Different (3/?), Saga/Tora
Title: Different
Author: darkfeathers84
Chapter: (3/?)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: alice nine, the GazettE
Pairings: Saga/Tora
Genre: Humor, Romance, later Drama
Warnings: malexmale, mild cursing
Disclaimers: I don’t own alice nine or the GazettE. Unfortunately.
Summary: Damn, how was he supposed to get better in an infirmary when he constantly got jelly knees there? (Saga as student with Tora as school doctor)
Comments: At the bottom.
(Chapter 01)
(Chapter 02)
Chapter 03
„Argh, Saga, I would so LOVE to meet that doctor… I mean, you’re talking about him as if he was some kind of Adonis…”, a few days later, a young man squealed in a nightclub. “What the hell?! It’s not like I’m drooling about him… I just tried to EXPLAIN how these girls from his fanclub are gossiping about him, Pon!”, Saga tried to defend himself. Now the third and last of their little group intervened: “Well, Saga, that didn’t really sound like it was just the opinion of these girls… actually it seems as if you already are a member of that fanclub yourself.” “That’s just not true! And I hoped you were on my side, Nao…”, Saga pouted feignedly.
They were in their favourite club “The Blackmail”. Nao and Hiroto were his best friends… unfortunately, the only ones at the same time. They had already known each other since childhood but had attended different schools later. He didn’t have any friends at his school which was probably also the cause for him always getting beat up because there was no one there to help him and maybe stop all this torture. Both of his two friends had tried to convince him of just reporting his tormentors. They were worried about him, after all, but so far, he hadn’t listened to their advice. Instead, he had assured them that he would do that sooner or later. Rather later than sooner. Or maybe never… but of course, that was a fact, these two would not ever learn about.
“Oh, please, Saga. Just admit that you want him all for yourself… I mean, it was about time that you fall for someone. Up until now, you weren’t interested in ANYONE… neither male nor female.”, the elder said, having no problem with Saga having a crush on a guy. Although Nao himself was actually straight but he was very open-minded, as well as the brunette. That was also probably one reason for Hiroto belonging to their little circle, too. The small blonde was bisexual and already had made his fair share of homophobic experiences in school. The tallest of them wasn’t the only one that was or had been bullied but their little chap as well. During that time, it had shown him who his true friends were: Saga and Nao. And now, they were an inseparable trio, although Saga was currently being teased by his friends. Just some childish nagging between friends.
“Tse… and you claim to be my friends. I think I really need new ones…” Saga joked. Of course, he was aware of Hiroto and Nao meaning no harm with their humorous remarks. “You wouldn’t survive without us, anyway…”, Nao grinned. “I have to agree with him on that!”, Hiroto laughed. “I’m going to get us some drinks. That’s what we are here for after all.“, the smallest of them added and, with these words, disappeared in the crowd, leaving Nao and Saga to continue their immature but playful bantering.
The slender blonde tried to fight his way through the bulk of people, his bodysize making that intention even more difficult. After a few minutes of harshly using his ellbows, he finally reached the bar, eventually ordering their usual drinks. Caipirinha for Nao, Sex on the Beach for Saga and for himself a Tequila-Sunrise. Well, and now it meant back to the others without spilling their drinks. Something he was already practiced in. As he attempted to return to his friends, however, he suddenly felt something at his butt. A hand that definitely didn’t belong there!
He cringed at that and almost dropped their drinks. Oh yes, that guy should be prepared for some trouble now, he thought to himself and spinned angrily to the culprit: “Piss off, you idiot. You certainly won’t get anybody to fuck you with some stupid groping.“, he glared. The guy seemed to be around 30 and also much too arrogant for his taste: “Come on… we both know you’d enjoy it…“ Okay. Someone wanted to have some Caipirinha in his face. Although he felt sorry for Nao about this but well, it was not like he had a choice.
