Hit the Pavement - Chapter 4
Chapter: 4
Pairing: slight Hide-Zou x Uruha, Kyo x Ruki (one-sided)
Bands: Dir en grey, D, & Gazette
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: It's time to do some business from the West and East ends.
Author's Notes: Aah...so there's some incest and cursing in it, but it's fun! hahaha *does not support 'real' fic incest*
8:30 pm - West Japan
Uruha puts the bowl down on the table, picks up his chopsticks, and begins to eat his ramen, until someone knocks on the door. He groans a bit to himself and gets up to answer.
“Hey! Are you busy, right now?” the brunette asks with a friendly grin.
He sighs and opens the door for the other, giving him permission to enter. He closes the door and returns to his luke warm noodles. He starts eating as his guest joins him at the table.
“Uruha-kun, I need your help,” he says softly.
“What is it?” the partial blonde murmurs with wet noodles dangling from his mouth.
“Well, you know I have bad luck with relationships, right?”
He nods a bit, continuing to eat as the other explains his situation more, “I think I like someone…like really like someone. I want to know how to express my feelings for them.”
Uruha coughs on his noodles for a moment, then gasps softly. “You…like someone?”
“Yeah.”
“Hide-Zou-kun, seriously, you like someone…not just physically, right?”
The brunette nods. “Is that so impossible to believe?”
“Well, yeah~” the younger man laughs, “Hide-Zou is a bitch for sex, not a slave for actual ‘human’ emotion.”
Hide-Zou sighs, “I wish I could disagree to that statement, but I can’t.”
“So, who’s the lucky person? Is it a guy or a girl? Do I know them somehow? What do they look like?”
“It’s a guy…you might know him…” he answers hesitantly, feeling embarrassed that he actual told such a personal piece of information. He knows it probably wouldn’t be wise to say who it is, for the fact his work partner would disagree into helping him. The decision of expressing his emotions to this mystery man could lead to death, but he decides to accept this consequence. Perhaps, the other won’t shut him out and blab the news to his boss.
“Fine…so…umm…what do you want to tell him?” Uruha asks, going back to his warm meal.
“I want to tell him…that…” The older man takes a short, soft breath and continues, “That he deserves someone better.”
“Ah, so you’re stealing him from someone, ne?”
“Hai, I like him that much. I want to make him happy and I don’t think his boyfriend truly appreciates him enough.”
”Wow. He must be one hell of a guy,” the partial blonde comments.
“He is…that’s why I need your help,” he says with pleading eyes.
Uruha laughs a bit to himself and responds seriously, “Hide-Zou-kun, you know I’m no good with relationships. I can never keep anyone for even a month. Why couldn’t you ask Miyavi-kun or Asagi-san or something?”
“Because you know me so well. You know me more than both of our bosses, Uruha-kun,” he answers, smiling sweetly as he reaches over the table to lightly hold his hand. “I’ll do anything for you, Kouyou, but I want your help. This means so much to me and I know if we’re together, I know he’ll change me to be a better boyfriend and a better lover.”
“Wow! You’re actually serious about this, Hide-Zou,” the younger man says softly, squeezing his hand a little. “Alright, I’ll help you, but I don’t guarantee things are going to be ‘Happily Ever After…’, okay?”
The brunette nods and let’s go of the other’s hand. “So, what do I tell him? What do I do? Should I touch him at all? Or maybe a simple kiss?”
“Just tell him what you told me and remember to control your hormones. If you truly care about this guy, you’re not gonna jump him for sex. As for a small kiss, just wait for the right moment,” he advises.
Hide-Zou nods, leans over, and kisses the other. “Arigato,” he says with a smile as he leaves the table. He bows slightly and walks out Uruha’s apartment.
10:00 pm - East Japan
Kyo walks through the door, takes his shoes off, and pushes them to the side with his foot. He hangs up his jacket in the closet, then heads for the back of the house to his bedroom. He pushes his hair back, feeling through it with his fingers, and opens the door.
He looks up from the floor and notices candles lit around his room. Blinking a couple times, he walks in more sees a blindfold and handcuffs carelessly placed on his bed. Then, a pair of arms wrap around his small body and a chin rests on his shoulder.
“How does it look? I hope it’s not too much,” a voice whispers in his ear, “And tonight, I was hoping you can handcuff me to your bed and fuck me all night.”
Kyo groans at the suggestion and pulls away from the arms. He goes around the room, blowing out the candles, picks up the items off his bed, and gives them back to the other.
The younger man blinks as he holds the items on his chest and listens to the blonde’s angered voice, “I told you, no sex, ever! What’s wrong with you?”
