Uh-oh. Trouble’s brewing~ Next up…Will there be even a next one? ‘Coz…Nao was going to quit…Wasn’t he?
Oh yeah, Imma make this story to 7 chapters. Yup. 7! :D So please, bear with me.
Comments are loved!
PS: If the LJ cut doesn’t work in my blog, kindly overlook that. Please help me! LJ’s been fucking being bitchy on me! D:
Chapter: 4/6
Pairing: Slight NaoxAlice Nine; eventual ToraxNao and KaixAoi; slight SagaxShou and UruxPon
Rating: PG-->NC-17 The smut bunny is back!
Summary: A bet. A fucking bet. That’s what got me into this fucking trouble. Fuck Kai. And being the curious idiot I am, I just had to say ‘yes’. What bet? ‘Provoke’ your band mates and see if they give in or not. Fuck. Nao’s POV.
Pooh-san’s comment: *glares* did I mention how much do I hate Sagacchi? *huffs*
---x---
[CHAPTER 4: SAGA]
All it took was three words.
Three simple words.
“Pon told me.” He said, ever so calmly, ever so gently. As he squarely looked me in the eye-watching, waiting for my reaction. Instead, I did the opposite. I’m sure I did, because my mind-everything just went…blank.
We never had gotten the chance to speak afterwards.
Not until now.
---x---
“Oiya~ Shoot. Is Tora-kun already in the meeting room?” Shou asked as he fixed the collar of his leather jacket. Hiroto, who was busy fixing his hair, looked at him and nodded.
“Yeah. I think Manager-san called him. You should go. He’s probably waiting by now.”
“Thanks!” And then-he closed the door. We have a photoshoot today, actually. To my great disappointment, I wasn’t in the mood for this kind of shit. I had a couple of fucking difficult setbacks which I didn’t know how to fix.
But of course, I reasoned well with myself. I am Alice Nine’s leader. And I wasn’t going to get our work and our fans disappointed because of some fucked up bet and some fucked up people, including me, tangled up in a fucking mess.
I have to be a man…at the very least.
There were two parts of this photoshoot. And they were both going to happen on the same day. So our schedule is hectic and people are busy. No time to shilly-shally or dilly-dally right? So cute…Dilly-dally…Shilly-shally…
That would probably be a great tongue twister-Damn it. Focus Nao. Fuck.
Anyways, the general theme for today is the word…”Sexy”. Yes, you heard me right. S-E-X…-Y. Perverts.
I don’t know why out of all the fucking themes, it had to be this shit. The photographer told me that I had to be ‘cute and sexy’ for the first part. I don’t know what I should be on the second part, though.
Still, Kami-sama fucking help me!
Okay, pushing aside all the pessimistic thoughts in my head, I focused on the main problem-topic: Operation: Nao Seduction. Pon-fail, Shou-Epic Fail. Next? Fuck. The sex god himself, or was it sex machine? Sakamoto Takashi, a.k.a. Saga-sama.
I bit my lip nervously as I stared at him. He really looked awfully…uhm…Erogenous today. Fuck it, he looked down right drop dead gorgeous and he was fuckingly sexy. With that chest and stomach revealing white stone studded vest and that low-waist trashy white pants.
…Wow. Shou-kun must be really lucky. But no, I’m not jealous or anything. In fact, I’m happy for my best friend.
Oh shit! Hiroto caught me worriedly staring at Sagacchi. He looked at me once, rolled his eyes and then he shook his head disapprovingly. When we made eye contact, I tried to smile apologetically at him.
But the look on my face made him come over in a concerned manner. As soon as we both sat down, I apologized immediately. “Look, Hiroto-kun, I know you’re probably disgusted with me because-“
“It’s okay Nao-san. Uruha knew and Kai also explained everything.”
“-I probably looked like a whore right? And I know that you’re with Uruha-san and everything and it’s just that I’m probably the most idiotic idiot of all idiots in the history of idiots for agreeing to the fucking bet from that evil evil, evil I tell you, Kai. But I couldn’t resist him you know? Him with his evil powers-“
“Nao-san, its fine, really-“
“-and the bendy straws! And all the apples, the mangoes, and the oranges! You probably don’t know what I’m talking about right? Anyways, I’m really terribly sorry Ogata Hiroto-san. I’d really do anything to make it up to you. So I hope you really-“
He clamped his hand over my mouth and I instantly shut up. “Ssh. I said its fine. I already know the whole thing”, Pon explained to me in a soft voice. Wait…But…But…
“But what about the look you gave me awhile ago?”
Our youngest member chuckled. “I only did that because I can already tell what’s going to happen next.” I still didn’t get it. He rolled his eyes and elaborated. “What I meant was I was going to tell you to stop the bet for now.”
“Huh?” I tilted my head. “Why? It’s only Saga anyway.”
He scoffed. “Only ‘Saga’ you say? He spells dangerous, Nao. He’s a sex god, remember?” Oh good, so I wasn’t the only one thinking that…
“Plus, this would mean trouble for Shou-kun right?”
I smiled, finally understanding. “Don’t worry Hiro-pon. I’m not interested in Saga that way.” I chuckled.