However, Hiroto couldn’t put his plan into action as that nasty jerk was already pushed back by someone else. “Now, now… we don’t want to get in any fights, don’t we? I suggest you keep your hands off him and let him go where he wanted to go. Some ban on entering the house wouldn’t be too nice for you. I am pretty familiar with some of the bouncers here, you know…”, the stranger stated haughtily but still kept his friendly undertone. The groper was probably already banned from several clubs and now thought of the Blackmail as his last resort. With a last snort, the guy left and, of course, returned to the bar.
Now the other approached him and, as he catched sight of him properly, oh how he would love to get ‘approached’ by him in different ways. He had dark-black hair, brown, bright eyes and a stunning smile. He wore a tight black shirt and a few silver chains adorned his slender torso and despite his slim figure, he didn’t seem weak or too skinny as you could clearly see the slight muscles that were outlined against the thin fabric. Not too much but just the way he liked it. “I hope he won’t bother you anymore. And if he does, I’ll be right on the spot.”, the taller one grinned and blinked at him charmingly. Damn, why hadn’t he been the one to grope his ass? Hiroto may have been a lot more forgiving wth him… but unfortunately, his saviour already reverted to the bar. Too bad, although that guy really did have a nice butt, he had to admit.
A content smile found his lips and he again started moving back to his friends who were waiting eagerly for their drinks. “Hiroto, what took you so long? I thought I’d die from the lack of alcohol…”, Nao immediately complained. “Stupid moron stopped me because he liked my ass a bit too much. Luckily, he was chased off by some hottie. Wouldn’t be against it if that guy tried to pick me up but he returned to the bar afterwards.”, he explained. Saga had to laugh at that: “What a pity for him… but good for me for finally getting my Sex on the Beach.” The corners of Hiroto’s mouth turned up in a smug grin at that suggestive comment: “Just wait. I’m sure I’ll find him again…” And with that, they started emptying their cocktails.
A few drinks later, Hiroto was already on the dance floor, encircled by two primped women and also one guy. Saga and Nao only watched that spectacle amused. „Oh man, he always tries to pick someone up, isn’t he…“, Nao mentioned. “Indeed… and it works. I really wonder if he has some kind of secret technique…“, Saga pondered. Why was he always so successful? That really was a mystery to him. Huge. Mystery.
Hiroto was one year younger than Saga and even two years than Nao but he outclassed both of them in the matter of, well, ‘the know-how of love’. Saga came in last in their small clique since he never had a girlfriend or boyfriend. He did make out once or twice with some girl but really, that was just some kissing. These kisses hadn’t even been very ‚passionate’. Some of these girls had tried to, err, you could say, ‘use their tongue’ in this little game but Saga successfully had prevented that. So, no, that couldn’t be considered as ‘passionate’. And yes, french kissing WOULD be ‚passionate’. And yes, he was aware of why especially Hiroto called him ‘the virgin in every way’.
“I’m sure it’s because of his show of innocence. That’s what’s making him so popular…”, Nao tried to understand Hiroto’s tricks. Saga only chuckled: „Yes, you’re right. But really, he knows how to play the innocent…“ They burst into laughter at that and, after some time, continued their previous conversation while still observing the dance floor. The Blackmail was well patronized, as always. Many different people bustled in the centre. A few couples were dancing with each other, some individuals, turning the floor into a riot, friends who were just enjoying themselves and of course, the ones that wanted to find someone to spend the night with.
The dancing skills of the various people were also diverse. Some of them just danced like they felt at the moment, others knew exactly what they were doing and displayed their abilities. Hiroto belonged to these experts while Nao was more one of the first kind as well as Saga who just seemed to be gifted in this case. He wasn’t a ‘player’ or anything but there often were several women and men that liked to watch him moving voluptuously, sometimes nestling to another dancer and at different times just having fun without a partner. He dearly loved letting his body be guided by the music, the loud, roaring bass and finally descend into his own world.
However, tonight he just wasn’t in the mood for going dancing by himself. His right side still hurt sometimes, after all. Therefore, he rather examined the people on the dancefloor while in the meantime, Nao kept talking to a short beauty with long, blonde hair. Saga didn’t really care if he wasn’t included in this conversation since by now, he had spotted an eye-catching couple. Two men that were currently trying to practically devour each other.