“Aww…but Kyo, there’s so many things you can teach me in big. You know I want to be completely submissive to you,” he pouts, letting his finger curve down the other’s chest.
Kyo growls softly, quickly removes the man’s finger away from his body, and bends it back. “I told you to stop! Your emotions for me is sickening and wrong,” he says in a low irritating tone, “Now leave me the hell alone with this bull shit.”
The older man walks out of his room and heads for the kitchen to prepare a simple dinner for the two of them. He mumbles to himself, feeling so frustration with the situation. It seemed like almost every night he came home, Ruki wanted to have sex with him.
Ruki throws the items aside and follows the blonde in the kitchen. He lightly holds onto Kyo’s shoulders and gently nips at his neck. “But Kyo,” he says convincingly, “I want you to be my first. You’re the only one I trust with my body and I know you’ll treat it good.” He smiles a little and continues to kiss his skin.
The other man groans loudly and slams the spoon on the counter, immediately facing Ruki. He takes a firm grip on Ruki’s shoulders and stares at him with intense annoyance. “Listen, Ruki! I will never have sex with you, kiss you, or date you ever! So, stop bothering me with this nonsense! It’s disgusting,” he says, trying to calm himself down and not yell at the other. “I know you trust me, I can understand that, but these feelings for me aren’t natural. I’m going to get you some help.” He turns back around and goes back to preparing the food for them.
“They are natural. I love you, Kyo. I want us to get married and be happy together. I’ll let you do whatever you want. I’m not overprotective like the others. I wouldn’t really care if you sleep with someone else. I just want you for myself. I want to please you,” Ruki pleads.
Kyo stops stirring the contents in the bowl, puts the spoon down again, and looks at the other. He takes a deep, slow breath, then suddenly slaps him. “Stop it! You’re words are becoming more and more ridiculous. I would never marry you or have this ‘relationship’ you keep speaking of. You will never have me, Ruki. You’re my little brother and I’m only here to take care of you because of what happened to our parents. You need to understand that,” he sighs, then walks away from the counter. “Go ahead and eat. I believe I lost my appetite and I need some rest for the morning.”
The blonde rubs his face and watches his brother disappear from the kitchen. He hears the door close and looks down at the unfinished food with a sigh. “I wish you would understand these feelings I have for you, Kyo. I don’t care if you’re my brother or not, but we’re meant to be. I won’t give up on you,” he promises softly to himself.
Pairing: slight Hide-Zou x Uruha, Kyo x Ruki (one-sided)
Bands: Dir en grey, D, & Gazette
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: It's time to do some business from the West and East ends.
Author's Notes: Aah...so there's some incest and cursing in it, but it's fun! hahaha *does not support 'real' fic incest*
8:30 pm - West Japan
Uruha puts the bowl down on the table, picks up his chopsticks, and begins to eat his ramen, until someone knocks on the door. He groans a bit to himself and gets up to answer.
“Hey! Are you busy, right now?” the brunette asks with a friendly grin.
He sighs and opens the door for the other, giving him permission to enter. He closes the door and returns to his luke warm noodles. He starts eating as his guest joins him at the table.
“Uruha-kun, I need your help,” he says softly.
“What is it?” the partial blonde murmurs with wet noodles dangling from his mouth.
“Well, you know I have bad luck with relationships, right?”
He nods a bit, continuing to eat as the other explains his situation more, “I think I like someone…like really like someone. I want to know how to express my feelings for them.”
Uruha coughs on his noodles for a moment, then gasps softly. “You…like someone?”
“Yeah.”
“Hide-Zou-kun, seriously, you like someone…not just physically, right?”
The brunette nods. “Is that so impossible to believe?”
“Well, yeah~” the younger man laughs, “Hide-Zou is a bitch for sex, not a slave for actual ‘human’ emotion.”
Hide-Zou sighs, “I wish I could disagree to that statement, but I can’t.”
“So, who’s the lucky person? Is it a guy or a girl? Do I know them somehow? What do they look like?”
“It’s a guy…you might know him…” he answers hesitantly, feeling embarrassed that he actual told such a personal piece of information. He knows it probably wouldn’t be wise to say who it is, for the fact his work partner would disagree into helping him. The decision of expressing his emotions to this mystery man could lead to death, but he decides to accept this consequence. Perhaps, the other won’t shut him out and blab the news to his boss.
“Fine…so…umm…what do you want to tell him?” Uruha asks, going back to his warm meal.
“I want to tell him…that…” The older man takes a short, soft breath and continues, “That he deserves someone better.”
“Ah, so you’re stealing him from someone, ne?”
“Hai, I like him that much. I want to make him happy and I don’t think his boyfriend truly appreciates him enough.”
”Wow. He must be one hell of a guy,” the partial blonde comments.
“He is…that’s why I need your help,” he says with pleading eyes.
Uruha laughs a bit to himself and responds seriously, “Hide-Zou-kun, you know I’m no good with relationships. I can never keep anyone for even a month. Why couldn’t you ask Miyavi-kun or Asagi-san or something?”
“Because you know me so well. You know me more than both of our bosses, Uruha-kun,” he answers, smiling sweetly as he reaches over the table to lightly hold his hand. “I’ll do anything for you, Kouyou, but I want your help. This means so much to me and I know if we’re together, I know he’ll change me to be a better boyfriend and a better lover.”
“Wow! You’re actually serious about this, Hide-Zou,” the younger man says softly, squeezing his hand a little. “Alright, I’ll help you, but I don’t guarantee things are going to be ‘Happily Ever After…’, okay?”
The brunette nods and let’s go of the other’s hand. “So, what do I tell him? What do I do? Should I touch him at all? Or maybe a simple kiss?”
“Just tell him what you told me and remember to control your hormones. If you truly care about this guy, you’re not gonna jump him for sex. As for a small kiss, just wait for the right moment,” he advises.
Hide-Zou nods, leans over, and kisses the other. “Arigato,” he says with a smile as he leaves the table. He bows slightly and walks out Uruha’s apartment.
10:00 pm - East Japan
Kyo walks through the door, takes his shoes off, and pushes them to the side with his foot. He hangs up his jacket in the closet, then heads for the back of the house to his bedroom. He pushes his hair back, feeling through it with his fingers, and opens the door.
He looks up from the floor and notices candles lit around his room. Blinking a couple times, he walks in more sees a blindfold and handcuffs carelessly placed on his bed. Then, a pair of arms wrap around his small body and a chin rests on his shoulder.
“How does it look? I hope it’s not too much,” a voice whispers in his ear, “And tonight, I was hoping you can handcuff me to your bed and fuck me all night.”
Kyo groans at the suggestion and pulls away from the arms. He goes around the room, blowing out the candles, picks up the items off his bed, and gives them back to the other.
The younger man blinks as he holds the items on his chest and listens to the blonde’s angered voice, “I told you, no sex, ever! What’s wrong with you?”
“Aww…but Kyo, there’s so many things you can teach me in big. You know I want to be completely submissive to you,” he pouts, letting his finger curve down the other’s chest.
Kyo growls softly, quickly removes the man’s finger away from his body, and bends it back. “I told you to stop! Your emotions for me is sickening and wrong,” he says in a low irritating tone, “Now leave me the hell alone with this bull shit.”
The older man walks out of his room and heads for the kitchen to prepare a simple dinner for the two of them. He mumbles to himself, feeling so frustration with the situation. It seemed like almost every night he came home, Ruki wanted to have sex with him.
Ruki throws the items aside and follows the blonde in the kitchen. He lightly holds onto Kyo’s shoulders and gently nips at his neck. “But Kyo,” he says convincingly, “I want you to be my first. You’re the only one I trust with my body and I know you’ll treat it good.” He smiles a little and continues to kiss his skin.
The other man groans loudly and slams the spoon on the counter, immediately facing Ruki. He takes a firm grip on Ruki’s shoulders and stares at him with intense annoyance. “Listen, Ruki! I will never have sex with you, kiss you, or date you ever! So, stop bothering me with this nonsense! It’s disgusting,” he says, trying to calm himself down and not yell at the other. “I know you trust me, I can understand that, but these feelings for me aren’t natural. I’m going to get you some help.” He turns back around and goes back to preparing the food for them.
“They are natural. I love you, Kyo. I want us to get married and be happy together. I’ll let you do whatever you want. I’m not overprotective like the others. I wouldn’t really care if you sleep with someone else. I just want you for myself. I want to please you,” Ruki pleads.
Kyo stops stirring the contents in the bowl, puts the spoon down again, and looks at the other. He takes a deep, slow breath, then suddenly slaps him. “Stop it! You’re words are becoming more and more ridiculous. I would never marry you or have this ‘relationship’ you keep speaking of. You will never have me, Ruki. You’re my little brother and I’m only here to take care of you because of what happened to our parents. You need to understand that,” he sighs, then walks away from the counter. “Go ahead and eat. I believe I lost my appetite and I need some rest for the morning.”
The blonde rubs his face and watches his brother disappear from the kitchen. He hears the door close and looks down at the unfinished food with a sigh. “I wish you would understand these feelings I have for you, Kyo. I don’t care if you’re my brother or not, but we’re meant to be. I won’t give up on you,” he promises softly to himself.