FIC
Title: Beautiful Imperfection
Chapter: 3/??
Rating: NC-17 overall
Disclaimer: I do not own Dir en grey.
Summary: To the leader of Dir en grey, their bassist always gets under his skin. He finally puts aside his pride to find out why.
A/N: Wooo, finally updated this fic. I have to alternate, no da. Anywho, enjoy this chapter.
PREVIOUSLY
Chapter Prologue and One
Chapter Two
“I thiiinkk we should pose Shin chan with a bunch of fuzzy Chihuahuas. He should be wearing a frilly pink dress too~.” Yes it was official, Die was toasted. I laughed and shook my head. Shinya was glaring daggers at the smashed redhead.
“I think we should make a giant booze bottle and put Die in it. Beer is his soul,” Shinya retorted icily.
“Hell yeah, can I have booze in it? It can be a swimming pool!” Die chugged his beer with gusto, his eyes shiny. Shinya sighed and rolled his eyes.
Honestly, the evening had started out serious. I was smart enough to bring a pen and a notepad so I could write ideas down. Before the booze came around, I had a pretty long list under everyone’s name, except mine. It really is kind of sad. I really don’t know what my soul looks like. All I can think of is me in a suit yelling at the band or lying naked in bed. The lying naked part was a bit to pornographic. We were all doing pictures with our instruments, or microphone in Kyo’s case, but that was obvious. We were all connected to our art. But the whole idea was about connecting to our souls.
“Kaoru doesn’t have a damn thing under his name,” Kyo’s voice brought me back to attention. He was looking down at the notepad, his eyebrows raised curiously.
“I will,” I looked down at my drink, trying to look casual.
I heard Die break into another fit of drunken laughter over something. It was joined a second later by Toshiya’s giggles. I felt a headache coming on.
“Mosssssshiiiii Mossshiiiiiii~” Die gulped into his cell phone. I raised my head. I did not even hear it ring.
“Hai~. I am home as soon as a cab gets here. I want to cuddle with you too. (Pause) Aishiteru Sumire…” Die clumsily flipped his phone shut and looked at us.
“Oi, his woman called and beckoned him home,” Kyo smirked as he drew a cigarette out of his pack.
“You are just jealous. Sumire is awesome. Just wait until you meet her…” Die declared, standing up very unsteadily. He started to walk zig zag to the door. I groaned and stood up, too.
“You guys just sit here. I will baby-sit Die while he is waiting for the cab.” I followed my best friend out the door. It must be nice to have someone to go home to.
--POV Change--
Kyo watched Kaoru’s retreating back casually. He knew the man was having some issues but knew if he asked his head would be bitten off. Kyo was pretty sure it had to do with their bassist. Kyo also strongly suspected that Toshiya might have a thing for their leader Sama.
Kyo knew all about having a ‘thing’ for someone. That ‘thing’ was sitting next to him in a burgundy silk skirt with a matching tank top. Of course, it was more than that to Kyo. He was in love with Shinya. Shinya was the star of his dreams at night and his reason for going through life each day. Shinya was the one he called on those nights that life seemed almost unbearable.
Kyo twirled the ice around in his glass absently to distract himself. Sometimes he felt being around Shinya was too much. Kyo was afraid of breaking. He wanted Shinya as much as he loved him. He never wanted to hurt Shinya or scare him away.
“Kyo-kun? Are you alright?” Shinya’s voice was next to his ear. Kyo jumped, nearly spilling his drink. Shinya only smiled at him gently.
“Gomen, Shin chan, I was zoning out.” Kyo said, feeling really lame about his excuse.
“Don’t zone out and never come back, Kyo Kun. I was telling Toshiya that I had to leave. I have some things to do at home. So I will you tomorrow at practice.” Shinya gave his polite little bow and headed towards the door. Kyo felt Toshiya punch him hard on the arm.
“Walk him home, baka warumono…” Toshiya gave Kyo a piercing look. Kyo stared back fiercely, as if Toshiya had peeked into his diary. Toshiya met his gaze evenly. Kyo finally stood up and followed the path that Shinya had taken. He caught up with the beautiful male in the lobby area.
“Shin, you should not walk alone in Tokyo. I can walk with you.” Kyo managed to breathe as he put his idea on table.
Shinya looked at him oddly. “I was a little nervous about it. Some guy might try to hit on me. Thanks Kyo.”