A tall black-haired guy was dancing with another, bit smaller man with dark-blonde hair in a very provokative way. The taller one was standing with his back to Saga while the blonde was ensnaring the other who also didn’t seem to be reluctant to him. He really would like to see the raven-haired’s face. He had to be handsome, otherwise the shorter one wouldn’t put so much effort in seducing him, wouldn’t he?
Saga raised his eyebrow as the taller one bent over to the blond. He was probably kissing him but he couldn’t see it too clearly. They continued their dance and eventually turned sidewise, giving the brunette a better view. And oh yes, they were definitely kissing and really, THAT was ‘passionate’ to him. They were heading closer to each other and Saga had absolutely no idea how that was even possible. The blonde now turned his back to the tall man, rubbing himself at the other body. He then lifted his right arm and buried his hand in ebony hair while his friend applied his attention to the delicate neck of the blonde beauty. Really, could this still be called a ‘dance’? It was more like sex on the dance floor, he thought to himself as he noticed the black-haired shoving his hand down the tight blue shirt of his graceful partner.
The student was completely taken in by this sinful sight that was presented in front of him. Although it really was somehow embarassing. Gawking at these two… but he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t take his gaze from the wicked couple. Hiroto had sat down next to him and was staring wide-eyed, too. “Argh…damnit. I wanted to have him and now…”, the petite one suddenly started to sulk disappointedly. Saga asked astonished: “What? The tall one? That was your saviour from before?“ The other just sighed: „Yes. But that blonde was faster than me…” “Hmm, yes. Looks like they’re going to be… err… busy for a while.”, he tried to paraphrase the situation but afterwards payed more attention to the dancing couple again. Hiroto’s rescuer bowed down to the other, wispering something into his ear. Hereafter, he just left the bar but not without giving the blonde a final glance and another charming grin. And at last, the brunette could see his face.
And oh. My. God. How should he have known that?! It was Shinji Amano, his dashing school doctor. “Ahhh, Hiroto! That’s Shinji!“, he suddenly exclaimed as realization hit him. Now Nao also stepped in again who had just dumped the girl from before. “What Shinji? I don’t know any ‘Shinji’.” „WHAT? You mean… your Shinji? The super-hot doctor you were drooling over?!“, Hiroto now screamed. “Oh my god, I completely understand why there is a fanclub for him! He’s. Looking. Shaaarp! Damn… why did I let him escape from me.“ Then he asked: “You think I can join the fanclub without being a student at your school?”
It took them a while to calm down again after that shocking revelation. Saga’s new school doctor was actually the hottest guy on earth who also seemed to be attracted to, well, men. Hiroto, of course, had added that the idea of having an ‘affair burning with passion’ with the school doctor was just too exciting. Saga tried to dissuade him from that although in secret, he really had to agree with him but that was something he wouldn’t admit out loud.
And putting this idea into action was another thing he wouldn’t even dare to try. Shinji seemed to more go for the model-like guys. Good-looking, beautiful, adorable, captivating and… experienced. Just like the dark-blonde the doctor had danced with. He was a pure beauty (not as Shinji himself was, of course!) Saga wouldn’t stand a chance against that guy. However, that didn’t mean that his beloved daydreaming wasn’t allowed anymore.
After another hour they parted ways and went home separately. Saga was just happy when he could finally get rid of his clothes (except his boxers) and just lie to bed. Their nights at the Blackmail were always exhausting although tonight had been even more interesting than usual. Just the thought about how tantalizing Shinji’s whole body had moved… he would have never expected his doctor to have such a fervent side. Blood rushed into his cheeks as he imagined dancing like this with the raven-haired man. And maybe he should go more often to the infirmary from now on, he reasoned for himself.
Comment:
Third chapter and Nao's and Hiroto's introduction ^^ Hope you liked it. I know the first chapters are more humorous but trust me, there will be drama and by drama I mean A LOT. XDD But first, let's continue with Saga getting to know his doctor :3 and... WHO was the dark-blonde Tora was dancing with? does Tora already have a boyfriend? Q__Q XDD Comments are loved as always <3
Author: darkfeathers84
Chapter: (3/?)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: alice nine, the GazettE
Pairings: Saga/Tora
Genre: Humor, Romance, later Drama
Warnings: malexmale, mild cursing
Disclaimers: I don’t own alice nine or the GazettE. Unfortunately.
