Fanfic: Backfire Pt. 1
Title: Backfire
Chapters: Not sure yet... Two parts, possibly more. 01/02
Author: eatingsoup101
Genre: Fluff/smut, humour
Warnings: Explicit sex
Rating: Right now, PG-13/R for language. Possibly NC-17 next chapter for sexual themes.
Pairings: Reita/Aoi/Uruha (Reita and Uruha are dominant), Reita/Aoi, Uruha/Reita, Uruha/Aoi ... hehe, poor Aoi...
Synopsis: All Aoi wants is to sleep, but Reita and Uruha have other ideas.
Comments: Next chapter will be my first (posted) lemon/lime. I'm not too confident on my lemon writing skills, however, so it'll probably just be lime. I hope you enjoy. :) (Oh, and I hope it's okay that Uruha squeezed himself in there... since this is a Reita/Aoi comm... it's just I <3 Uruha, so... XD) Uh, this has only been read through twice, so any mistakes are my own fault. I'm also too lazy to go over and add in all the italics, bold, and whatnot... so. =D
"Reita?" Aoi whispered as he heard a soft creek echo outside of the hotel room door. Another night on tour, another hotel for Gazette. It was only when Aoi had gotten comfortable that the soft creek, followed by what sounded like two people mumbling, was heard outside his door.
There were no lights on in his room as he had just turned them off, and the only light coming from anywhere was streaming underneath the hotel room door. Two shadows could be seen there, but Aoi wasn't the least bit scared. If Reita was one of those shadows, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Reita liked to pull pranks on the band members, but for some reason he never succeeded when it came to Aoi. The guitarist always saw it coming and Reita usually ended up disappointed. If Reita ever wanted to be successful, then he would need some big help. Good thing for Aoi that nobody in Gazette had any desire to pull pranks on him. They were probably all too scared Aoi would murder them if they tried.
"Reita…" Aoi mumbled, a little louder this time. The voices on the outside of the door stopped conversing, and the shadows froze. Aoi assumed the motion he had seen was hand signals, as Reita was often known to do when he talked. "Reita, what the hell are you doing outside my door?" Aoi asked, sitting up in bed now.
He reached over and grabbed a small flashlight he always kept near him if he ever needed to go to the washroom. He found it unpleasant to turn on the room light because after being in a dark room for so long, it hurt Aoi's eyes. The flashlight, he decided, was necessary if he wanted to avoid tripping on bathroom excursions.
No voice answered Aoi's calls, and Aoi sighed. "Listen, Reita… I know it's you, so come on."
No reply. Aoi grew impatient and he pulled on a white t-shirt, turned on the flashlight, and walked towards the door, careful not to step on his track pants. "This is really starting to annoy me." He said, hand grasping the door. He turned the knob and pulled the door open slightly, not letting too much light sneak through. From his point of view, he couldn't see anything or anybody except for the opposite plain white wall.
Aoi growled, "My eyes hurt, I'm pissed off, and I'm annoyed… which could amount to the same thing as pissed off. So Reita, if you like your life right now, it's best you confirm it's yourself, and whoever's with you better show their fucking identity." He paused, taking shallow breaths as he waited for a response. "I'm serious." He added for effect.
"Alright! Alright!" Reita's voice pleaded as he stepped into Aoi's line of sight. "It's me, okay? Damn, who shoved that stick up your ass?"
Aoi frowned. "I have no stick up my-ugh, never mind. Anyway, I'm still pissed. I knew it was you, moron. Who's your accomplice?"
"Accomplice?" Reita asked innocently as he scratched at his bare nose. "What accomplice?"
Aoi stared at him in disbelief. "I heard two people talking, and saw two shadows that were moving. Now you’re telling me nobody's there." He smirked as Reita wrung his hands.
"Yep. Nobody." The blond said, unconsciously crossing two of his visible fingers. Aoi's eyebrow raised, and he sighed.
"Moron," He muttered, "Oh well, it doesn't matter. I'll just kick both your asses tomorrow when I'm more awake." And with that, he proceeded to shut the door, not noticing as a slip of paper got placed in between the lock. He turned around and made his way back to bed, turning off the flashlight as he started to settle down again.
After a couple of paranoid moments during which Aoi constantly watched for any shadows outside his door, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
***
"That was too close." Reita whispered, glancing at his companion.
Uruha smirked. "Yeah, but we got the paper in, didn't we?" He put his ear up to the door and nodded. "Nothing."
Reita smiled and turned the door knob, grinning proudly as it turned. The door itself had presented a bit of a problem for the two of them. They could be locked from the inside, and that was what Aoi had done. There was no way to get in without a key… and Aoi sure as hell hadn't given his to anybody. Uruha had suggested they use a piece of paper to slide into against the lock as the door closed. So Reita and he had purposely waited for Aoi to open the door, and then when Aoi had shut it, Uruha carefully slipped the paper in.