And then, Hiroto smirked. “Sure you don’t.”
“Trust me, he’s not my type.”
“Well, what about Tora-kun then?”
Blood crept to my cheeks. Really, why is it that somehow, he’s name always gets mentioned?! It’s really starting to upset me from all the exasperation. When I didn’t answer, he had the same smug smile like Shou’s from last time.
I coughed. “Don’t worry. The probably worst scene that would likely happen is that he teases me with it and tell Shou-kun actually about it.”
“…I’m sorry about that one Nao”, he grinned sheepishly at me. I waved his apology off. “It’s actually fine. Thanks for everything again Pon. And again, sorry for troubling you.”
“It’s nothing. You know the reason why I jumped off because I was afraid that I would give in. You don’t know how hard it was for me to not just…beg you to fuck me”, he chuckled. I was….wait, what?! “Be careful of Sagacchi, ne?”
And then, he walked out of the door, leaving me once again-astounded.
…Well, that was surprising.
Anyways, time to get down to business.
---x---
Target sighted. He’s sitting down the couch removing the excess thread coming from his pants. I sighed deeply. You can do this Nao. Fuck, you can do this. You are the man! Yep. You are! Plus, you just kicked Mishima Zaibatsu’s ass last night in Tekken didn’t you?
“Ne, Sa-ga-kun~” I drawled out his name lazily.
He glanced up at me. “What is it Pooh-kun?”
For a second there, he grinned at me amusingly as he watched my cheeks redden from both embarrassment and irritation. I was about to say “Daikon-san!” But wait! I wasn’t going to let him get the best of me. I breathed and regained my composed expression before.
“Can you help me? I think the zipper of my top got stuck”, I widened my eyes and stuck my lower lip out. HA! IN YOUR FACE KAI! YOU AREN’T THE ONLY ONE CAPABLE OF THE FUCKING PUPPY DOG EYES TRICK!
Saga glanced at me skeptically and stroked his chin. “I don’t know…It looks like you can do it by yourself.” I puffed out an air of irritation and played with my zipper, which was zipped halfway down my chest, and looked at him pleadingly.
Swaying my hips playfully, I straddled his hips and stared at him innocently. “Please, Saga-sama?” I whispered in an alluring voice. I felt the bassist stiffen underneath my touch.
Inwardly, I smirked. Hell yeah baby! Victory for the great Nao-sama!
To ‘encourage’ him some more, I caressed his cheeks gently. My hand smoothly glided down to his lips, to his jaw, downwards his neck. I felt him gulp loudly. Just a bit more…WOOHOO!
And then oh shit-he stared at me mischievously and smirked. Oh my fucking god.
In less than a second, he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned me on the couch, beneath his too-close-for-comfort body. I began to struggle and trash my arms and legs wildly-but all in vain. Man! His grip was hard, like a super death grip or something. My wrists were beginning to hurt!
“Ow! What the hell Saga?!” I glared at him. The blood flooding to my cheeks once again.
That only made his smirk wider. If that’s possible. But I think anything’s possible with Saga, he’s a god, remember? Well, an illegal sinful sex god, but nevertheless, still a god.
“You wanted me to help you with the supposedly stuck zipper right?” He whispered, his hot breath sending tingling sensations to my body. No, no. Fuck. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Shit.
I felt his hand slowly made its way down my chest. My blush turned to another deep shade of red. “Saga! What the fuck are you doing?!”
“Why, helping you, of course”. He grinned sadistically at me as his other hand explored my thighs.
As he pulled my zipper down further in a leisurely and nerve-wrecking fashion, I did not give up in hope to push him off of me. I ended up more like grinding against him. I heard him suddenly moan lowly, and then he buried his face on the side of my neck. “Nao. Fuck. Stop.”
If I could turn redder at that moment, I really did. I finally understood why he told me to stop…squirming. Well, not really ‘understood’, more of like ‘felt’. Oh fucking shit! And when he pulled away, he grinned triumphantly, cheeks flushed.
“Your fault.”
“Saga, please, what about-what about Shou-kun?”
Instantly, Saga’s face became serious. He was pondering on what I said for a moment. But then his expression immediately changed to a naughty one-erasing all doubts just minutes ago. He leaned down and nipped at my earlobe lightly. “Then, he shouldn’t find out, right?”
When the zipper was finally gotten rid of, his hands explore my chest. And I know it seems kind of wrong to say it but, his hands were like magic. I let out an involuntary small moan as his hand traveled downwards my stomach.
He was now planting small kisses on my jaw, on my forehead, on my neck-everywhere, except my mouth. Saga’s lips rested on my furiously red cheek.
Oh god. This felt wrong. All wrong. Hiroto was right. My plan totally backfired and now-
“Ne, Nao-kun…Can I…Can I kiss you?”
My eyes widened at his odd request. “WHAT?! NO-WHAT? !WHY?!”
He gazed at me with sad eyes and he frowned. It was the first time I saw him that way, and really, I wanted nothing else but to comfort him. “Because…I…I just want to know how it feels like it.”