Summary: Damn, how was he supposed to get better in an infirmary when he constantly got jelly knees there? (Saga as student with Tora as school doctor)
Comments: At the bottom.
(Chapter 01)
(Chapter 02)
Chapter 03
„Argh, Saga, I would so LOVE to meet that doctor… I mean, you’re talking about him as if he was some kind of Adonis…”, a few days later, a young man squealed in a nightclub. “What the hell?! It’s not like I’m drooling about him… I just tried to EXPLAIN how these girls from his fanclub are gossiping about him, Pon!”, Saga tried to defend himself. Now the third and last of their little group intervened: “Well, Saga, that didn’t really sound like it was just the opinion of these girls… actually it seems as if you already are a member of that fanclub yourself.” “That’s just not true! And I hoped you were on my side, Nao…”, Saga pouted feignedly.
They were in their favourite club “The Blackmail”. Nao and Hiroto were his best friends… unfortunately, the only ones at the same time. They had already known each other since childhood but had attended different schools later. He didn’t have any friends at his school which was probably also the cause for him always getting beat up because there was no one there to help him and maybe stop all this torture. Both of his two friends had tried to convince him of just reporting his tormentors. They were worried about him, after all, but so far, he hadn’t listened to their advice. Instead, he had assured them that he would do that sooner or later. Rather later than sooner. Or maybe never… but of course, that was a fact, these two would not ever learn about.
“Oh, please, Saga. Just admit that you want him all for yourself… I mean, it was about time that you fall for someone. Up until now, you weren’t interested in ANYONE… neither male nor female.”, the elder said, having no problem with Saga having a crush on a guy. Although Nao himself was actually straight but he was very open-minded, as well as the brunette. That was also probably one reason for Hiroto belonging to their little circle, too. The small blonde was bisexual and already had made his fair share of homophobic experiences in school. The tallest of them wasn’t the only one that was or had been bullied but their little chap as well. During that time, it had shown him who his true friends were: Saga and Nao. And now, they were an inseparable trio, although Saga was currently being teased by his friends. Just some childish nagging between friends.
“Tse… and you claim to be my friends. I think I really need new ones…” Saga joked. Of course, he was aware of Hiroto and Nao meaning no harm with their humorous remarks. “You wouldn’t survive without us, anyway…”, Nao grinned. “I have to agree with him on that!”, Hiroto laughed. “I’m going to get us some drinks. That’s what we are here for after all.“, the smallest of them added and, with these words, disappeared in the crowd, leaving Nao and Saga to continue their immature but playful bantering.
The slender blonde tried to fight his way through the bulk of people, his bodysize making that intention even more difficult. After a few minutes of harshly using his ellbows, he finally reached the bar, eventually ordering their usual drinks. Caipirinha for Nao, Sex on the Beach for Saga and for himself a Tequila-Sunrise. Well, and now it meant back to the others without spilling their drinks. Something he was already practiced in. As he attempted to return to his friends, however, he suddenly felt something at his butt. A hand that definitely didn’t belong there!
He cringed at that and almost dropped their drinks. Oh yes, that guy should be prepared for some trouble now, he thought to himself and spinned angrily to the culprit: “Piss off, you idiot. You certainly won’t get anybody to fuck you with some stupid groping.“, he glared. The guy seemed to be around 30 and also much too arrogant for his taste: “Come on… we both know you’d enjoy it…“ Okay. Someone wanted to have some Caipirinha in his face. Although he felt sorry for Nao about this but well, it was not like he had a choice.
