Gazette >D
The annoying beeping of his alarm made him wake up, after he literally smashed it shut. A quick glance at the alarm let him made a note in his mind to buy a new one as soon as possible. Akira pushed the covers away with his feet and stood up.
He was in a really grumpy mood, but work was work and since they had a new single to release, he shouldn’t even think of being late for practice or else Kai would kill him.
The blond opened his door and entered the living room, passed it and went straight into the bathroom.
Kouyou was already there, brushing his teeth and gave a nod, as he noticed his band mate entering the bathroom.
But the bassist ignored his gesture and grabbed his toothbrush in order to do the same as his best friend.
The honey blond rushed to finish his task and then turned to Akira.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked confused.
This time it was the bassist who didn’t gave a proper answer, just a shrug.
“Did I do something wrong?”
Again Akira didn’t answer, just brushed his teeth.
Inside the guitarist, anger came up and he took the beaker, filled it with water, while Akira was watching him curiously.
When he was done, he looked at the blond and splashed everything onto the tooth brushing bassist.
“What the … ?” Akira managed to get out, looking at the younger one.
He spit the toothpaste into the sink and glared at Kouyou.
“Have you gone fucking insane?” he asked furiously, reaching for a towel.
“I could ask you the same!”
“What? Who splashed the water on me? Huh?!”
“…”
“Fuck off!”
Akira took the towel and throws it in the clothesbasket, left the bathroom without saying anything more. Now his mood was even worse than before, just because of this idiotic action of Kouyou.
In his room again, he put on the first shirt that came into his hand and the trouser, which was lying on the floor. The blond searched his bandana and put it on, then he checked, if he had everything he needed and got out, through the living room, to the door and put on his shoes before he left.
Kouyou had heard the door being shut and glanced out the bathroom, just to find the flat empty.
“Great …” he mumbled and hurried to get ready and follow his friend.
~*~
Band practice was the same as ever, just with the fact that Akira didn’t glanced once into Kouyous direction and everybody noticed. Normally they would be almost flirting with each other, but today …
They practiced for about an hour, as Kai finally decided to take a break to have some lunch.
Ruki went straight to Reita, looked at him for a while.
“What’s wrong with Kouyou and you?” he asked worried.
“Nothing.”
“Don’t try to fuck around with me. I know you very good by now!” the vocalist answered.
“Hmh …”
“Akira!”
The others except for the feminine guitarist had left already.
“Just let me be! Go ask Kouyou, if you’re so eager to know!” he snapped back.
Sighting, Ruki turned away and went straight to the honey blond guitarist.
His gaze wandered slowly in their direction, but he couldn’t understand them because of the distance.
Frustrated as he was, he putted down his bass and went out, to get a smoke …
Both, Takanori and Kouyou were watching him and the vocalist turned again to the taller one.
“So. Now you can tell me, because they all left.”
“Why do you want to now it anyway?”, Uruha wanted to know.
“Because I care, that’s why … and you promised me once, that you’ll tell me, when something’s going completely wrong, didn’t you?”
Resigning Uruha nodded.
“I know …” he answered.
“But … it’s so complicated …”
Ruki watched him closely.
“What do you mean?”
“Well … you know, I’ll move out in a couple of days …”
“I thought you’re happy about that.”
“Yeah … kinda.”
“What’s your problem then? I don’t get It.”, asked the vocalist a bit impatiently.
“I don’t want to leave Akira.”
“Why not? And besides, you’re still friends and band mates. You’ll see each other almost every day!”
The older one nodded once more.
“Sure, but … I want to see him every minute, every second … because … I love him …”
He was in a really grumpy mood, but work was work and since they had a new single to release, he shouldn’t even think of being late for practice or else Kai would kill him.
The blond opened his door and entered the living room, passed it and went straight into the bathroom.
Kouyou was already there, brushing his teeth and gave a nod, as he noticed his band mate entering the bathroom.
But the bassist ignored his gesture and grabbed his toothbrush in order to do the same as his best friend.
The honey blond rushed to finish his task and then turned to Akira.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked confused.
This time it was the bassist who didn’t gave a proper answer, just a shrug.
“Did I do something wrong?”
Again Akira didn’t answer, just brushed his teeth.
Inside the guitarist, anger came up and he took the beaker, filled it with water, while Akira was watching him curiously.
When he was done, he looked at the blond and splashed everything onto the tooth brushing bassist.
“What the … ?” Akira managed to get out, looking at the younger one.
He spit the toothpaste into the sink and glared at Kouyou.
“Have you gone fucking insane?” he asked furiously, reaching for a towel.
“I could ask you the same!”
“What? Who splashed the water on me? Huh?!”
“…”
“Fuck off!”
Akira took the towel and throws it in the clothesbasket, left the bathroom without saying anything more. Now his mood was even worse than before, just because of this idiotic action of Kouyou.
In his room again, he put on the first shirt that came into his hand and the trouser, which was lying on the floor. The blond searched his bandana and put it on, then he checked, if he had everything he needed and got out, through the living room, to the door and put on his shoes before he left.
Kouyou had heard the door being shut and glanced out the bathroom, just to find the flat empty.
“Great …” he mumbled and hurried to get ready and follow his friend.
~*~
Band practice was the same as ever, just with the fact that Akira didn’t glanced once into Kouyous direction and everybody noticed. Normally they would be almost flirting with each other, but today …
They practiced for about an hour, as Kai finally decided to take a break to have some lunch.
Ruki went straight to Reita, looked at him for a while.
“What’s wrong with Kouyou and you?” he asked worried.
“Nothing.”
“Don’t try to fuck around with me. I know you very good by now!” the vocalist answered.
“Hmh …”
“Akira!”
The others except for the feminine guitarist had left already.
“Just let me be! Go ask Kouyou, if you’re so eager to know!” he snapped back.
Sighting, Ruki turned away and went straight to the honey blond guitarist.
His gaze wandered slowly in their direction, but he couldn’t understand them because of the distance.
Frustrated as he was, he putted down his bass and went out, to get a smoke …
Both, Takanori and Kouyou were watching him and the vocalist turned again to the taller one.
“So. Now you can tell me, because they all left.”
“Why do you want to now it anyway?”, Uruha wanted to know.
“Because I care, that’s why … and you promised me once, that you’ll tell me, when something’s going completely wrong, didn’t you?”
Resigning Uruha nodded.
“I know …” he answered.
“But … it’s so complicated …”
Ruki watched him closely.
“What do you mean?”
“Well … you know, I’ll move out in a couple of days …”
“I thought you’re happy about that.”
“Yeah … kinda.”
“What’s your problem then? I don’t get It.”, asked the vocalist a bit impatiently.
“I don’t want to leave Akira.”
“Why not? And besides, you’re still friends and band mates. You’ll see each other almost every day!”
The older one nodded once more.
“Sure, but … I want to see him every minute, every second … because … I love him …”