Welcome to Mizer House, Ch. 16/x
Title: Welcome to Mizer House
Chapters: 16/x
Author: konicoffee
Genre: School life, Slice of Life, Drama, AU, Humor?, Crack with Plot, Smut (some chapters)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story.
Warnings: Extreme OOC-ness, language
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Kai/??? (open pairing)
Bands: The GazettE, ScReW, Malice Mizer, Alice Nine, An Cafe, SuG, more to be added later
Synopsis: Kai is in high school. He lives in an all-male dormitory with bizarre and quirky, but extremely attractive residents. Adventures, drama, and temptation fill the interiors of Mizer House. Premise is roughly based on Koko wa Greenwood.
Comments: OH SNAP.
Chapters: {Cast} {One} {Two} {Three} {Four} {Five} {Six} {Seven} {Eight} {Nine} {9A} {Ten} {10A} {Eleven} {Twelve} {Thirteen} {13A} {Fourteen} {Fifteen}
“What?”
Nao and I both bowed in apology at the people in the library who shushed us, Nao for his outburst, and me for causing it. For the first time, I didn’t feel very happy to take my best friend’s attention away from the stupid romance novel he was reading. I finally decided to tell Nao about how thoughts of Byou had not left my head already a few days after the cultural festival. I couldn’t believe it myself, so Nao’s reaction didn’t surprise me at all.
“I like Byou.”
“Kai,” Nao whispered, his face the epitome of bewilderment. “You might as well tell me that you’re running away with a traveling Tijuana donkey show.”
Normally, I would have found the remark funny. I would have found this entire situation funny, even, if only it weren’t true that the joke was on me. With thoughts of Byou still plaguing me, I was in absolutely no position to laugh. I buried my face in my palms. Sure, I was thankful that Nao didn’t start denying any connection he had with me. But his shock, though understandable, didn’t make this any easier.
“Seriously, Kai. Since when?”
I wondered about that as well. How long have I liked Byou without realizing it? My roommate and his asshatery and waking up to seeing his goddamn nude models used to stress me out and give me nightmares. When did those nightmares stop and become so…pleasant?
Lifting my head from my hands, I gave Nao the most honest answer I could gather. “I have no clue,” I replied. “I guess I’ve always admired him. He’s a great friend, and he understands me in ways even I don’t. And Nao, he’s…” I paused, swallowing the words that I was about to blurt out. Nao didn’t need to know Byou’s past. It wasn’t my secret to tell. “He’s been through a lot, Nao. He’s so much lonelier than he cares to admit.”
Nao shoved his book in his backpack. He appeared to have given up on trying to get back to reading it. He was distracted, obviously. Maybe disturbed. “Do you intend to tell him?”
I sighed, acknowledging Nao’s knack for asking the most awkward questions. “N-no, I don’t. Not yet. I don’t know how.” Just a few days ago, Nao asked me how I thought he should ask Yui out. It felt surreal how I was in pretty much the same situation, but I was utterly clueless. I felt bad for telling Nao to just fucking ask; I realized now that it wasn’t that simple.
“What do you plan to do about it?”
“I don’t know,” came my response. I knew I had to tell Byou sooner or later, or at least let him know that I wanted to console him. He needed to know that it was okay to lay his troubles down on me. And that he was a lot of things I wanted to be and all I wanted to have. I wanted him to know all these things, but I couldn’t find it in the manly pride I had left to tell him with words. “I-I’ll figure something out.”
Nao shook his head. “I don’t know who the hell you are and what you did to my best friend, but you better bring him back safe now, or I swear I’ll shove your own ass down your throat,” he said. “Jesus, Kai, listen to yourself. This isn’t you. This is fucking weird.”
I knew he’d be surprised, but I didn’t think he’d reject me. It registered in my mind that my fears were surfacing, and my defense mechanism activated its first phase, setting a glare towards Nao. “What the hell? When we overheard Tora banging Kazuki, you didn’t say a word about them,” I said, doing my best to conceal the hurt in my voice. “And now you’re telling me that it’s ‘fucking weird’ that I happen to be considering asking my male roommate out. I haven’t done anything, and it’s already disturbing the crap out of you.”
“When you tell me that you don’t know what to do, Kai, that’s how I know something’s wrong,” he retorted. “You always know what to do, and even when you aren’t sure, you still do something. You went out to save Aoi from Waka. You kissed a possessed guy, even though you were so uncomfortable about it. Or were you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I snapped. “And you listen to yourself, why don’t you? You can’t even say it without cringing. ” I took a breath before talking again. “What’s wrong, Nao? Does the idea of me being gay bother you?”
“It’s hard to digest, let’s establish that,” he answered. “But not nearly as much as the idea of you losing your fucking backbone. My best friend would never sit in one corner and say ‘I don’t know what to do.’ You’re always brave enough to make a choice, even if that choice was to wait, or to do absolutely nothing.” He then breathed a sigh as he stood up. “Look, we can talk about this later, alright? I need to go meet Yui.”