However, Hiroto couldn’t put his plan into action as that nasty jerk was already pushed back by someone else. “Now, now… we don’t want to get in any fights, don’t we? I suggest you keep your hands off him and let him go where he wanted to go. Some ban on entering the house wouldn’t be too nice for you. I am pretty familiar with some of the bouncers here, you know…”, the stranger stated haughtily but still kept his friendly undertone. The groper was probably already banned from several clubs and now thought of the Blackmail as his last resort. With a last snort, the guy left and, of course, returned to the bar.
Now the other approached him and, as he catched sight of him properly, oh how he would love to get ‘approached’ by him in different ways. He had dark-black hair, brown, bright eyes and a stunning smile. He wore a tight black shirt and a few silver chains adorned his slender torso and despite his slim figure, he didn’t seem weak or too skinny as you could clearly see the slight muscles that were outlined against the thin fabric. Not too much but just the way he liked it. “I hope he won’t bother you anymore. And if he does, I’ll be right on the spot.”, the taller one grinned and blinked at him charmingly. Damn, why hadn’t he been the one to grope his ass? Hiroto may have been a lot more forgiving wth him… but unfortunately, his saviour already reverted to the bar. Too bad, although that guy really did have a nice butt, he had to admit.
A content smile found his lips and he again started moving back to his friends who were waiting eagerly for their drinks. “Hiroto, what took you so long? I thought I’d die from the lack of alcohol…”, Nao immediately complained. “Stupid moron stopped me because he liked my ass a bit too much. Luckily, he was chased off by some hottie. Wouldn’t be against it if that guy tried to pick me up but he returned to the bar afterwards.”, he explained. Saga had to laugh at that: “What a pity for him… but good for me for finally getting my Sex on the Beach.” The corners of Hiroto’s mouth turned up in a smug grin at that suggestive comment: “Just wait. I’m sure I’ll find him again…” And with that, they started emptying their cocktails.
A few drinks later, Hiroto was already on the dance floor, encircled by two primped women and also one guy. Saga and Nao only watched that spectacle amused. „Oh man, he always tries to pick someone up, isn’t he…“, Nao mentioned. “Indeed… and it works. I really wonder if he has some kind of secret technique…“, Saga pondered. Why was he always so successful? That really was a mystery to him. Huge. Mystery.
Hiroto was one year younger than Saga and even two years than Nao but he outclassed both of them in the matter of, well, ‘the know-how of love’. Saga came in last in their small clique since he never had a girlfriend or boyfriend. He did make out once or twice with some girl but really, that was just some kissing. These kisses hadn’t even been very ‚passionate’. Some of these girls had tried to, err, you could say, ‘use their tongue’ in this little game but Saga successfully had prevented that. So, no, that couldn’t be considered as ‘passionate’. And yes, french kissing WOULD be ‚passionate’. And yes, he was aware of why especially Hiroto called him ‘the virgin in every way’.
“I’m sure it’s because of his show of innocence. That’s what’s making him so popular…”, Nao tried to understand Hiroto’s tricks. Saga only chuckled: „Yes, you’re right. But really, he knows how to play the innocent…“ They burst into laughter at that and, after some time, continued their previous conversation while still observing the dance floor. The Blackmail was well patronized, as always. Many different people bustled in the centre. A few couples were dancing with each other, some individuals, turning the floor into a riot, friends who were just enjoying themselves and of course, the ones that wanted to find someone to spend the night with.
The dancing skills of the various people were also diverse. Some of them just danced like they felt at the moment, others knew exactly what they were doing and displayed their abilities. Hiroto belonged to these experts while Nao was more one of the first kind as well as Saga who just seemed to be gifted in this case. He wasn’t a ‘player’ or anything but there often were several women and men that liked to watch him moving voluptuously, sometimes nestling to another dancer and at different times just having fun without a partner. He dearly loved letting his body be guided by the music, the loud, roaring bass and finally descend into his own world.
However, tonight he just wasn’t in the mood for going dancing by himself. His right side still hurt sometimes, after all. Therefore, he rather examined the people on the dancefloor while in the meantime, Nao kept talking to a short beauty with long, blonde hair. Saga didn’t really care if he wasn’t included in this conversation since by now, he had spotted an eye-catching couple. Two men that were currently trying to practically devour each other.
