Different (4/?), Saga/Tora
Title: Different
Author: darkfeathers84
Chapter: (4/?)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: alice nine, the GazettE
Pairings: Saga/Tora, later more
Genre: Humor, Romance, later Drama
Warnings: malexmale
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)
Chapter 04
„Mhm...“, he mumbled quietly as he heard the piercing sound of his alarm clock. Why now, of all times? He had been dreaming so wonderfully. Too bad it was only a dream. It had seemed so real. He could almost feel Shinji's hands fondling his body and the silky-soft lips that had caressed his own pair... and at just that moment when his hands wanted to move lower, he woke up. What the... he truly wished that he could have slept a bit longer.
But as he realized his current situation, he suddenly sat up. Argh, he shouldn't have done that as his neck gave a loud crackling. That. Hurt. But that was not important. Had he REALLY just dreamt about his school doctor? This couldn't be happening... and he even thought the dream had been nice, somehow. His blood immediately shot into his cheeks as he stood up like a scalded cat.
And oh god. He needed a cold shower. An icecold shower. Now. He snagged himself fresh clothes and immediately stormed to the bathroom, ignoring his dog Chiko who was greeting him happily. He quickly put his plan into action and, once he had pulled off his boxers and prepared a clean towel, got into the shower. Okay, Saga. Just close your eyes and don't think about the coldness, he reasoned to himself as he turned the heat down and let the water finally pour down on him. His scream, as the wet iciness hit his body, was surely audible in the whole house. Yep, the water really was icecold but at least, his blood was now circulating through his whole body and not just in particular, well, 'regions' like it had before.
However, this treatment didn't do well on his still aching neck as he sensed his muscles tightening even more. Nevertheless, that shower had been necessary. He sighed and began washing his body, shampooing his hair. After cleaning himself from the foam, he went out of the cabin and finally dried his body with a towel. „Everything alright, Taka-kun? I heard you screaming...“, a knock on the door came to his ears. „Yes, mum... I just forgot to turn the heating up.“, a somehow petty excuse as he started blowing his hair dry.
Finally dressed and with slight make-up on his face, he left the bathroom after another few minutes. „Here's your bento, Taka. Have fun in school today“, his mother smiled when she saw him in the hallway, giving him his lunch. He never had breakfast in the mornings, she had understood that by now. „Thanks, mum, you're the best.“ he told her and gave her a peck on the cheek. „I'll go now...“, he called and picked up his bag. He crawled his dog a last time (fortunately, his mother took Chiko for a walk this morning, so he didn't have to do that) and left the house, starting his way to school or rather to the bus that would take him there.
'Have fun' she had said. He doubted that he would have a 'funny' day in school. The others would probably ambush him again. His parents didn't know anything about this matter. After all these years, he knew exactly how to hide the bruises. Hmm... he COULD go to Shinji if they'd plan to torture him again but after that wonderful but embarrassing dream, he actually had no idea if he would be able to look him in the eyes, no matter how beautiful they were. Ahhh, Saga, stop drooling about him. He isn't THAT great, after all. As are his bright eyes and his dashing smile. Drop it, Saga! His not-bright eyes and not-dashing smile. Right.
Class was tiring, as always. He was sitting boredly on his chair and kept playing with his pencil. His daily occupation. Beside getting beat up, of course. He raised an eyebrow as a small scrap of paper flew past him. These. Idiots. Couldn't they just leave him alone?, he asked himself and turned his head to the culprit to send him the most murderous gaze he was able to give. Damn... not good. His neck was still aching and that little head-turn didn't feel too well. So it meant, keep staring to the front and hope they would spare him for a change.
Miraculously, his prayers were answered. Ah, then he at least had a good reason to NOT visit Shinji. He still didn't know how he could ever meet him again without being speechless with shame or something similar. However... the other didn't know anything about his dream. And well, his neck DID hurt... if he could pull himself together then maybe, the doctor wouldn't suspect anything. He just had to behave normal and wait until the elder had reset that dislocated joint that was tormenting him. That idea, he was convinced, was actually pretty good, or at least he thought so and with this, he started his way to the infirmary.
When he arrived there, he knocked at the door, polite as he was. The brunette waited for an answer but oddly, didn't get one. Weird. He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. Where was Shinji? That lazy...! Was he skiving off work? Then again, there probably wasn't that much work for him when the infirmary was empty. He stepped into the room and looked around, shutting the door behind him. Hmm... why was that curtain closed? Usually, the curtains of the three beds were open as long as no one was lying there.
