[fic] Don't leave ... , Uruha x Reita, Kai x Aoi, 10/?
Title: Don't leave
Author: Yomi aka
yomi_chan
Genre: fluff, drama, angst, manxman (bear it >>')
Rating: R (for now)
Chapter: 10/?
Warnings: Yeah … English is not my mother tongue so please beware from typos and grammar mistakes!
Pairings: Uruha x Reita, Kai x Aoi (as for now ^^)
Synopsis: Something’s bothering Uruha lately and this causes his best friend to overreact - till he finds out, what the reason for his behavior is …
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don’t make any money out of this, nor do I own any member of Gazette (T__T’’)
Author’s notes: This is for
sarcasm_chan
Kudos to my beta
minxdl! Thank you <3
Comments and Critics are always welcome! ^^
ENJOY! ^-^
In said bar Uruha was about to find a place for the night - so why not hit on the first attractive man or woman, who crosses his sight?
As if waiting for the cue, someone stood right after the blond, laying a hand on his shoulder.
“What are you doing alone in a place like this?” a voice whispered softly in his ear, achieving a slight chill running down the guitarist’s spine.
Curious he turned a bit in order to see the other man’s face, since the voice seemed so familiar to him, but he just couldn’t put his finger as on why it was like this. Surprised his eyes widened, as he recognized the other and he grinned widely.
“Why are you asking me? Want to keep me company or what?”
“Maybe?”
The younger one chuckled and nodded.
“Okay, let’s get us some drinks.”
He pointed towards the bar and smiled again his bright smile, while his company nodded in agreement.
~*~
The moment Reita entered the bar, which was more a club to be honest, he immediately felt the bass being reflected and amplified by the walls, getting through his body right up into his brain. Subconsciously he tapped the beat with his foot, while his eyes were roaming the room, after they got used to the dimmed light, which dominated the room, searching for the light haired guitarist.
Biting his lower lip he still looked out for his best friend. He was worrying more with every second.
“Where the heck are you …?”
~*~
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
Uruha snorted and shook his head.
“Why do you even care? Didn’t you always want to get me drunk, so you can screw me?”
The black haired man laughed.
“You wish!”
“No!! I’m totally right and just … you know it as well!” replied the shorter male giggling, he was already far beyond being tipsy.
“Yeah right”
He snatched the glass filled with vodka out of the other guitarist’s hand.
“Hey!!! That’s mine!!” the light haired exclaimed pouting and pulled the other man by the sleeve.
“So what?”
“It’s mine …”
The blond pouted once more, looking at the other man with big pleading eyes.
With a slight grin the older one stroked Uruha’s cheek, bringing his own face closer while doing so.
“You’re so beautiful … you know that?” he whispered tenderly as he lay his lips over the other man’s, kissing him softly.
Mentally Uruha cheered for himself and was happy that he would have a place for the night.
That was way too easy, now wasn’t it?
Exactly in that moment Reita turned his head in direction of the bar and he wished in the same instant that he wouldn’t have done it. Slowly his hand turned into fists and he gulped hard while he was watching the scene right in front of his eyes. Actually he wasn’t really surprised about it, seeing as he was already awaiting it for some kind of reason. That was just how Uruha was and he couldn’t change it, as much as he wanted to. It was about time to stop dreaming and keep living in illusions.
But he had to admit that he was indeed hurt by the guitarist’s actions - or more precise - he was hurt by him, choosing THIS person for kissing. Out of all the people in the club, he had to choose the biggest player of the company!
Sighing he shook his head and tried to find a way towards the couple.
When he finally succeeded, he laid one hand on his best friend’s shoulder, who in return jumped out in surprise by the sudden contact.
”Wha~ … What?!” he finally uttered out, after having some difficulties with it and looked behind him to see who was touching him.
“Oh, hey! If that’s not Reita!”
The taller guitarist was about to stand up and get behind Uruha to greet the blond, but he just stopped him with a nod, telling him that he hadn’t to.
“Hey Miyavi …” was the oh-so-dry answer to the former greeting, which in return made the dark haired raise an eyebrow.
“What? Did I do something to you? You’ve never been so cold towards me.” the older one asked, slightly pouting.
Fake smiling Reita just shook his head.
“No. Not at all, but I think our sweet Uruha here …” he pointed at the now completely drunk guitarist in front of him, “… had more than just enough. So I’ll take him back home.”
“Heh? What are you - his mother or what?”
Uruha snorted at this reply, but blinked right afterwards.
“Aaaaand what, if the ‘sweetie’ just doesn’t want to go back home?” he piped up.