With my eyes closed and my fingers pressed on the base of my brows, I waved at him with my free hand. The footsteps I heard afterwards indicated that he headed for the door. I did think of what Nao just said. He had a point; it wasn’t quite like me to be as flabbergasted as this. I lowered my forehead onto the table in front of me, head still full of questions, will even weaker. I knew that it was unfair to expect Nao’s support, but not getting it hurt nonetheless.
Something jolted me awake, and I found myself in a cold, dark place, with my face flat on a hard surface. Only when lightning flashed was I allowed enough light to realize that I had fallen asleep in the library. The dense sound of thunder, the same thing that shook me awake, slammed through my head and my chest as I groped for my school bag and got on my feet. From the windows I could see the rain pouring in sheets outside. I also saw road signs flying and trees bowing down. It wasn’t quite as scary as an irate poltergeist, but I had to admit that this was pretty close.
I felt around tables and chairs in the dark, tracing the path towards the door. I did not want to spend the night in the fucking library. When I finally reached the door, I breathed a sigh of relief. I then twisted the door open, bracing myself for heavy rain and strong winds, but still looking forward to go back to the dorm.
Locked.
Shit. At this point I was making pathetic attempts at shaking the door open. I called out, still shaking the doorknob. “Is there anyone out-”
A hand pressing on my mouth disrupted my sentence, my train of thought, and any morsel of calmness in my chest. My whole body thrashed around, and in an instant, whoever grabbed me lost his grip on me. As soon as I felt myself free from his clutches, I turned around to sock him in the face, only to find that the person was someone familiar. By some fluke of physics, I was able to stop my fist just a few centimeters away from his face. The shock that coated me from head to toe, however, I couldn’t prevent.
“B-Byou?”
My roommate shushed me. “Finally found you, you little shit,” he hissed. “For future reference, staying in the school premises once it’s closed is against the rules, so don’t go screaming for help. We can’t get caught here. Now, come on, Uruha’s gonna kick my ass if I don’t bring you back before curfew.”
Byou grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the window he went through. As he helped me climb out of the window, I seriously wanted to slap myself for feeling vaguely like an eloping couple. His grip on my wrist and the cold rain outside didn’t help lessen the scene’s cheese factor.
The Rottweiler growling at us, however, did.
“Oh shit. RUN!”
Once again, I found myself running for my life, speeding towards the dorm. It wasn’t the first time I ran alongside someone else, and even though the fucking dog was probably the most dangerous thing I had to run from so far, this was the safest I had felt. And nevermind the lightning and the thunder and the asshole dog ruining the moment - there was no more doubt that I wanted to be by Byou’s side.
When we finally managed to escape the dog (who, evidently, was named Pochi - sick joke, really), the rain ceased. No longer seeing the need to have to sprint back to the dorm, Byou and I took our time and walked our way back. This was my chance. I had to tell Byou right that moment that-
I see a little silhouetto of a man. Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango?
Sighing, I reached into my pocket for my ringing cell phone. My eyes widened as the screen read 74 missed calls, and I had one incoming call from someone I knew well. I pressed a random button and brought my phone close to my ear.
“Nao?”
“WHERE ARE YOU? Do you have any idea how worried I was? Son of a-”
Realizing that I involuntarily moved my phone around a foot away from my face, I held it close to my ear again. “I-I’m with Byou. We're on our way home.” I smiled, feeling a slight sting in my chest upon hearing Nao tell me that he still cared.
“Listen, I’m sorry about a while ago,” my best friend told me. “I’m sorry. I know it’s hard for you, and I know that I was an asshole. I got pissed off that another side of you was coming out, and it’s a side I unfortunately don’t understand. It frustrated me that I couldn’t help you.”
“Nao…”
“But whether I understand you or not, you’re my brother. Whatever happens, I’ll be here, alright?”
That was all the encouragement I needed. Suddenly the idea of falling in love didn’t seem scary anymore. “You have no idea how much that means. Thank you.”
“Yeah, whatever. Well, enjoy your time with Byou, or something.”
“Tell Uruha that I’m alright. And please send him my thanks for sending someone to go out and look for me.”
Nao let out a soft laugh. “Don’t tell Byou I told you this.”
I raised an eyebrow, forgetting for a moment that Nao couldn’t see me. “What?”
“Uruha had nothing to do with it,” he said. “Byou volunteered.”
I felt my heart slam hard against my gut. As if Byou knew exactly what Nao just said, without warning, he took my hand.
I held on.
A/N: OMGWTFBBQ.
To gioiadivisione: so sorry for the absence of Pon/Jin. But I hope you like Kai/Byou! :3
Credits for photo used go to F3rd4.