He strided forward to the curtain, raised his hand and finally pulled it open. He almost jumped in shock as he suddenly saw Shinji, prone in the bed. „What the hell?“, it escaped him baffled. He raised an eyebrow as the dark-haired didn't show any reaction. Was he... sleeping? He bent down a little, gazing at the young doctor. He really seemed tired. Who knew what he had been doing, after he left the Blackmail... Hmm. His neck had to wait now, the chance of watching the other sleep was just too tempting. So he pulled the chair next to the bed and sat down.
Somehow, he was envious of him, he had to admit as he kept staring at the elder man. He could have anyone he wanted, he was sure of it. Man or woman. His face was flawless, a bit longer and also pointier than most people's, as well as his cheekbones were also more pronounced. His nose was slightly curved on the tip which actually did his beauty no harm. If anything, his nose fit just perfectly fine into his whole appearance. His skin looked soft as velvet and Saga could imagine that some girls would kill for that skin.
Shinji wore light make-up, just like Saga did. At least, he wasn't the only male being that used make-up. On the raven-haired, however, it didn't make him more 'feminine' or anything. The black glasses were flattering his face. Apropos... glasses. Why did he wear glasses while sleeping? The brunette glanced at him sceptically. He wasn't wearing his white coat, after all. Maybe he should take the glasses of, so Shinji didn't break them in case of he would suddenly turn. Thought and done. He carefully grasped the rim of the glasses and slowly took it, always cautious and trying to not wake the taller one.
When he was sleeping, he didn't seem at all to have this wicked side Saga had learned of yesterday at the club. Err, of course, he was still too attracting for his own good but now, he appeared to be more peaceful, even innocent, almost like an angel. Too cute. Now he could actually understand why that fanclub was called 'the Shinji - Kawaii - Amano-Club'. He finally placed the glasses down on the desk and then continued his observations.
That guy... why did he have that long lashes? Shouldn't only girls have them? It didn't bother him, really, these long lashes just made his eyes even more beautiful, after all. Hmm, and these deliciously curved lips... how much he wished he could taste them just once. Damn, that man was the impersonation of sin. No, not sin, he was the devil himself, trying to seduce him and stealing his soul afterwards. Now, stop the rhapsodies, Saga, AND the weird fantasies.
As his neck made itself felt again, he carefully poked the young doctor. It was time to wake up now. He poked a little harder as he still didn't get the wanted reaction. Shinji's eyelids began to flicker and after another few seconds, he finally opened his eyes. „Hmm? What the...“, he mumbled sleepily as he caught sight of Saga. „Saga-kun? What... what are you doing here?“, he asked, still confused, and raised himself, putting his glasses on again. He probably thought he had took them off himself before gave in to the fatigue. Apparently, he was almost blind without his glasses but he had recognized Saga without them, at least.
„No! Did they beat you up again? Oh god, I'm so sorry but I've been so tired... you should have woke me up, then I could have-“ He paused, likely because he realized that Saga was unharmed. The brunette had to smirk a bit but answered Shinji as he was looking at him in that adorable...err puzzled way: „No, no... nothing happened. I just sprained my neck or something and I assumed that you could, err, un-sprain it. Leastwise, it FEELS as if something wasn't right... or an ointment would also be of great help for me!“, he smiled, „but as I saw you sleeping here, I thought I should let you take your well-deserved rest.“
Now the doctor finally seemed to understand and his confusion was eventually disappearing: „Ah, okay... haha, sorry. But it's good that they didn't hurt you today...“, he said and returned Saga's smile. Hmm... couldn't that guy just smile normally? For example, not-gorgeous. Presumably not. He again felt his knees going all jelly and now it was his turn, to take a seat on the bed.
„So... your neck's blistering? Let me see...“, the elder spoke and stepped behind Saga. He layed his hands on his shoulders and slowly began frisking his neck. „Hmm... there's nothing dislocated. I suppose, you're just too tensed, I mean, your shoulders are hard as stone...“, he talked but more to himself. „But you see, if I rub this place a bit firmer, then...“, he continued and pressed a spot beneath Sagas neck. A gasp escaped the lips of the smaller one and he, surprised as he was, quickly put his hand on his mouth, blood rushing into his cheeks. God, how embarrassing...
