Designs of the (Heart)-Diru Yaoi.
Title: Designs Of The (HEART)
Chapter: 1
Pairings: Shinya x Die. (More to come.)
Summary: Shinya and Die are two very passionate and famous designers making their work known all round the globe. The two are very close, maybe even a bit too close but they do not tie any knots. When a young business man comes into the picture, intrigued about their work, will Shinya and Die's relationship suffer or get stronger?
Disclaimer: I do not own Dir En Grey. :3 Sadly.
Comment: I haven't written for AGESSSS, So I kept thinking of this and thought, heck, why not? LOL Enjoy~
“Let me show you around our company’s workshop.”
There stood a young man, about middle 20’s, short red hair that was slightly messy and wearing a casual suit with an opened neck shirt. This was Mr Ando, also known as Die, a famous clothes designer who was working with another designer called Mr Terachi. They were both getting their company ready for a very important fashion show that was coming up very soon. And with all the commotion their will many willing investors looking to see all the ranges of clothing they had to offer before the show.
“Yes, I assure you we have plenty of each clothing type and at all sizes for all ages.”
Die smiled as the group of business associates toured round the new clothing range the company had laid out earlier. Standing there beside him was an assistant named Toshiya. He’s the same age as Mr Ando though he is only an apprentice when it comes to work but he is treated like a close friend in and out of the office.
“Toshiya will you stay here and take care of this, I have another call waiting.”
“Hm, oh of course Mr Ando, I’ll do my best.”
Die left the other man to it, sliding out the door to answer his mobile. He Briskly strolled down the corridor, one hand deep within his pocket as he spoke to the person on the other line.
“Yes, Yes, they will definitely be ready for that date, cheers, I’ll see you then.”
Putting his mobile in his back pocket he entered a room that had a metal label saying: Head Faculties. Closing the door he smiled, unconsciously lifting a hand to brush through his hair as if to check his appearance to make sure he looked represent able to the person in front of him. He walked over to the curved desk, crisp and white, leaning gently on it, catching the person’s attention whom had been stitching.
“Oh, Die, I didn’t hear you come in.”
The young man gave a gentle smile. As expected from Mr Terachi or Shinya. He was a year younger than Die and was probably the complete opposite from him. Shinya was much more feminine, looks and actions but he was also more fragile and calm. Die could loose his temper very quickly, be loud and presumptuous. They do say Opposites attract, they just didn’t know it would work well when it came to career matters. The thing is, half of the work staff thought there was something going on between the two men who seemed to be awfully close but no one really knows for sure but themselves. And they don’t even know to be honest.
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“Die, did you get that fabric from Paragon yet?”
“No, I’ll get it in a minute.”
“Die! We don’t have time for this waiting!”
“Fine fine! I’ll have someone get is now!”
“That’ll take ages, just go yourself!”
Today was the day of the show, in only a few hours would the company be sitting back, watching their best pieces of work strut down the spring runway. Everyone was up in hysterics from the early hours of the morning, one most importantly was Shinya. He gets very flustered when people run his patience thin. One person like Die is not the best to be around Shinya at these times.
Die let out an annoyed sound as he grabbed what he needed and headed through the mass of busy people, passing Shinya as he left, Grabbing his arm as he whispered in his ear.
“You’re doing great.”
With that Die left the office, leaving a fazed Shinya to work on the model he had panicked about.
Die had always loved designing, it was just whenever it got to the day of the show he would worry, not for his designs but for Shinya. For the period of time that Die had known Shinya, he knew how Shinya could react to bad attention, too much attention and well, pressure. Die couldn’t help but be concerned for the younger one, he did look at Shinya as a girl, which he really shouldn’t. A thin, fragile, pretty girl. He couldn’t help it, worst of all, everyone mistook Shinya for a girl when they first started out so from then he’s opened up more to wearing female attire and such. The public knows he is a male and they think this is great or as they say; Artistic. So to Die, it’s all a win for him. He get’s to see Shinya in dresses and doesn’t have to worry about comments.
“This show better end soon. The faster the better.”
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“Shinya, are you ready, the show’s about to star-”
There stood Die, gob smacked. Shinya stood in front of the mirror in the office, putting in his earrings then fixed his hair. He turned to Die and smiled, grabbing his bag.
“Yeah, how do I look?”
“ Psssh, Do I seriously have to answer that?”
“Hm? I just don’t want to look stupid.”