Chapter 17
Chapters: 16/x
Author: konicoffee
Genre: School life, Slice of Life, Drama, AU, Humor?, Crack with Plot, Smut (some chapters)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this story.
Warnings: Extreme OOC-ness, language
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Kai/??? (open pairing)
Bands: The GazettE, ScReW, Malice Mizer, Alice Nine, An Cafe, SuG, more to be added later
Synopsis: Kai is in high school. He lives in an all-male dormitory with bizarre and quirky, but extremely attractive residents. Adventures, drama, and temptation fill the interiors of Mizer House. Premise is roughly based on Koko wa Greenwood.
Comments: OH SNAP.
Chapters: {Cast} {One} {Two} {Three} {Four} {Five} {Six} {Seven} {Eight} {Nine} {9A} {Ten} {10A} {Eleven} {Twelve} {Thirteen} {13A} {Fourteen} {Fifteen}
“What?”
Nao and I both bowed in apology at the people in the library who shushed us, Nao for his outburst, and me for causing it. For the first time, I didn’t feel very happy to take my best friend’s attention away from the stupid romance novel he was reading. I finally decided to tell Nao about how thoughts of Byou had not left my head already a few days after the cultural festival. I couldn’t believe it myself, so Nao’s reaction didn’t surprise me at all.
“I like Byou.”
“Kai,” Nao whispered, his face the epitome of bewilderment. “You might as well tell me that you’re running away with a traveling Tijuana donkey show.”
Normally, I would have found the remark funny. I would have found this entire situation funny, even, if only it weren’t true that the joke was on me. With thoughts of Byou still plaguing me, I was in absolutely no position to laugh. I buried my face in my palms. Sure, I was thankful that Nao didn’t start denying any connection he had with me. But his shock, though understandable, didn’t make this any easier.
“Seriously, Kai. Since when?”
I wondered about that as well. How long have I liked Byou without realizing it? My roommate and his asshatery and waking up to seeing his goddamn nude models used to stress me out and give me nightmares. When did those nightmares stop and become so…pleasant?
Lifting my head from my hands, I gave Nao the most honest answer I could gather. “I have no clue,” I replied. “I guess I’ve always admired him. He’s a great friend, and he understands me in ways even I don’t. And Nao, he’s…” I paused, swallowing the words that I was about to blurt out. Nao didn’t need to know Byou’s past. It wasn’t my secret to tell. “He’s been through a lot, Nao. He’s so much lonelier than he cares to admit.”
Nao shoved his book in his backpack. He appeared to have given up on trying to get back to reading it. He was distracted, obviously. Maybe disturbed. “Do you intend to tell him?”
I sighed, acknowledging Nao’s knack for asking the most awkward questions. “N-no, I don’t. Not yet. I don’t know how.” Just a few days ago, Nao asked me how I thought he should ask Yui out. It felt surreal how I was in pretty much the same situation, but I was utterly clueless. I felt bad for telling Nao to just fucking ask; I realized now that it wasn’t that simple.
“What do you plan to do about it?”
“I don’t know,” came my response. I knew I had to tell Byou sooner or later, or at least let him know that I wanted to console him. He needed to know that it was okay to lay his troubles down on me. And that he was a lot of things I wanted to be and all I wanted to have. I wanted him to know all these things, but I couldn’t find it in the manly pride I had left to tell him with words. “I-I’ll figure something out.”
Nao shook his head. “I don’t know who the hell you are and what you did to my best friend, but you better bring him back safe now, or I swear I’ll shove your own ass down your throat,” he said. “Jesus, Kai, listen to yourself. This isn’t you. This is fucking weird.”
I knew he’d be surprised, but I didn’t think he’d reject me. It registered in my mind that my fears were surfacing, and my defense mechanism activated its first phase, setting a glare towards Nao. “What the hell? When we overheard Tora banging Kazuki, you didn’t say a word about them,” I said, doing my best to conceal the hurt in my voice. “And now you’re telling me that it’s ‘fucking weird’ that I happen to be considering asking my male roommate out. I haven’t done anything, and it’s already disturbing the crap out of you.”
“When you tell me that you don’t know what to do, Kai, that’s how I know something’s wrong,” he retorted. “You always know what to do, and even when you aren’t sure, you still do something. You went out to save Aoi from Waka. You kissed a possessed guy, even though you were so uncomfortable about it. Or were you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I snapped. “And you listen to yourself, why don’t you? You can’t even say it without cringing. ” I took a breath before talking again. “What’s wrong, Nao? Does the idea of me being gay bother you?”
“It’s hard to digest, let’s establish that,” he answered. “But not nearly as much as the idea of you losing your fucking backbone. My best friend would never sit in one corner and say ‘I don’t know what to do.’ You’re always brave enough to make a choice, even if that choice was to wait, or to do absolutely nothing.” He then breathed a sigh as he stood up. “Look, we can talk about this later, alright? I need to go meet Yui.”