But whatever Shinji had done to him that moment, it had felt too damn good. „Haha, you don't have to be ashamed. I mean, I am not a masseur or anything but as a doctor, you also learn about a few spots where you can loosen up tension.“, he laughed quietly and slowly began massaging Saga's neck and shoulders which didn't really help the younger one to get rid of the redness in his face. He only nodded and then tried to concentrate on NOT making any more awkward noises. What the hell did he just get himself into? He had been sure about getting an ointment or something and now he was sitting here, getting a massage. That was too absurd, wasn't it?
„Relax... this is nothing to be trifled with, although a dislocated joint really would have been worse...“, the raven-haired smiled and proceeded with the massage, unstiffening Saga's shoulders and easening the tension along his neck. The brunette tried to relax as the taller one had advised him and he realized his neck feeling better and better. Damn, that was the massage of his life. Shinji's hands were doing magic on muscles he didn't even know about until this moment.
God, if Hiroto would hear about this, he would freak out and probably get all touchy. He had seen the tall doctor first, after all. Saga grinned at the thought of a pouting Hiroto and, preoccupied in thoughts, he even overheard his sighs. „Haven't slept well tonight, have you?“, the raven-haired suddenly whispered into his ear whereupon Saga nearly jumped to his feet. That stupid.... doctor! He knew EXACTLY what effect he had on other people and he fucking USED it for his advantage! He inwardly cursed at the older man as he heard the dark-haired man's deep voice so close to his ear, only gave a nod as an answer.
„So... that was it.“, the doctor finished his benefaction. When the bell rang, he added: „Ah, perfect timing, break is over. You should go back to class... we don't want you to get any problems, right?“ He smiled and patted his back. The smaller one nodded approvingly: „Yes, I'll go now... and thank you for... that massage. Really, my neck is fine again.“, Saga quickly thanked the other, a blush still adorning his cheeks, and then swiftly bolted out the room, rushing back to the classroom.
Comment:
Sorry guys, I kept you waiting this time >_< I'm having my exams at the moment so I haven't been able to come online... the tests will be over soon, so don't worry ^^ but now you have it, the 4th chapter. Saga and Tora are getting closerrrr <3 I hope you liked it. Comments are appreciated as always, so, see you next chapter :3
Author: darkfeathers84
Chapter: (4/?)
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: alice nine, the GazettE
Pairings: Saga/Tora, later more
Genre: Humor, Romance, later Drama
Warnings: malexmale
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)
Chapter 04
„Mhm...“, he mumbled quietly as he heard the piercing sound of his alarm clock. Why now, of all times? He had been dreaming so wonderfully. Too bad it was only a dream. It had seemed so real. He could almost feel Shinji's hands fondling his body and the silky-soft lips that had caressed his own pair... and at just that moment when his hands wanted to move lower, he woke up. What the... he truly wished that he could have slept a bit longer.
But as he realized his current situation, he suddenly sat up. Argh, he shouldn't have done that as his neck gave a loud crackling. That. Hurt. But that was not important. Had he REALLY just dreamt about his school doctor? This couldn't be happening... and he even thought the dream had been nice, somehow. His blood immediately shot into his cheeks as he stood up like a scalded cat.
And oh god. He needed a cold shower. An icecold shower. Now. He snagged himself fresh clothes and immediately stormed to the bathroom, ignoring his dog Chiko who was greeting him happily. He quickly put his plan into action and, once he had pulled off his boxers and prepared a clean towel, got into the shower. Okay, Saga. Just close your eyes and don't think about the coldness, he reasoned to himself as he turned the heat down and let the water finally pour down on him. His scream, as the wet iciness hit his body, was surely audible in the whole house. Yep, the water really was icecold but at least, his blood was now circulating through his whole body and not just in particular, well, 'regions' like it had before.
However, this treatment didn't do well on his still aching neck as he sensed his muscles tightening even more. Nevertheless, that shower had been necessary. He sighed and began washing his body, shampooing his hair. After cleaning himself from the foam, he went out of the cabin and finally dried his body with a towel. „Everything alright, Taka-kun? I heard you screaming...“, a knock on the door came to his ears. „Yes, mum... I just forgot to turn the heating up.“, a somehow petty excuse as he started blowing his hair dry.