The two walked out into the night, feeling comfortable with being silent with each other. (There will be goods, later. This is a KxT fic ^^_^^)
XXX
When I walked back to our table I was uncomfortable. Toshiya was the only one left sitting there. He threw a smile my way as I sat back down.
“It’s quiet now without Die here to laugh like a horse,” I hurled out my bad attempt at conversation.
“Are you that disgusted to be alone with me?” Toshiya’s asked, very direct. I blushed heatedly. I’m not sure even I could rip that question out.
“I just do not know what to say. I am rarely alone with you.”
“That is your own choice.”
I felt frustration boiling in me again. “Damn it Toshimasa, what the fuck do you want from me?!” I knew I yelled, but no one heard except Toshiya. I was glad bars were noisy.
Toshiya rose up from his chair so quickly that it skidded a few feet behind him. I watched him coolly, expecting him to storm out. Instead, he marched over to my chair steadily. He slung one leg over mine and sat down. He was straddling me! I was about to protest when he grabbed the back of my head and forced his lips against mine. Not only that, he grinded his panty covered crotch into mine. I gasped harshly into his lips. I was kissing him back before I thought. Our lips kneaded together demandingly. I could feel how hard he was; I was even erect. He pushed against me again sending an electric tingle through my whole body. He swiped his tongue against my lips before pulling back. I gaped when I realized where my hands were. They were under his skirt and caressing his thighs.
His eyes were heated, desire and lust creating a dark flame of his irises. I was struck dumb. I should yell and scream at him. I was the leader of Dir en grey and I would not make out with our bassist. I could not stand his personality or the things that he did. Then why did I have a fucking hard on? Why did my whole body crave him? I wanted to reach for him again to press our bodies together.
He smirked, but it was devoid of teasing. “Sweet dreams, Leader Sama. I know mine will be better.”
He left without another word. I really needed to get to the bottom of this. Was he just playing with me or was there something more? It could be just payback but he had stopped. He was trying to make a point.
Damn it, I could play Leader Sama and Sherlock Holmes tomorrow. Right now I needed my right hand and a shower.
I hope I don’t think about Totchi, I mean Toshiya when I am in there.
Chapter: 3/??
Rating: NC-17 overall
Disclaimer: I do not own Dir en grey.
Summary: To the leader of Dir en grey, their bassist always gets under his skin. He finally puts aside his pride to find out why.
A/N: Wooo, finally updated this fic. I have to alternate, no da. Anywho, enjoy this chapter.
PREVIOUSLY
Chapter Prologue and One
Chapter Two
“I thiiinkk we should pose Shin chan with a bunch of fuzzy Chihuahuas. He should be wearing a frilly pink dress too~.” Yes it was official, Die was toasted. I laughed and shook my head. Shinya was glaring daggers at the smashed redhead.
“I think we should make a giant booze bottle and put Die in it. Beer is his soul,” Shinya retorted icily.
“Hell yeah, can I have booze in it? It can be a swimming pool!” Die chugged his beer with gusto, his eyes shiny. Shinya sighed and rolled his eyes.
Honestly, the evening had started out serious. I was smart enough to bring a pen and a notepad so I could write ideas down. Before the booze came around, I had a pretty long list under everyone’s name, except mine. It really is kind of sad. I really don’t know what my soul looks like. All I can think of is me in a suit yelling at the band or lying naked in bed. The lying naked part was a bit to pornographic. We were all doing pictures with our instruments, or microphone in Kyo’s case, but that was obvious. We were all connected to our art. But the whole idea was about connecting to our souls.
“Kaoru doesn’t have a damn thing under his name,” Kyo’s voice brought me back to attention. He was looking down at the notepad, his eyebrows raised curiously.
“I will,” I looked down at my drink, trying to look casual.
I heard Die break into another fit of drunken laughter over something. It was joined a second later by Toshiya’s giggles. I felt a headache coming on.
“Mosssssshiiiii Mossshiiiiiii~” Die gulped into his cell phone. I raised my head. I did not even hear it ring.
“Hai~. I am home as soon as a cab gets here. I want to cuddle with you too. (Pause) Aishiteru Sumire…” Die clumsily flipped his phone shut and looked at us.
“Oi, his woman called and beckoned him home,” Kyo smirked as he drew a cigarette out of his pack.