Now that phase one of their plan was complete, they were ready to set their prank in motion. Reita cautiously pushed open the door, grateful that it made no noise as it moved. Quickly, he gestured Uruha inside, and quickly shut the door again. He knew Aoi hated any light while he was sleeping and would wake up in an instant if there happened to be any. Uruha seemed to know this, too, for he breathed out a sigh of relief when Aoi did not move.
***
Aoi didn't believe in superstitions. In his honest opinion, they were simply devices used to scare and control people. That didn't mean he never grew cautious around black cats at night or random ladders lying around. It wasn't so much the superstition that scared him, but the fact that the superstition carried fear with it. So it was contagious. After growing up in a family with his extremely superstitious sister, it had been pounded into Aoi's head so much that it was inevitable.
He believed that his sister often made up the so-called superstitions just to scare him as a child. There was one story she had told him, made-up or not, that involved hearing noises in your bedroom at night. It meant that there was indeed an evil being watching you, and he wanted to kill you. In order to get rid of the spirit, you had to whisper into the room, "Go away, you bastard."
Aoi knew this was ridiculous. He had never believed her in the first place. But that didn't mean the fear wasn't still injected in him, and the habit didn't force itself out into the open every once and a while. He shifted on his bed and pulled the covers over his head, glad that nobody (at least nobody he knew) was around to see him acting like such a baby. His hand quickly snaked out from under the covers to grab the flashlight lying on the desk at the side of his bed.
He brought it underneath the blankets with him and took a small breath. Closing his eyes and then reopening them, he flicked on the flashlight, and waved it around underneath the sheets. "Go away, you bastard!" He didn't mean to yell it, but it came out anyway. A soft thud could be heard near his bed and he froze. "I mean it!" He tried to sit up, but found that his limbs didn't want to cooperate with him at that moment.
"Ow…" A voice mumbled from at his feet and another whispered, "Shut up!" Aoi listened and crossed his arms across his chest as he recognized Reita's voice once again.
"Reita? Goddamnit, Reita, if that's you…" He flicked off the flashlight and tore off the covers, placing the light at his bedside table once again. Leaning forward blindly, his fists gripped an arm and he tore the person forward, flinging them beside himself on the bed. He grabbed his pillow and proceeded to beat the culprit who was whining, Aoi realized with some pride, like a little girl. "I warned you, Reita!" He swung the pillow down again. "I warned you, didn't I? This is your own fault!" He straddled the younger man and continued with his beating.
"Ow! Sto-OW! Aoi! It's Uruha… STOP!" Aoi paused and looked down into the darkness, trying to make out the person's features. He ran his fingers over the person's face, and to his horror, discovered that it really was Uruha.
"Uruha?" Aoi mumbled, bringing the pillow back down slowly. "What are you doing in my room?" He remained where he was.
"Ano… Well, you see… Reita and I…"
"REITA!?" Aoi yelled, rolling off of Uruha. "The bastard's still here, isn't he? I'll kill him!" Aoi stood up and swung the pillow blindly into the darkness. It was when he heard something behind him that he turned around and could faintly make out two figures by the bed. One Uruha, judging by the height, and the other Reita, if Aoi assumed correctly. He charged at them, pillow raised, ready to kill something, when they both stepped aside and Aoi fell onto the bed.
He groaned and made to stand up again when a hand held him firmly at the back, pushing him down into the mattress. "Now, now, Aoi…" Reita whispered to him. "Be quiet… Ruki and Kai are next door and we don't want to wake them up."
"So this was why you sick fucks wanted to room together. So that you could rape me!" Aoi shouted, and groaned again when his face was shoved back down.
"Aoi! We're not going to rape you! That isn't what you thought this was, right?" Uruha hissed, slapping Aoi on the back playfully. He laughed, "No, no. We just wanted to give you a scare."
Reita laughed and coughed at the same time. "Yeah! It was great when you hid under your covers!" He and Uruha both exchanged glances and started laughing, Reita slightly releasing the pressure holding Aoi down.
Aoi took this moment to decide something. He could stay where he was, but that would mean humiliation and defeat, both things that Aoi wasn't especially talented at. Or he could push upwards and knock both men to the ground, a huge feat for one such as him. The anger inside him was racing, however, and he was sure he could do it. So in the timeframe of 2.56 seconds, Aoi was pushing upwards, a snarl across his face. Reita and Uruha stumbled backwards, but did not fall to the ground like Aoi had hoped.
All of this didn't matter to Aoi, for he was already half way to the light switch near the door. It was when he felt a body collide with his from behind, however, that any hope Aoi had once had diminished completely.
x-posted at reita_x_aoi and gazette_yaoi.