Finally dressed and with slight make-up on his face, he left the bathroom after another few minutes. „Here's your bento, Taka. Have fun in school today“, his mother smiled when she saw him in the hallway, giving him his lunch. He never had breakfast in the mornings, she had understood that by now. „Thanks, mum, you're the best.“ he told her and gave her a peck on the cheek. „I'll go now...“, he called and picked up his bag. He crawled his dog a last time (fortunately, his mother took Chiko for a walk this morning, so he didn't have to do that) and left the house, starting his way to school or rather to the bus that would take him there.
'Have fun' she had said. He doubted that he would have a 'funny' day in school. The others would probably ambush him again. His parents didn't know anything about this matter. After all these years, he knew exactly how to hide the bruises. Hmm... he COULD go to Shinji if they'd plan to torture him again but after that wonderful but embarrassing dream, he actually had no idea if he would be able to look him in the eyes, no matter how beautiful they were. Ahhh, Saga, stop drooling about him. He isn't THAT great, after all. As are his bright eyes and his dashing smile. Drop it, Saga! His not-bright eyes and not-dashing smile. Right.
Class was tiring, as always. He was sitting boredly on his chair and kept playing with his pencil. His daily occupation. Beside getting beat up, of course. He raised an eyebrow as a small scrap of paper flew past him. These. Idiots. Couldn't they just leave him alone?, he asked himself and turned his head to the culprit to send him the most murderous gaze he was able to give. Damn... not good. His neck was still aching and that little head-turn didn't feel too well. So it meant, keep staring to the front and hope they would spare him for a change.
Miraculously, his prayers were answered. Ah, then he at least had a good reason to NOT visit Shinji. He still didn't know how he could ever meet him again without being speechless with shame or something similar. However... the other didn't know anything about his dream. And well, his neck DID hurt... if he could pull himself together then maybe, the doctor wouldn't suspect anything. He just had to behave normal and wait until the elder had reset that dislocated joint that was tormenting him. That idea, he was convinced, was actually pretty good, or at least he thought so and with this, he started his way to the infirmary.
When he arrived there, he knocked at the door, polite as he was. The brunette waited for an answer but oddly, didn't get one. Weird. He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. Where was Shinji? That lazy...! Was he skiving off work? Then again, there probably wasn't that much work for him when the infirmary was empty. He stepped into the room and looked around, shutting the door behind him. Hmm... why was that curtain closed? Usually, the curtains of the three beds were open as long as no one was lying there.
He strided forward to the curtain, raised his hand and finally pulled it open. He almost jumped in shock as he suddenly saw Shinji, prone in the bed. „What the hell?“, it escaped him baffled. He raised an eyebrow as the dark-haired didn't show any reaction. Was he... sleeping? He bent down a little, gazing at the young doctor. He really seemed tired. Who knew what he had been doing, after he left the Blackmail... Hmm. His neck had to wait now, the chance of watching the other sleep was just too tempting. So he pulled the chair next to the bed and sat down.
Somehow, he was envious of him, he had to admit as he kept staring at the elder man. He could have anyone he wanted, he was sure of it. Man or woman. His face was flawless, a bit longer and also pointier than most people's, as well as his cheekbones were also more pronounced. His nose was slightly curved on the tip which actually did his beauty no harm. If anything, his nose fit just perfectly fine into his whole appearance. His skin looked soft as velvet and Saga could imagine that some girls would kill for that skin.
Shinji wore light make-up, just like Saga did. At least, he wasn't the only male being that used make-up. On the raven-haired, however, it didn't make him more 'feminine' or anything. The black glasses were flattering his face. Apropos... glasses. Why did he wear glasses while sleeping? The brunette glanced at him sceptically. He wasn't wearing his white coat, after all. Maybe he should take the glasses of, so Shinji didn't break them in case of he would suddenly turn. Thought and done. He carefully grasped the rim of the glasses and slowly took it, always cautious and trying to not wake the taller one.
When he was sleeping, he didn't seem at all to have this wicked side Saga had learned of yesterday at the club. Err, of course, he was still too attracting for his own good but now, he appeared to be more peaceful, even innocent, almost like an angel. Too cute. Now he could actually understand why that fanclub was called 'the Shinji - Kawaii - Amano-Club'. He finally placed the glasses down on the desk and then continued his observations.
That guy... why did he have that long lashes? Shouldn't only girls have them? It didn't bother him, really, these long lashes just made his eyes even more beautiful, after all. Hmm, and these deliciously curved lips... how much he wished he could taste them just once. Damn, that man was the impersonation of sin. No, not sin, he was the devil himself, trying to seduce him and stealing his soul afterwards. Now, stop the rhapsodies, Saga, AND the weird fantasies.