With my eyes closed and my fingers pressed on the base of my brows, I waved at him with my free hand. The footsteps I heard afterwards indicated that he headed for the door. I did think of what Nao just said. He had a point; it wasn’t quite like me to be as flabbergasted as this. I lowered my forehead onto the table in front of me, head still full of questions, will even weaker. I knew that it was unfair to expect Nao’s support, but not getting it hurt nonetheless.
Something jolted me awake, and I found myself in a cold, dark place, with my face flat on a hard surface. Only when lightning flashed was I allowed enough light to realize that I had fallen asleep in the library. The dense sound of thunder, the same thing that shook me awake, slammed through my head and my chest as I groped for my school bag and got on my feet. From the windows I could see the rain pouring in sheets outside. I also saw road signs flying and trees bowing down. It wasn’t quite as scary as an irate poltergeist, but I had to admit that this was pretty close.
I felt around tables and chairs in the dark, tracing the path towards the door. I did not want to spend the night in the fucking library. When I finally reached the door, I breathed a sigh of relief. I then twisted the door open, bracing myself for heavy rain and strong winds, but still looking forward to go back to the dorm.
Locked.
Shit. At this point I was making pathetic attempts at shaking the door open. I called out, still shaking the doorknob. “Is there anyone out-”
A hand pressing on my mouth disrupted my sentence, my train of thought, and any morsel of calmness in my chest. My whole body thrashed around, and in an instant, whoever grabbed me lost his grip on me. As soon as I felt myself free from his clutches, I turned around to sock him in the face, only to find that the person was someone familiar. By some fluke of physics, I was able to stop my fist just a few centimeters away from his face. The shock that coated me from head to toe, however, I couldn’t prevent.
“B-Byou?”
My roommate shushed me. “Finally found you, you little shit,” he hissed. “For future reference, staying in the school premises once it’s closed is against the rules, so don’t go screaming for help. We can’t get caught here. Now, come on, Uruha’s gonna kick my ass if I don’t bring you back before curfew.”
Byou grabbed my wrist and dragged me to the window he went through. As he helped me climb out of the window, I seriously wanted to slap myself for feeling vaguely like an eloping couple. His grip on my wrist and the cold rain outside didn’t help lessen the scene’s cheese factor.
The Rottweiler growling at us, however, did.
“Oh shit. RUN!”
Once again, I found myself running for my life, speeding towards the dorm. It wasn’t the first time I ran alongside someone else, and even though the fucking dog was probably the most dangerous thing I had to run from so far, this was the safest I had felt. And nevermind the lightning and the thunder and the asshole dog ruining the moment - there was no more doubt that I wanted to be by Byou’s side.
When we finally managed to escape the dog (who, evidently, was named Pochi - sick joke, really), the rain ceased. No longer seeing the need to have to sprint back to the dorm, Byou and I took our time and walked our way back. This was my chance. I had to tell Byou right that moment that-
I see a little silhouetto of a man. Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango?
Sighing, I reached into my pocket for my ringing cell phone. My eyes widened as the screen read 74 missed calls, and I had one incoming call from someone I knew well. I pressed a random button and brought my phone close to my ear.
“Nao?”
“WHERE ARE YOU? Do you have any idea how worried I was? Son of a-”
Realizing that I involuntarily moved my phone around a foot away from my face, I held it close to my ear again. “I-I’m with Byou. We're on our way home.” I smiled, feeling a slight sting in my chest upon hearing Nao tell me that he still cared.
“Listen, I’m sorry about a while ago,” my best friend told me. “I’m sorry. I know it’s hard for you, and I know that I was an asshole. I got pissed off that another side of you was coming out, and it’s a side I unfortunately don’t understand. It frustrated me that I couldn’t help you.”
“Nao…”
“But whether I understand you or not, you’re my brother. Whatever happens, I’ll be here, alright?”
That was all the encouragement I needed. Suddenly the idea of falling in love didn’t seem scary anymore. “You have no idea how much that means. Thank you.”
“Yeah, whatever. Well, enjoy your time with Byou, or something.”
“Tell Uruha that I’m alright. And please send him my thanks for sending someone to go out and look for me.”
Nao let out a soft laugh. “Don’t tell Byou I told you this.”
I raised an eyebrow, forgetting for a moment that Nao couldn’t see me. “What?”
“Uruha had nothing to do with it,” he said. “Byou volunteered.”
I felt my heart slam hard against my gut. As if Byou knew exactly what Nao just said, without warning, he took my hand.
I held on.
A/N: OMGWTFBBQ.
To gioiadivisione: so sorry for the absence of Pon/Jin. But I hope you like Kai/Byou! :3
Credits for photo used go to F3rd4.
Chapter 17