A tall black-haired guy was dancing with another, bit smaller man with dark-blonde hair in a very provokative way. The taller one was standing with his back to Saga while the blonde was ensnaring the other who also didn’t seem to be reluctant to him. He really would like to see the raven-haired’s face. He had to be handsome, otherwise the shorter one wouldn’t put so much effort in seducing him, wouldn’t he?
Saga raised his eyebrow as the taller one bent over to the blond. He was probably kissing him but he couldn’t see it too clearly. They continued their dance and eventually turned sidewise, giving the brunette a better view. And oh yes, they were definitely kissing and really, THAT was ‘passionate’ to him. They were heading closer to each other and Saga had absolutely no idea how that was even possible. The blonde now turned his back to the tall man, rubbing himself at the other body. He then lifted his right arm and buried his hand in ebony hair while his friend applied his attention to the delicate neck of the blonde beauty. Really, could this still be called a ‘dance’? It was more like sex on the dance floor, he thought to himself as he noticed the black-haired shoving his hand down the tight blue shirt of his graceful partner.
The student was completely taken in by this sinful sight that was presented in front of him. Although it really was somehow embarassing. Gawking at these two… but he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t take his gaze from the wicked couple. Hiroto had sat down next to him and was staring wide-eyed, too. “Argh…damnit. I wanted to have him and now…”, the petite one suddenly started to sulk disappointedly. Saga asked astonished: “What? The tall one? That was your saviour from before?“ The other just sighed: „Yes. But that blonde was faster than me…” “Hmm, yes. Looks like they’re going to be… err… busy for a while.”, he tried to paraphrase the situation but afterwards payed more attention to the dancing couple again. Hiroto’s rescuer bowed down to the other, wispering something into his ear. Hereafter, he just left the bar but not without giving the blonde a final glance and another charming grin. And at last, the brunette could see his face.
And oh. My. God. How should he have known that?! It was Shinji Amano, his dashing school doctor. “Ahhh, Hiroto! That’s Shinji!“, he suddenly exclaimed as realization hit him. Now Nao also stepped in again who had just dumped the girl from before. “What Shinji? I don’t know any ‘Shinji’.” „WHAT? You mean… your Shinji? The super-hot doctor you were drooling over?!“, Hiroto now screamed. “Oh my god, I completely understand why there is a fanclub for him! He’s. Looking. Shaaarp! Damn… why did I let him escape from me.“ Then he asked: “You think I can join the fanclub without being a student at your school?”
It took them a while to calm down again after that shocking revelation. Saga’s new school doctor was actually the hottest guy on earth who also seemed to be attracted to, well, men. Hiroto, of course, had added that the idea of having an ‘affair burning with passion’ with the school doctor was just too exciting. Saga tried to dissuade him from that although in secret, he really had to agree with him but that was something he wouldn’t admit out loud.
And putting this idea into action was another thing he wouldn’t even dare to try. Shinji seemed to more go for the model-like guys. Good-looking, beautiful, adorable, captivating and… experienced. Just like the dark-blonde the doctor had danced with. He was a pure beauty (not as Shinji himself was, of course!) Saga wouldn’t stand a chance against that guy. However, that didn’t mean that his beloved daydreaming wasn’t allowed anymore.
After another hour they parted ways and went home separately. Saga was just happy when he could finally get rid of his clothes (except his boxers) and just lie to bed. Their nights at the Blackmail were always exhausting although tonight had been even more interesting than usual. Just the thought about how tantalizing Shinji’s whole body had moved… he would have never expected his doctor to have such a fervent side. Blood rushed into his cheeks as he imagined dancing like this with the raven-haired man. And maybe he should go more often to the infirmary from now on, he reasoned for himself.
Comment:
Third chapter and Nao's and Hiroto's introduction ^^ Hope you liked it. I know the first chapters are more humorous but trust me, there will be drama and by drama I mean A LOT. XDD But first, let's continue with Saga getting to know his doctor :3 and... WHO was the dark-blonde Tora was dancing with? does Tora already have a boyfriend? Q__Q XDD Comments are loved as always <3