As his neck made itself felt again, he carefully poked the young doctor. It was time to wake up now. He poked a little harder as he still didn't get the wanted reaction. Shinji's eyelids began to flicker and after another few seconds, he finally opened his eyes. „Hmm? What the...“, he mumbled sleepily as he caught sight of Saga. „Saga-kun? What... what are you doing here?“, he asked, still confused, and raised himself, putting his glasses on again. He probably thought he had took them off himself before gave in to the fatigue. Apparently, he was almost blind without his glasses but he had recognized Saga without them, at least.
„No! Did they beat you up again? Oh god, I'm so sorry but I've been so tired... you should have woke me up, then I could have-“ He paused, likely because he realized that Saga was unharmed. The brunette had to smirk a bit but answered Shinji as he was looking at him in that adorable...err puzzled way: „No, no... nothing happened. I just sprained my neck or something and I assumed that you could, err, un-sprain it. Leastwise, it FEELS as if something wasn't right... or an ointment would also be of great help for me!“, he smiled, „but as I saw you sleeping here, I thought I should let you take your well-deserved rest.“
Now the doctor finally seemed to understand and his confusion was eventually disappearing: „Ah, okay... haha, sorry. But it's good that they didn't hurt you today...“, he said and returned Saga's smile. Hmm... couldn't that guy just smile normally? For example, not-gorgeous. Presumably not. He again felt his knees going all jelly and now it was his turn, to take a seat on the bed.
„So... your neck's blistering? Let me see...“, the elder spoke and stepped behind Saga. He layed his hands on his shoulders and slowly began frisking his neck. „Hmm... there's nothing dislocated. I suppose, you're just too tensed, I mean, your shoulders are hard as stone...“, he talked but more to himself. „But you see, if I rub this place a bit firmer, then...“, he continued and pressed a spot beneath Sagas neck. A gasp escaped the lips of the smaller one and he, surprised as he was, quickly put his hand on his mouth, blood rushing into his cheeks. God, how embarrassing...
But whatever Shinji had done to him that moment, it had felt too damn good. „Haha, you don't have to be ashamed. I mean, I am not a masseur or anything but as a doctor, you also learn about a few spots where you can loosen up tension.“, he laughed quietly and slowly began massaging Saga's neck and shoulders which didn't really help the younger one to get rid of the redness in his face. He only nodded and then tried to concentrate on NOT making any more awkward noises. What the hell did he just get himself into? He had been sure about getting an ointment or something and now he was sitting here, getting a massage. That was too absurd, wasn't it?
„Relax... this is nothing to be trifled with, although a dislocated joint really would have been worse...“, the raven-haired smiled and proceeded with the massage, unstiffening Saga's shoulders and easening the tension along his neck. The brunette tried to relax as the taller one had advised him and he realized his neck feeling better and better. Damn, that was the massage of his life. Shinji's hands were doing magic on muscles he didn't even know about until this moment.
God, if Hiroto would hear about this, he would freak out and probably get all touchy. He had seen the tall doctor first, after all. Saga grinned at the thought of a pouting Hiroto and, preoccupied in thoughts, he even overheard his sighs. „Haven't slept well tonight, have you?“, the raven-haired suddenly whispered into his ear whereupon Saga nearly jumped to his feet. That stupid.... doctor! He knew EXACTLY what effect he had on other people and he fucking USED it for his advantage! He inwardly cursed at the older man as he heard the dark-haired man's deep voice so close to his ear, only gave a nod as an answer.
„So... that was it.“, the doctor finished his benefaction. When the bell rang, he added: „Ah, perfect timing, break is over. You should go back to class... we don't want you to get any problems, right?“ He smiled and patted his back. The smaller one nodded approvingly: „Yes, I'll go now... and thank you for... that massage. Really, my neck is fine again.“, Saga quickly thanked the other, a blush still adorning his cheeks, and then swiftly bolted out the room, rushing back to the classroom.
Comment:
Sorry guys, I kept you waiting this time >_< I'm having my exams at the moment so I haven't been able to come online... the tests will be over soon, so don't worry ^^ but now you have it, the 4th chapter. Saga and Tora are getting closerrrr <3 I hope you liked it. Comments are appreciated as always, so, see you next chapter :3