Follow the Night Light - Chapter 6
Chapter: 6
Pairing(s): Miyavi x Toshiya
Character(s): Sakito
Bands: Dir en grey & [FIGURe:]
Rating: overall R
Summary: Toshiya tries to please Miyavi, but the hit a little bump in the road getting there.
Author's Notes: I think my fear of rushing through this fic popped into my head here. I hope I'm not. =/
Miyavi sighs softly, unlocks the front door, and enters the house. He tosses his bag lazily on the couch and drags into the kitchen.
“Mi-chan~” Toshiya greets happily, going over to the other and hugging him tight, “Welcome home!”
The musician smiles and hugs the other, then gets escorted to the table. He sits down and watches the other bring over a plate of food, then pours a cold drink for him. He sniffs the food lightly and compliments, “This smells delicious, Totchi.”
Toshiya bows a bit and says, “Thank you.” He moves over to sit in Miyavi’s lap and feeds the other. “So, how does it taste?”
Miyavi chews a bit and answers, “Very, very good~” He leans in to eat more, enjoying being so close to his boyfriend again.”
“How was work?”
“It was…alright.”
“Oh, well, hopefully I can make your night more than alright,” he says, feeding the other more food. “I got a special dessert prepared too.”
“Mm~ I love dessert,” Miyavi comments with a smile as he finishes up his plate. He reaches over for his glass and drinks, licking his lips. “So, what is it?” he asks curiously.
“You have to go upstairs to find out,” Toshiya chirps, hopping off the other’s lap. He takes the soloist’s hand, pulls him up, and leads him upstairs. He pushes the door open and let’s go of his hand, crawling onto the bed. He lays on the bed, uncovers the chocolate coated strawberries, and flicks his tongue on the sweet fruit, before biting it.
Miyavi smiles at the tempting sight and walks over, taking a seat next to the other. He leans over and eats the offered treat, chewing it happily.
“I figured what better treat to have with my Miyavi than to make love with him,” he says, feeding the other the rest of the fruit.
“Mm…I don’t know, Totchi. I don’t think I can,” he admits softly.
“Why not? Do you not love me anymore?”
“No, no…I love you very much. I can’t imagine being without you in my ilfe.”
“Then why not make love with me? It’s not as much as work as what we’ve been doing for the past couple days,” Toshiya says softly, looking down.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I didn’t expect you to do all those things to me since you pushed me away. I thought making love would be nice from all the rough stuff we’ve been doing.”
“Rough stuff?” Miyav quirks a brow, “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, come on, Mi-chan~” I know you don’t have a bad memory, especially with something that intense like handcuffs and role playing a devious doctor and a naughty nurse,” he says with a pout.
“Totchi…we haven’t done that for a couple months now. I’m sorry we haven’t had sex since then, but I was stuck in an emotional rut.”
“And let me guess, you’re pretending to be in one now,” Toshiya says serious, “I don’t know what kind of games you’re playing, Miyavi, but I don’t like it.” He starts walking out the room until Miyavi grabs his wrist.
“I’m not playing any game. I’m only being honest with you like I have for years. I seriously don’t remember doing anything with handcuffs or role playing, except for the time I mentioned.”
“Well, I remember it clearly. Maybe you didn’t think it was as amazing as I said it was, but I’ll make sure never to mention having sex with you ever again,” he states, snatching his hand away and heads out the room, but pauses to face Miyavi. “I’ll give you some time to think about it. Maybe you’ll remember without me around, Mi-chan…or should I say Dr. Mako,” he huffs, making his exit.
“Mako…?” Miyavi says softly.
~*~
Sighing softly, Miyavi picks up the bottle of beer and takes a sip. He glances at the man taking a seat next to him at the bar and says, “I’m glad you came.”
“Well, I didn’t have anything to do, plus it was nice getting some time away from my newphew,” Sakito says, before ordering a drink for himself, “So, what’s up?”
“Um…Toshiya and I…we had a fight,” he says softly, looking down at the bottle.
“Oh, Miyavi, every couple has a fight once in a while.”
“But this wasn’t an ordinary couple fight, Sakito.”
“Then what was it about?” the older man asks, sipping at his drink.
“Well, ever since my mother got sick and passed away, I haven’t been as intimate as I used to be with Totchi,” Miyavi begins.
“So, what…a couple times a week or something?”
“More like hugs, cuddles, and kisses every day.”
“Oh…”
“He’s never complained about it before, until today. He said we did something together and I don’t remember it at all.”
“Something?” he repeats, raising a brow, “Like what, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Something sexual…two days of something sexual.”
“Wow, more people would remember something like that, whether it’s good or bad. Anou…what do you remember from those days?”
Miyavi takes a long sip as he thinks and replies, “One day I remember going for a walk and then I was in the studio, thinking up lyrics.”
“Hmm…kinda sounds like you’re having black outs. Didn’t that happen a week or so after the band’s disbanding?” Sakito asks, sipping his drink.
“Yeah, but it wasn’t this bad. I only didn’t remember things for a couple hours.”
“Is there anything else you remember that could be a common symptom?”
“Oh, Toshiya mentioned a familiar name.”
“What is it?” the older man asks.
“Um…Mako,” Miyavi simply answers.
“Mako…hm…isn’t that your alter ego name?”
“Yeah, years ago, but I took care of that in therapy.”
Sakito finishes up his drink and asks, “Is there something you’re holding back?”
“Not really.”
“Are you sure? Is work stressing you out or anything?”