I bit my lip. Truth be told, I…I haven’t gotten a kiss yet…Well, from a guy of course! Even from all those small fanservice acts we did on those tours: touch here, grope there, and a few friendly kisses in the cheeks, but never on the lips. It was a big no-no. We weren’t that hardcore, you know.
Instead, I just nodded. Seeing your best friend unhappy that way, and knowing that you couldn’t do anything to help him because you don’t know why he was sad in the first place, you just couldn’t deny his request, you know? Even though it would fuck things more…
“Thank you”, he smiled at me. And I closed my eyes, preparing for the awkward part. He chuckled. “Relax. It’s not like I’m going to rape you or anything. Just one kiss. One simple kiss.”
And then, he leaned in closer and closer. I could actually feel his hot breath tickle my face. His other hand was stroking my cheek and the other one was supporting him. “Nao…”
“Saga?” a familiar voice interrupted.
Oh shit.
Saga and I both froze, and then we looked over the last person whom I wanted us to catch at that moment: Shou. His figure was peeking in halfway from the door, with a really bewildered and a really hurt look on his face.
The vocalist took every little detail we have in our position at that moment. Saga’s face just centimeters away from mine, both of us with flushed cheeks, Saga on top of me and inappropriately holding me, my now unzipped top, my sweaty appearance…
“Baby…Baby, what…What are you doing here?”
Shou’s lips were trembling. But he kept it all together. “I could…I could ask you the same thing Saga. Was I, perhaps, disturbing you or anything?” He said it in a bitter tone.
“No. You got it all wrong, love. You see-“Saga quickly got off me. I slowly sat back up and zipped my top.
“I got what wrong now? Oh wait, what? I didn’t see you on top of Nao with his zipper undone just now?”
“Baby, please, just listen to me!”
“What more can you say? And with your best friend, of all the people you could fucking choose from. You know what? You’re just one bastard.”
“Fuck Shou! Wait! Won’t you just fucking listen to me for one fucking moment?!”
“Huh. And listen how you slide this time? I’ve had enough f your shit”, Shou spat out venomously and then he walked off, slamming the door in its wake. “Fuck”, Saga cursed as he ran after him. “SHOU!”
My whole body was quivering at what just happened. Everything happened too fast. My whole mind was in a blur. All I could see was Shou…really hurt…Saga running after him…Oh great. Fucking great. I blinked back the tears.
“You okay?” a deep voice shook me from my reverie. It was Tora. He was standing right in front of me. For how long now? “Yes.” I tried to smile at him, but more tears flowed freely from my eyes. His dark orbs watched how my shoulders were violently shaking as I sobbed quietly.
“Ssh…You’re not alright you know”, he rubbed my arms soothingly. I really couldn’t take it anymore, I exploded on him. I buried my face in his chest as he hugged me. “There, there Pooh-san. Hush, hush now.”
And after crying for a good ten minutes, I managed to pull myself together. I sniffed and hiccupped. “Here”, he handed me a plastic cup of water. I drank it and thanked him gratefully. He wiped my tears away with his thumb.
“The photoshoot will begin in about thirty minutes. So, fix yourself, okay?” He gently informed me. I nodded weakly.
“Everything will be alright soon…Yeah…So…Hang on”, he tried to make me feel better as he kissed my forehead. I know I should’ve been ecstatic because he did that to me. But at that moment, I just felt so…so…Horribly and painfully guilty. I felt sick to the stomach. But worst…
I felt numb.
Apparently, he caught me staring blankly at nothing, so with a sigh, he ruffled my hair and left me alone in the make-up room.
…Shit.
I fucked up badly, didn’t I?
Shou knew I was going to do that to Saga right? So…But...He also knew that I wasn’t interested in Saga that way, right? He knew the person I liked. And he probably knew that Saga was just messing me with me…Right?
I sighed.
Honestly, I don’t know what’s right or wrong anymore.
I didn’t even know what I was doing.
But, I know what the best thing to do at this moment was. And what, you ask? It’s really simple. Drop out of the game. Tell Kai I’m going to quit because this fucked up game was ruining other people’s lives. That the price to pay was higher-something that could never be replaced or brought back…
Friendship.
With a determined look and a heavy heart, I got my phone out and dialed Kai’s number.
I’m going to make things right, I promise that.
Alice Nine and the people in it are more important to me than anything else in this world. I felt very much at home when I’m with them. They’re my family. My second family.
I wasn’t going to ruin our bonds because of something so low.
And I got myself in this mess, I’ll get myself out.
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A/N: Woah. Another fast update. I just did this fic in one sitting! Yeah, it’s now 3:50 AM and I’m still wide awake. Why? Thanks to that fucking delicious iced coffee I drank awhile ago. The one that can be bought in 7-11? The one in bottles? Yeah, that addicting shit.
Hmm…Uh-oh. Trouble’s brewing~ Next up…Will there be even a next one? ‘Coz…Nao was going to quit…Wasn’t he?
Oh yeah, Imma make this story to 7 chapters. Yup. 7! :D So please, bear with me.
Comments are loved!
PS: If the LJ cut doesn’t work in my blog, kindly overlook that. Please help me! LJ’s been fucking being bitchy on me! D: