KoKame
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Rating: PG (to be safe)Summary: Every year a secret masked halloween ball takes place underground. Little do people know that this is actually the hunting grounds for a few creatures of the underworld. On Kame's first time there he meets Koki, who is not what he seems...
Warning: none~
Notes: Unbeted, I suck at summaries.... for the
Trick or Treat challenge. Ok guys, I finally wrote chapter 2, now to get this fic really moving... kinda a boring chapter I'm sorry, but it's all for build up :P
Kame frowned at Ueda.
“But I said I didn’t want to go again” Kame whines, as Ueda frowns back at him.
“I bought you the bloody ticket; now pay me back by coming with. Last year was fun, I don’t see why you have issues about going?”
“I… you ditched me last time, I don’t go to parties to get ditched, want a wingman? Take someone else!” Kame turned to return to his room.
“I cooked for you this past week…” Kame paused, “and I’ll cook again next week if you come, think of it as… a thank you for me being so nice and cooking you dinner” Kame gritted his teeth and glared back at Ueda.
“How about I cook for two weeks and I don’t have to go”
“Can you do that without poisoning us?” Kame frowned some more.
Ueda burst out laughing, and Kame knew he had lost, curse his manipulative best friend.
“You have got to be kidding! You want me to wear that?!” Kame exclaimed at Ueda handed him his costume.
“What’s wrong with it? The black lace mask would look amazing around your eyes.”
“That sounds like a line from a BDSM fanatic,” Ueda frowned at that comment, “but seriously, a cat?”
“It’s a panther”
“Its black cat ears and a tail” Ueda shrugs his shoulder before wandering back to his own room in order to get ready. Kame takes a moment to stare at the clothes, shuddering slightly at a ghost of a voice gently echoing around his mind.
Kitten
Kame rolls his eyes at himself before getting himself dressed. After all, there were so many people, and there are masks, what are the chances?
-☯-
Even though it was in the same location as last year, Kame was still shocked to see the place. It would probably never cease to amaze him how a grand place like this could be so hidden away from the public. He wondered what the place was used for when the Halloween ball wasn’t on, other secret parties perhaps.
Kame’s eyes quickly darted around the dance floor, looking out at the other figures dancing. He quietly let out a sigh of relieve when he didn’t spot… him. He never told Ueda what had happened, and somehow he couldn’t even bring himself to mention the guy at all. He somehow managed to haunt Kame’s dreams, sometimes in pleasure and sometimes in torture. Kame was lost and confused. Something like that should never have happened, and he’ll do his best to not let it happen again.
As Ueda and Kame made their way to the bar, Kame decided to engage Ueda in conversation before the other had a chance to escape and flirt.
“So how did you find out about this place?” Kame tried to ask, he’s sure he asked this last year, but Ueda had just given him a cheeky smile before. This time seemed different though.
“There’s a friend in my music class that knows this place. I was whining sometime last year how Halloween sucks cause every party I go to finishes so quickly thanks to the police and my friend suggested this place and got me tickets.” Kame stared at Ueda for a long moment.
“Don’t look at me like that, I have other friends” Ueda frowned at him.
“Prove it then” Kame had a playful smile on his lips. But he knew once he challenged Ueda, the other wouldn’t back down. And to prove it, Ueda pulled out his phone, quickly sending a text before waving the bartender down.
“5 shots of tequila” Kame stared in shock at Ueda paid.
“Ueda, I don’t think 5 shots is…”
“Woo, I knew when you said meet at the bar you’d get me something” a rough voice interrupted Kame. A masked guy with wild messy black hair, a little shorter than Ueda casually leaned over Ueda’s shoulder and stole one of the shots. Two other taller guys casually joined them, bowing slightly while taking the other two shots.
“You’d better take you’re shot before one of them steals it Kame” Ueda was holding out a shot towards him.
After the shot the others introduced themselves. The one Ueda had text seems to be called Ryo, the two taller ones, Tomo (or Yamapi as the other two insisted) and Jin. Ryo was in the same university as Ueda and Kame, but Jin and Yamapi seemed to know Ryo through bars or clubs from the sounds of it. Kame caught Ueda rolling his eyes as the others bantered, but Kame could see how they all got along well, conversation with them was easy.
Jin bought the next round of shots and as Kame was passed his, he couldn’t help but notice the intense stare of Yamapi’s black eyes. But just as he was about to ask him what was wrong, Jin practically dropped on top of his lap in the booth they were sitting on.
“Kame~~ Dance with me?” Kame blinked down at the guy sprawled across his lap. Kame glanced up again at Yamapi and then down at Jin. Somehow, Kame’s gut instinct told him that Jin was the safer choice.
“Ueda, I’m gonna go dance for a bit, be back soon” Kame said to Ueda instead, he could hear Jin cheering before jumping up like an excited puppy and heading towards the dance floor.
Just as Kame was about to follow him, he felt a hand grip around his arm, freezing him to the spot.
“Careful out there on your own…” Yamapi whispered intensely into his ear before letting him go. Kame blinked at him a little confused, before hurrying off towards Jin. Something about Yamapi creeped him out.
Jin was a rather skilled dancer; his movements were intoxicating and every fibre of his being vibrated with having fun. Kame couldn’t help but lose himself to the beat a little, closing his eyes as he felt Jin spin him before bringing him in closer.
“Hello there kitten”
Kame froze
He couldn’t move as the arms slowly wound his waist, gently swaying them both to the beat.
“I never thought you’d come here again, you got so lucky last time… unless… you were looking for me?”
Kame pushed forwards, breaking free from Koki’s arms and spinning around to face him.
“Fuck no, I never wanted to see your face again.” Kame kept his voice and gaze steady, but he knew he was shaking. This man had too much power over him and he didn’t like it.
“Calm down kitten, I’m not hungry so I won’t do anything.” Slowly Koki tried to approach him again, but Kame was taking steps backwards now.
“Please, leave me alone” Kame mumbled. Seeing Koki in front of him made him want to leap into his arms and run to another country at the same time. He couldn’t understand, it was like a storm of emotions within him, neither making full logical sense.
“Excuse me, I’m afraid my friend doesn’t seem happy with your flirting style, mind trying it on someone who likes domineering and threatening” Jin’s cool voice interrupted them. Kame nearly clung onto him in relieve when the other walked between him and Koki, breaking any eye contact and bringing an end to the weird storm of emotions within him. Kame could swear he could hear Koki growl at Jin, but it soon ended when Yamapi joined Jin’s side.
“What’s going on here?” Yamapi and Koki seemed to stare at each other for a moment before Koki smirked at him.
“Well, I guess we can’t have as much fun as last year kitten, have fun with your new friends. And maybe see you again next year.” Koki winked at Kame who was peeking around Jin before turning and striding off into the crowd.
“You ok?” Jin asked, concern showing in his face. Kame nodded, lifting his head to smile at Jin, but instead catching Yamapi’s eyes.
“Last year?” was all he asked and Kame quickly looked away.
“I don’t want to talk about it”
-☯-
“Who was that?” A tall figure questioned Koki from the shadows, “he smelt nice”
“Stay away from him Junno, he’s mine” Koki growled back at him.
“Oh, I can see that, but if you leave him in that state for too long, you know someone’s gonna…”
“Yeah, I know… I’m saving him for when I’m hungry. I’m sure he’ll be top class.”
Junno laughed, “You were never one to savour something before, what happened?”
Koki just turned away ignoring the question, striding off towards the back of the club. As he passed through the door to the quieter and darker tunnels, he thought it over carefully.
Why didn’t he take the chance when he had it?