Chapters: Not sure yet... Two parts, possibly more. 01/02
Author: eatingsoup101
Genre: Fluff/smut, humour
Warnings: Explicit sex
Rating: Right now, PG-13/R for language. Possibly NC-17 next chapter for sexual themes.
Pairings: Reita/Aoi/Uruha (Reita and Uruha are dominant), Reita/Aoi, Uruha/Reita, Uruha/Aoi ... hehe, poor Aoi...
Synopsis: All Aoi wants is to sleep, but Reita and Uruha have other ideas.
Comments: Next chapter will be my first (posted) lemon/lime. I'm not too confident on my lemon writing skills, however, so it'll probably just be lime. I hope you enjoy. :) (Oh, and I hope it's okay that Uruha squeezed himself in there... since this is a Reita/Aoi comm... it's just I <3 Uruha, so... XD) Uh, this has only been read through twice, so any mistakes are my own fault. I'm also too lazy to go over and add in all the italics, bold, and whatnot... so. =D
"Reita?" Aoi whispered as he heard a soft creek echo outside of the hotel room door. Another night on tour, another hotel for Gazette. It was only when Aoi had gotten comfortable that the soft creek, followed by what sounded like two people mumbling, was heard outside his door.
There were no lights on in his room as he had just turned them off, and the only light coming from anywhere was streaming underneath the hotel room door. Two shadows could be seen there, but Aoi wasn't the least bit scared. If Reita was one of those shadows, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Reita liked to pull pranks on the band members, but for some reason he never succeeded when it came to Aoi. The guitarist always saw it coming and Reita usually ended up disappointed. If Reita ever wanted to be successful, then he would need some big help. Good thing for Aoi that nobody in Gazette had any desire to pull pranks on him. They were probably all too scared Aoi would murder them if they tried.
"Reita…" Aoi mumbled, a little louder this time. The voices on the outside of the door stopped conversing, and the shadows froze. Aoi assumed the motion he had seen was hand signals, as Reita was often known to do when he talked. "Reita, what the hell are you doing outside my door?" Aoi asked, sitting up in bed now.
He reached over and grabbed a small flashlight he always kept near him if he ever needed to go to the washroom. He found it unpleasant to turn on the room light because after being in a dark room for so long, it hurt Aoi's eyes. The flashlight, he decided, was necessary if he wanted to avoid tripping on bathroom excursions.
No voice answered Aoi's calls, and Aoi sighed. "Listen, Reita… I know it's you, so come on."
No reply. Aoi grew impatient and he pulled on a white t-shirt, turned on the flashlight, and walked towards the door, careful not to step on his track pants. "This is really starting to annoy me." He said, hand grasping the door. He turned the knob and pulled the door open slightly, not letting too much light sneak through. From his point of view, he couldn't see anything or anybody except for the opposite plain white wall.
Aoi growled, "My eyes hurt, I'm pissed off, and I'm annoyed… which could amount to the same thing as pissed off. So Reita, if you like your life right now, it's best you confirm it's yourself, and whoever's with you better show their fucking identity." He paused, taking shallow breaths as he waited for a response. "I'm serious." He added for effect.
"Alright! Alright!" Reita's voice pleaded as he stepped into Aoi's line of sight. "It's me, okay? Damn, who shoved that stick up your ass?"
Aoi frowned. "I have no stick up my-ugh, never mind. Anyway, I'm still pissed. I knew it was you, moron. Who's your accomplice?"
"Accomplice?" Reita asked innocently as he scratched at his bare nose. "What accomplice?"
Aoi stared at him in disbelief. "I heard two people talking, and saw two shadows that were moving. Now you’re telling me nobody's there." He smirked as Reita wrung his hands.
"Yep. Nobody." The blond said, unconsciously crossing two of his visible fingers. Aoi's eyebrow raised, and he sighed.
"Moron," He muttered, "Oh well, it doesn't matter. I'll just kick both your asses tomorrow when I'm more awake." And with that, he proceeded to shut the door, not noticing as a slip of paper got placed in between the lock. He turned around and made his way back to bed, turning off the flashlight as he started to settle down again.
After a couple of paranoid moments during which Aoi constantly watched for any shadows outside his door, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.
***
"That was too close." Reita whispered, glancing at his companion.
Uruha smirked. "Yeah, but we got the paper in, didn't we?" He put his ear up to the door and nodded. "Nothing."
Reita smiled and turned the door knob, grinning proudly as it turned. The door itself had presented a bit of a problem for the two of them. They could be locked from the inside, and that was what Aoi had done. There was no way to get in without a key… and Aoi sure as hell hadn't given his to anybody. Uruha had suggested they use a piece of paper to slide into against the lock as the door closed. So Reita and he had purposely waited for Aoi to open the door, and then when Aoi had shut it, Uruha carefully slipped the paper in.