“You kicked me out anyway. And SHOU is so MUCH MORE important than me - your best friend! But hell … it’s okay. Go on … you’re in love with him, now aren’t you? So carry on and forget me … leave me … you don’t need me anymore, right? Of course not … I should stop being silly … and sounding all girly and heartbroken …”
As the now officially wasted guitarist kept on babbling and rambling and after a short period of time also whining, the other two just exchanged looks, both frowning about the current situation.
“So … you’re in love with Shou?”
Reita just sighed and rubbed his temples.
“Why does everybody THINK that? … No I’m NOT.”
“Aha, I see … and when will you tell Uruha that?”
“You have no idea how long I’ve been trying too, but every time he gets drunk or cuts me off …”
“Ah.”
Silence extended between them and the loud bass being reflected by the walls and the constant humming of other people talking with each other was the only thing they were able to hear - with some few and far between sobs of Uruha.
“I guess I’ll take him home …”
“Yeaaah … I guess that’s better. Though I would really want to have some fun with him …”
Akira shot a glare at the solo artist.
“Don’t you even dare to THINK about it ..” he said through gritted teeth.
Miyavi just hold up his hands in a defensive manner.
“Yeah yeah. I got it. No bringing him home.”
The blond just nodded and grabbed Uruha to carry him bridal style out of the club and to the next cab, in order to get him home safe and sound.
This time he was determined to talk with the guitarist, so they could eventually make up.
When they got a taxi, he helped his friend get in, looping an arm around him, as Uruha leaned against him.
After he took breath for a few times, he felt confident enough to talk about the whole situation.
“Kouyou … I love you, not Shou or anybody else, so please … don’t leave.”
Missed the other parts?
01| 02| 03| 04| 05| 06| 07| 08| 09
~*~
Yeah, another chapter - finally.
*cough*
I'm sorry for this HUGE delay and I even won't try to excuse it.
Technically the chapter was ready for like months now, but I was too lazy to get it betaed and then University started and was always so tired after coming home and blah.
Well ... I hope you enjoy it nevertheless and yes!
Now it's getting to an end O_O
And I promise that smex will appear next time, cause I didn't want to spoil you all now xP
(If I break the promise however you're allowed to kick me xD')
Yay~ and Yomi is happy cause Winterholidays are beginning!
Author: Yomi aka
yomi_chan
Genre: fluff, drama, angst, manxman (bear it >>')
Rating: R (for now)
Chapter: 10/?
Warnings: Yeah … English is not my mother tongue so please beware from typos and grammar mistakes!
Pairings: Uruha x Reita, Kai x Aoi (as for now ^^)
Synopsis: Something’s bothering Uruha lately and this causes his best friend to overreact - till he finds out, what the reason for his behavior is …
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I don’t make any money out of this, nor do I own any member of Gazette (T__T’’)
Author’s notes: This is for
sarcasm_chan
Kudos to my beta
minxdl! Thank you <3
Comments and Critics are always welcome! ^^
ENJOY! ^-^
In said bar Uruha was about to find a place for the night - so why not hit on the first attractive man or woman, who crosses his sight?
As if waiting for the cue, someone stood right after the blond, laying a hand on his shoulder.
“What are you doing alone in a place like this?” a voice whispered softly in his ear, achieving a slight chill running down the guitarist’s spine.
Curious he turned a bit in order to see the other man’s face, since the voice seemed so familiar to him, but he just couldn’t put his finger as on why it was like this. Surprised his eyes widened, as he recognized the other and he grinned widely.
“Why are you asking me? Want to keep me company or what?”
“Maybe?”
The younger one chuckled and nodded.
“Okay, let’s get us some drinks.”
He pointed towards the bar and smiled again his bright smile, while his company nodded in agreement.
~*~
The moment Reita entered the bar, which was more a club to be honest, he immediately felt the bass being reflected and amplified by the walls, getting through his body right up into his brain. Subconsciously he tapped the beat with his foot, while his eyes were roaming the room, after they got used to the dimmed light, which dominated the room, searching for the light haired guitarist.
Biting his lower lip he still looked out for his best friend. He was worrying more with every second.
“Where the heck are you …?”
~*~
“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?”
Uruha snorted and shook his head.
“Why do you even care? Didn’t you always want to get me drunk, so you can screw me?”
The black haired man laughed.
“You wish!”
“No!! I’m totally right and just … you know it as well!” replied the shorter male giggling, he was already far beyond being tipsy.
“Yeah right”
He snatched the glass filled with vodka out of the other guitarist’s hand.