“You are just jealous. Sumire is awesome. Just wait until you meet her…” Die declared, standing up very unsteadily. He started to walk zig zag to the door. I groaned and stood up, too.
“You guys just sit here. I will baby-sit Die while he is waiting for the cab.” I followed my best friend out the door. It must be nice to have someone to go home to.
--POV Change--
Kyo watched Kaoru’s retreating back casually. He knew the man was having some issues but knew if he asked his head would be bitten off. Kyo was pretty sure it had to do with their bassist. Kyo also strongly suspected that Toshiya might have a thing for their leader Sama.
Kyo knew all about having a ‘thing’ for someone. That ‘thing’ was sitting next to him in a burgundy silk skirt with a matching tank top. Of course, it was more than that to Kyo. He was in love with Shinya. Shinya was the star of his dreams at night and his reason for going through life each day. Shinya was the one he called on those nights that life seemed almost unbearable.
Kyo twirled the ice around in his glass absently to distract himself. Sometimes he felt being around Shinya was too much. Kyo was afraid of breaking. He wanted Shinya as much as he loved him. He never wanted to hurt Shinya or scare him away.
“Kyo-kun? Are you alright?” Shinya’s voice was next to his ear. Kyo jumped, nearly spilling his drink. Shinya only smiled at him gently.
“Gomen, Shin chan, I was zoning out.” Kyo said, feeling really lame about his excuse.
“Don’t zone out and never come back, Kyo Kun. I was telling Toshiya that I had to leave. I have some things to do at home. So I will you tomorrow at practice.” Shinya gave his polite little bow and headed towards the door. Kyo felt Toshiya punch him hard on the arm.
“Walk him home, baka warumono…” Toshiya gave Kyo a piercing look. Kyo stared back fiercely, as if Toshiya had peeked into his diary. Toshiya met his gaze evenly. Kyo finally stood up and followed the path that Shinya had taken. He caught up with the beautiful male in the lobby area.
“Shin, you should not walk alone in Tokyo. I can walk with you.” Kyo managed to breathe as he put his idea on table.
Shinya looked at him oddly. “I was a little nervous about it. Some guy might try to hit on me. Thanks Kyo.”
The two walked out into the night, feeling comfortable with being silent with each other. (There will be goods, later. This is a KxT fic ^^_^^)
XXX
When I walked back to our table I was uncomfortable. Toshiya was the only one left sitting there. He threw a smile my way as I sat back down.
“It’s quiet now without Die here to laugh like a horse,” I hurled out my bad attempt at conversation.
“Are you that disgusted to be alone with me?” Toshiya’s asked, very direct. I blushed heatedly. I’m not sure even I could rip that question out.
“I just do not know what to say. I am rarely alone with you.”
“That is your own choice.”
I felt frustration boiling in me again. “Damn it Toshimasa, what the fuck do you want from me?!” I knew I yelled, but no one heard except Toshiya. I was glad bars were noisy.
Toshiya rose up from his chair so quickly that it skidded a few feet behind him. I watched him coolly, expecting him to storm out. Instead, he marched over to my chair steadily. He slung one leg over mine and sat down. He was straddling me! I was about to protest when he grabbed the back of my head and forced his lips against mine. Not only that, he grinded his panty covered crotch into mine. I gasped harshly into his lips. I was kissing him back before I thought. Our lips kneaded together demandingly. I could feel how hard he was; I was even erect. He pushed against me again sending an electric tingle through my whole body. He swiped his tongue against my lips before pulling back. I gaped when I realized where my hands were. They were under his skirt and caressing his thighs.
His eyes were heated, desire and lust creating a dark flame of his irises. I was struck dumb. I should yell and scream at him. I was the leader of Dir en grey and I would not make out with our bassist. I could not stand his personality or the things that he did. Then why did I have a fucking hard on? Why did my whole body crave him? I wanted to reach for him again to press our bodies together.
He smirked, but it was devoid of teasing. “Sweet dreams, Leader Sama. I know mine will be better.”
He left without another word. I really needed to get to the bottom of this. Was he just playing with me or was there something more? It could be just payback but he had stopped. He was trying to make a point.
Damn it, I could play Leader Sama and Sherlock Holmes tomorrow. Right now I needed my right hand and a shower.
I hope I don’t think about Totchi, I mean Toshiya when I am in there.