“That’s a trick question.”
“Huh?”
Shinya turned to face Die, popping the lipstick he had in his hand into his bag. Die smirked, walking over to him, hands planted on Shinya’s hips making him back against the mirror, looking up at him. They didn’t exchange words, it was more of a paused silence as they stared until Die leaned in to capture Shinya’s plump lips. Shinya didn’t refuse the contact, he glided his hands up Die’s chest. Breaking away, Shinya smiled sheepishly, as he did every time they kissed. Die glanced at his watch, grabbing Shinya’s hand as they rushed out of the building.
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“AND NOW, MAY I GIVE YOU ALL- THE NEW SPRING COLLECTION-
“Oh dear, Die I’m so nervous!”
“You have no need to be, Shinya. Our designs are perfect!”
“I hope you’re right.”
“Come on, we’ve been busting our asses on these for months! Since before the winter designs!”
“True…..”
“See, don’t worry, alright?”
“Okay….”
Die wrapped his arm round Shinya’s shoulder, giving Shinya a reason to lean on him as they watched the models walk up and down in front of them. Die could tell Shinya was still panicking, his fingers kept fidgeting and his crossed legs shook against mine. It just shows no matter what you say to someone their body just won’t believe it. Shinya bit on his nails as he watched, when their designs came on stage, it was silent which made him feel even more uneasy. Noticing this, Die squeezed his shoulder, reassuring that it was alright. Shinya felt as if he had failed, covering his eyes just as he heard a roar of cheers and clapping. Releasing his hands, Shinya looked round at the amount of people standing up, clapping and smiling after their designs. Die stood up, pushing Shinya up as well, bowing and smiling to the camera’s and people.
“What did I tell you.”
“Oh please, don’t rub it in.”
“I will when we leave.”
Shinya rolled his eyes at the older man, tending to the crowd in front of them.
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Shinya and Die stood outside, waiting for their car to be brought round. Shinya shivered as is it was still only getting into spring and was very cool. Die wrapped an arm round Shinya’s hip, pulling him closer in an attempt to give him some warmth. Shinya smiled looking up, wrapping his arms round Die’s waist, resting his head against his chest.
“Excuse me?”
Shinya looked up, parting a bit from Die. He turned round to see a man about Die’s age or a bit older, blonde messy hair and wearing quite an expensive suit. Shinya looked him up and down, feeling Die’s grip tighten.
“Um, yes, can I help you?”
“Are you the ones who designed the sunshine collection?”
Die turned, not really interested.
“Yes, we are and?”
“Wait.. isn’t it Mr Ando and Mr Terachi?”
“Yes?”
“But you’re a-…….ooooooooh.”
Shinya sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable he stepped back from Die and greeted the man.
“I’m Mr Terachi, yes, people always assume I’m someone else so it’s no bother.”
“Oh, I’m so very sorry! Well I just wanted to talk to you about your designs.”
“Our designs will be available to buy or sell in business from the 20th of this month.”
“Ahh, well, I will be seeing you again then. Here’s my card.”
“..Oh! Here’s mine and Mr Ando’s.”
“Thank you.”
Shinya smiled, bowing before he walked away to Die who had just gotten the car back and was now holding the door open for Shinya. As Shinya got in the car, Die closed the door after him, turning to look at the man who was talking earlier. The man just gave a strange smile, making Die grunt before we walked to his side of the car.
“Mr.Terachi…..I‘ll soon get to know what‘s under that dress.”
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“Mr Kaoru Niikura. That’s a professional name.”
“Pffft, please, it’s as professional as a kids cartoon character.”
Shinya watched the red head stroll past him as he sat on the settee. Die seemed slightly annoyed since they got home, Shinya had no clue why so he decided to follow him into the kitchen. Leaning against the board, Shinya crossed his arms over his chest, watching the older man who was fidgeting in the drawers.
“What?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Me?”
“Yes, you, Die. Ever since the end of the show you’ve been… distracted.”
“Have I?”
Shinya pouted, bringing his arms up to loop around Die’s neck. Die pulled Shinya closer to himself, breathing in the strong scent of vanilla coming from the other. He loved this smell, but only on Shinya. He actually hated Vanilla all together.
“Do I need to make you feel better?”
“Nope.”
Die lifted the young man, earning a high squeak to escape his lips, arms clinging to his shirt. Die smirked, descending up the stairs and he breathed lowly.