“Hey!!! That’s mine!!” the light haired exclaimed pouting and pulled the other man by the sleeve.
“So what?”
“It’s mine …”
The blond pouted once more, looking at the other man with big pleading eyes.
With a slight grin the older one stroked Uruha’s cheek, bringing his own face closer while doing so.
“You’re so beautiful … you know that?” he whispered tenderly as he lay his lips over the other man’s, kissing him softly.
Mentally Uruha cheered for himself and was happy that he would have a place for the night.
That was way too easy, now wasn’t it?
Exactly in that moment Reita turned his head in direction of the bar and he wished in the same instant that he wouldn’t have done it. Slowly his hand turned into fists and he gulped hard while he was watching the scene right in front of his eyes. Actually he wasn’t really surprised about it, seeing as he was already awaiting it for some kind of reason. That was just how Uruha was and he couldn’t change it, as much as he wanted to. It was about time to stop dreaming and keep living in illusions.
But he had to admit that he was indeed hurt by the guitarist’s actions - or more precise - he was hurt by him, choosing THIS person for kissing. Out of all the people in the club, he had to choose the biggest player of the company!
Sighing he shook his head and tried to find a way towards the couple.
When he finally succeeded, he laid one hand on his best friend’s shoulder, who in return jumped out in surprise by the sudden contact.
”Wha~ … What?!” he finally uttered out, after having some difficulties with it and looked behind him to see who was touching him.
“Oh, hey! If that’s not Reita!”
The taller guitarist was about to stand up and get behind Uruha to greet the blond, but he just stopped him with a nod, telling him that he hadn’t to.
“Hey Miyavi …” was the oh-so-dry answer to the former greeting, which in return made the dark haired raise an eyebrow.
“What? Did I do something to you? You’ve never been so cold towards me.” the older one asked, slightly pouting.
Fake smiling Reita just shook his head.
“No. Not at all, but I think our sweet Uruha here …” he pointed at the now completely drunk guitarist in front of him, “… had more than just enough. So I’ll take him back home.”
“Heh? What are you - his mother or what?”
Uruha snorted at this reply, but blinked right afterwards.
“Aaaaand what, if the ‘sweetie’ just doesn’t want to go back home?” he piped up.
“You kicked me out anyway. And SHOU is so MUCH MORE important than me - your best friend! But hell … it’s okay. Go on … you’re in love with him, now aren’t you? So carry on and forget me … leave me … you don’t need me anymore, right? Of course not … I should stop being silly … and sounding all girly and heartbroken …”
As the now officially wasted guitarist kept on babbling and rambling and after a short period of time also whining, the other two just exchanged looks, both frowning about the current situation.
“So … you’re in love with Shou?”
Reita just sighed and rubbed his temples.
“Why does everybody THINK that? … No I’m NOT.”
“Aha, I see … and when will you tell Uruha that?”
“You have no idea how long I’ve been trying too, but every time he gets drunk or cuts me off …”
“Ah.”
Silence extended between them and the loud bass being reflected by the walls and the constant humming of other people talking with each other was the only thing they were able to hear - with some few and far between sobs of Uruha.
“I guess I’ll take him home …”
“Yeaaah … I guess that’s better. Though I would really want to have some fun with him …”
Akira shot a glare at the solo artist.
“Don’t you even dare to THINK about it ..” he said through gritted teeth.
Miyavi just hold up his hands in a defensive manner.
“Yeah yeah. I got it. No bringing him home.”
The blond just nodded and grabbed Uruha to carry him bridal style out of the club and to the next cab, in order to get him home safe and sound.
This time he was determined to talk with the guitarist, so they could eventually make up.
When they got a taxi, he helped his friend get in, looping an arm around him, as Uruha leaned against him.
After he took breath for a few times, he felt confident enough to talk about the whole situation.
“Kouyou … I love you, not Shou or anybody else, so please … don’t leave.”
Missed the other parts?
01| 02| 03| 04| 05| 06| 07| 08| 09
~*~
Yeah, another chapter - finally.
*cough*
I'm sorry for this HUGE delay and I even won't try to excuse it.
Technically the chapter was ready for like months now, but I was too lazy to get it betaed and then University started and was always so tired after coming home and blah.
Well ... I hope you enjoy it nevertheless and yes!
Now it's getting to an end O_O
And I promise that smex will appear next time, cause I didn't want to spoil you all now xP
(If I break the promise however you're allowed to kick me xD')
Yay~ and Yomi is happy cause Winterholidays are beginning!