Now that phase one of their plan was complete, they were ready to set their prank in motion. Reita cautiously pushed open the door, grateful that it made no noise as it moved. Quickly, he gestured Uruha inside, and quickly shut the door again. He knew Aoi hated any light while he was sleeping and would wake up in an instant if there happened to be any. Uruha seemed to know this, too, for he breathed out a sigh of relief when Aoi did not move.
***
Aoi didn't believe in superstitions. In his honest opinion, they were simply devices used to scare and control people. That didn't mean he never grew cautious around black cats at night or random ladders lying around. It wasn't so much the superstition that scared him, but the fact that the superstition carried fear with it. So it was contagious. After growing up in a family with his extremely superstitious sister, it had been pounded into Aoi's head so much that it was inevitable.
He believed that his sister often made up the so-called superstitions just to scare him as a child. There was one story she had told him, made-up or not, that involved hearing noises in your bedroom at night. It meant that there was indeed an evil being watching you, and he wanted to kill you. In order to get rid of the spirit, you had to whisper into the room, "Go away, you bastard."
Aoi knew this was ridiculous. He had never believed her in the first place. But that didn't mean the fear wasn't still injected in him, and the habit didn't force itself out into the open every once and a while. He shifted on his bed and pulled the covers over his head, glad that nobody (at least nobody he knew) was around to see him acting like such a baby. His hand quickly snaked out from under the covers to grab the flashlight lying on the desk at the side of his bed.
He brought it underneath the blankets with him and took a small breath. Closing his eyes and then reopening them, he flicked on the flashlight, and waved it around underneath the sheets. "Go away, you bastard!" He didn't mean to yell it, but it came out anyway. A soft thud could be heard near his bed and he froze. "I mean it!" He tried to sit up, but found that his limbs didn't want to cooperate with him at that moment.
"Ow…" A voice mumbled from at his feet and another whispered, "Shut up!" Aoi listened and crossed his arms across his chest as he recognized Reita's voice once again.
"Reita? Goddamnit, Reita, if that's you…" He flicked off the flashlight and tore off the covers, placing the light at his bedside table once again. Leaning forward blindly, his fists gripped an arm and he tore the person forward, flinging them beside himself on the bed. He grabbed his pillow and proceeded to beat the culprit who was whining, Aoi realized with some pride, like a little girl. "I warned you, Reita!" He swung the pillow down again. "I warned you, didn't I? This is your own fault!" He straddled the younger man and continued with his beating.
"Ow! Sto-OW! Aoi! It's Uruha… STOP!" Aoi paused and looked down into the darkness, trying to make out the person's features. He ran his fingers over the person's face, and to his horror, discovered that it really was Uruha.
"Uruha?" Aoi mumbled, bringing the pillow back down slowly. "What are you doing in my room?" He remained where he was.
"Ano… Well, you see… Reita and I…"
"REITA!?" Aoi yelled, rolling off of Uruha. "The bastard's still here, isn't he? I'll kill him!" Aoi stood up and swung the pillow blindly into the darkness. It was when he heard something behind him that he turned around and could faintly make out two figures by the bed. One Uruha, judging by the height, and the other Reita, if Aoi assumed correctly. He charged at them, pillow raised, ready to kill something, when they both stepped aside and Aoi fell onto the bed.
He groaned and made to stand up again when a hand held him firmly at the back, pushing him down into the mattress. "Now, now, Aoi…" Reita whispered to him. "Be quiet… Ruki and Kai are next door and we don't want to wake them up."
"So this was why you sick fucks wanted to room together. So that you could rape me!" Aoi shouted, and groaned again when his face was shoved back down.
"Aoi! We're not going to rape you! That isn't what you thought this was, right?" Uruha hissed, slapping Aoi on the back playfully. He laughed, "No, no. We just wanted to give you a scare."
Reita laughed and coughed at the same time. "Yeah! It was great when you hid under your covers!" He and Uruha both exchanged glances and started laughing, Reita slightly releasing the pressure holding Aoi down.
Aoi took this moment to decide something. He could stay where he was, but that would mean humiliation and defeat, both things that Aoi wasn't especially talented at. Or he could push upwards and knock both men to the ground, a huge feat for one such as him. The anger inside him was racing, however, and he was sure he could do it. So in the timeframe of 2.56 seconds, Aoi was pushing upwards, a snarl across his face. Reita and Uruha stumbled backwards, but did not fall to the ground like Aoi had hoped.
All of this didn't matter to Aoi, for he was already half way to the light switch near the door. It was when he felt a body collide with his from behind, however, that any hope Aoi had once had diminished completely.
x-posted at reita_x_aoi and gazette_yaoi.