“I only need to know, you’re mine.”
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Chapter: 1
Pairings: Shinya x Die. (More to come.)
Summary: Shinya and Die are two very passionate and famous designers making their work known all round the globe. The two are very close, maybe even a bit too close but they do not tie any knots. When a young business man comes into the picture, intrigued about their work, will Shinya and Die's relationship suffer or get stronger?
Disclaimer: I do not own Dir En Grey. :3 Sadly.
Comment: I haven't written for AGESSSS, So I kept thinking of this and thought, heck, why not? LOL Enjoy~
“Let me show you around our company’s workshop.”
There stood a young man, about middle 20’s, short red hair that was slightly messy and wearing a casual suit with an opened neck shirt. This was Mr Ando, also known as Die, a famous clothes designer who was working with another designer called Mr Terachi. They were both getting their company ready for a very important fashion show that was coming up very soon. And with all the commotion their will many willing investors looking to see all the ranges of clothing they had to offer before the show.
“Yes, I assure you we have plenty of each clothing type and at all sizes for all ages.”
Die smiled as the group of business associates toured round the new clothing range the company had laid out earlier. Standing there beside him was an assistant named Toshiya. He’s the same age as Mr Ando though he is only an apprentice when it comes to work but he is treated like a close friend in and out of the office.
“Toshiya will you stay here and take care of this, I have another call waiting.”
“Hm, oh of course Mr Ando, I’ll do my best.”
Die left the other man to it, sliding out the door to answer his mobile. He Briskly strolled down the corridor, one hand deep within his pocket as he spoke to the person on the other line.
“Yes, Yes, they will definitely be ready for that date, cheers, I’ll see you then.”
Putting his mobile in his back pocket he entered a room that had a metal label saying: Head Faculties. Closing the door he smiled, unconsciously lifting a hand to brush through his hair as if to check his appearance to make sure he looked represent able to the person in front of him. He walked over to the curved desk, crisp and white, leaning gently on it, catching the person’s attention whom had been stitching.
“Oh, Die, I didn’t hear you come in.”
The young man gave a gentle smile. As expected from Mr Terachi or Shinya. He was a year younger than Die and was probably the complete opposite from him. Shinya was much more feminine, looks and actions but he was also more fragile and calm. Die could loose his temper very quickly, be loud and presumptuous. They do say Opposites attract, they just didn’t know it would work well when it came to career matters. The thing is, half of the work staff thought there was something going on between the two men who seemed to be awfully close but no one really knows for sure but themselves. And they don’t even know to be honest.
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“Die, did you get that fabric from Paragon yet?”
“No, I’ll get it in a minute.”
“Die! We don’t have time for this waiting!”
“Fine fine! I’ll have someone get is now!”
“That’ll take ages, just go yourself!”
Today was the day of the show, in only a few hours would the company be sitting back, watching their best pieces of work strut down the spring runway. Everyone was up in hysterics from the early hours of the morning, one most importantly was Shinya. He gets very flustered when people run his patience thin. One person like Die is not the best to be around Shinya at these times.
Die let out an annoyed sound as he grabbed what he needed and headed through the mass of busy people, passing Shinya as he left, Grabbing his arm as he whispered in his ear.
“You’re doing great.”
With that Die left the office, leaving a fazed Shinya to work on the model he had panicked about.
Die had always loved designing, it was just whenever it got to the day of the show he would worry, not for his designs but for Shinya. For the period of time that Die had known Shinya, he knew how Shinya could react to bad attention, too much attention and well, pressure. Die couldn’t help but be concerned for the younger one, he did look at Shinya as a girl, which he really shouldn’t. A thin, fragile, pretty girl. He couldn’t help it, worst of all, everyone mistook Shinya for a girl when they first started out so from then he’s opened up more to wearing female attire and such. The public knows he is a male and they think this is great or as they say; Artistic. So to Die, it’s all a win for him. He get’s to see Shinya in dresses and doesn’t have to worry about comments.
“This show better end soon. The faster the better.”
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“Shinya, are you ready, the show’s about to star-”
There stood Die, gob smacked. Shinya stood in front of the mirror in the office, putting in his earrings then fixed his hair. He turned to Die and smiled, grabbing his bag.
“Yeah, how do I look?”
“ Psssh, Do I seriously have to answer that?”
“Hm? I just don’t want to look stupid.”
“That’s a trick question.”
“Huh?”
Shinya turned to face Die, popping the lipstick he had in his hand into his bag. Die smirked, walking over to him, hands planted on Shinya’s hips making him back against the mirror, looking up at him. They didn’t exchange words, it was more of a paused silence as they stared until Die leaned in to capture Shinya’s plump lips. Shinya didn’t refuse the contact, he glided his hands up Die’s chest. Breaking away, Shinya smiled sheepishly, as he did every time they kissed. Die glanced at his watch, grabbing Shinya’s hand as they rushed out of the building.
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“AND NOW, MAY I GIVE YOU ALL- THE NEW SPRING COLLECTION-
“Oh dear, Die I’m so nervous!”
“You have no need to be, Shinya. Our designs are perfect!”
“I hope you’re right.”
“Come on, we’ve been busting our asses on these for months! Since before the winter designs!”
“True…..”
“See, don’t worry, alright?”
“Okay….”
Die wrapped his arm round Shinya’s shoulder, giving Shinya a reason to lean on him as they watched the models walk up and down in front of them. Die could tell Shinya was still panicking, his fingers kept fidgeting and his crossed legs shook against mine. It just shows no matter what you say to someone their body just won’t believe it. Shinya bit on his nails as he watched, when their designs came on stage, it was silent which made him feel even more uneasy. Noticing this, Die squeezed his shoulder, reassuring that it was alright. Shinya felt as if he had failed, covering his eyes just as he heard a roar of cheers and clapping. Releasing his hands, Shinya looked round at the amount of people standing up, clapping and smiling after their designs. Die stood up, pushing Shinya up as well, bowing and smiling to the camera’s and people.
“What did I tell you.”
“Oh please, don’t rub it in.”
“I will when we leave.”
Shinya rolled his eyes at the older man, tending to the crowd in front of them.
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Shinya and Die stood outside, waiting for their car to be brought round. Shinya shivered as is it was still only getting into spring and was very cool. Die wrapped an arm round Shinya’s hip, pulling him closer in an attempt to give him some warmth. Shinya smiled looking up, wrapping his arms round Die’s waist, resting his head against his chest.
“Excuse me?”
Shinya looked up, parting a bit from Die. He turned round to see a man about Die’s age or a bit older, blonde messy hair and wearing quite an expensive suit. Shinya looked him up and down, feeling Die’s grip tighten.
“Um, yes, can I help you?”
“Are you the ones who designed the sunshine collection?”
Die turned, not really interested.
“Yes, we are and?”
“Wait.. isn’t it Mr Ando and Mr Terachi?”
“Yes?”
“But you’re a-…….ooooooooh.”
Shinya sighed, feeling a little uncomfortable he stepped back from Die and greeted the man.
“I’m Mr Terachi, yes, people always assume I’m someone else so it’s no bother.”
“Oh, I’m so very sorry! Well I just wanted to talk to you about your designs.”
“Our designs will be available to buy or sell in business from the 20th of this month.”
“Ahh, well, I will be seeing you again then. Here’s my card.”
“..Oh! Here’s mine and Mr Ando’s.”
“Thank you.”
Shinya smiled, bowing before he walked away to Die who had just gotten the car back and was now holding the door open for Shinya. As Shinya got in the car, Die closed the door after him, turning to look at the man who was talking earlier. The man just gave a strange smile, making Die grunt before we walked to his side of the car.
“Mr.Terachi…..I‘ll soon get to know what‘s under that dress.”
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“Mr Kaoru Niikura. That’s a professional name.”
“Pffft, please, it’s as professional as a kids cartoon character.”
Shinya watched the red head stroll past him as he sat on the settee. Die seemed slightly annoyed since they got home, Shinya had no clue why so he decided to follow him into the kitchen. Leaning against the board, Shinya crossed his arms over his chest, watching the older man who was fidgeting in the drawers.
“What?”
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Me?”
“Yes, you, Die. Ever since the end of the show you’ve been… distracted.”
“Have I?”
Shinya pouted, bringing his arms up to loop around Die’s neck. Die pulled Shinya closer to himself, breathing in the strong scent of vanilla coming from the other. He loved this smell, but only on Shinya. He actually hated Vanilla all together.
“Do I need to make you feel better?”
“Nope.”
Die lifted the young man, earning a high squeak to escape his lips, arms clinging to his shirt. Die smirked, descending up the stairs and he breathed lowly.
“I only need to know, you’re mine.”
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