Miyavi shakes his head slowly.
“Well, remember you can always call me if anything is bothering you…and I mean anything~” Sakito assures.
“Thanks,” the soloist responds, smiling a little at him.
Pairing(s): Miyavi x Toshiya
Character(s): Sakito
Bands: Dir en grey & [FIGURe:]
Rating: overall R
Summary: Toshiya tries to please Miyavi, but the hit a little bump in the road getting there.
Author's Notes: I think my fear of rushing through this fic popped into my head here. I hope I'm not. =/
Miyavi sighs softly, unlocks the front door, and enters the house. He tosses his bag lazily on the couch and drags into the kitchen.
“Mi-chan~” Toshiya greets happily, going over to the other and hugging him tight, “Welcome home!”
The musician smiles and hugs the other, then gets escorted to the table. He sits down and watches the other bring over a plate of food, then pours a cold drink for him. He sniffs the food lightly and compliments, “This smells delicious, Totchi.”
Toshiya bows a bit and says, “Thank you.” He moves over to sit in Miyavi’s lap and feeds the other. “So, how does it taste?”
Miyavi chews a bit and answers, “Very, very good~” He leans in to eat more, enjoying being so close to his boyfriend again.”
“How was work?”
“It was…alright.”
“Oh, well, hopefully I can make your night more than alright,” he says, feeding the other more food. “I got a special dessert prepared too.”
“Mm~ I love dessert,” Miyavi comments with a smile as he finishes up his plate. He reaches over for his glass and drinks, licking his lips. “So, what is it?” he asks curiously.
“You have to go upstairs to find out,” Toshiya chirps, hopping off the other’s lap. He takes the soloist’s hand, pulls him up, and leads him upstairs. He pushes the door open and let’s go of his hand, crawling onto the bed. He lays on the bed, uncovers the chocolate coated strawberries, and flicks his tongue on the sweet fruit, before biting it.
Miyavi smiles at the tempting sight and walks over, taking a seat next to the other. He leans over and eats the offered treat, chewing it happily.
“I figured what better treat to have with my Miyavi than to make love with him,” he says, feeding the other the rest of the fruit.
“Mm…I don’t know, Totchi. I don’t think I can,” he admits softly.
“Why not? Do you not love me anymore?”
“No, no…I love you very much. I can’t imagine being without you in my ilfe.”
“Then why not make love with me? It’s not as much as work as what we’ve been doing for the past couple days,” Toshiya says softly, looking down.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I didn’t expect you to do all those things to me since you pushed me away. I thought making love would be nice from all the rough stuff we’ve been doing.”
“Rough stuff?” Miyav quirks a brow, “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, come on, Mi-chan~” I know you don’t have a bad memory, especially with something that intense like handcuffs and role playing a devious doctor and a naughty nurse,” he says with a pout.
“Totchi…we haven’t done that for a couple months now. I’m sorry we haven’t had sex since then, but I was stuck in an emotional rut.”
“And let me guess, you’re pretending to be in one now,” Toshiya says serious, “I don’t know what kind of games you’re playing, Miyavi, but I don’t like it.” He starts walking out the room until Miyavi grabs his wrist.
“I’m not playing any game. I’m only being honest with you like I have for years. I seriously don’t remember doing anything with handcuffs or role playing, except for the time I mentioned.”
“Well, I remember it clearly. Maybe you didn’t think it was as amazing as I said it was, but I’ll make sure never to mention having sex with you ever again,” he states, snatching his hand away and heads out the room, but pauses to face Miyavi. “I’ll give you some time to think about it. Maybe you’ll remember without me around, Mi-chan…or should I say Dr. Mako,” he huffs, making his exit.
“Mako…?” Miyavi says softly.
~*~
Sighing softly, Miyavi picks up the bottle of beer and takes a sip. He glances at the man taking a seat next to him at the bar and says, “I’m glad you came.”
“Well, I didn’t have anything to do, plus it was nice getting some time away from my newphew,” Sakito says, before ordering a drink for himself, “So, what’s up?”
“Um…Toshiya and I…we had a fight,” he says softly, looking down at the bottle.
“Oh, Miyavi, every couple has a fight once in a while.”
“But this wasn’t an ordinary couple fight, Sakito.”
“Then what was it about?” the older man asks, sipping at his drink.
“Well, ever since my mother got sick and passed away, I haven’t been as intimate as I used to be with Totchi,” Miyavi begins.
“So, what…a couple times a week or something?”
“More like hugs, cuddles, and kisses every day.”
“Oh…”
“He’s never complained about it before, until today. He said we did something together and I don’t remember it at all.”
“Something?” he repeats, raising a brow, “Like what, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Something sexual…two days of something sexual.”
“Wow, more people would remember something like that, whether it’s good or bad. Anou…what do you remember from those days?”
Miyavi takes a long sip as he thinks and replies, “One day I remember going for a walk and then I was in the studio, thinking up lyrics.”
“Hmm…kinda sounds like you’re having black outs. Didn’t that happen a week or so after the band’s disbanding?” Sakito asks, sipping his drink.
“Yeah, but it wasn’t this bad. I only didn’t remember things for a couple hours.”
“Is there anything else you remember that could be a common symptom?”
“Oh, Toshiya mentioned a familiar name.”
“What is it?” the older man asks.
“Um…Mako,” Miyavi simply answers.
“Mako…hm…isn’t that your alter ego name?”
“Yeah, years ago, but I took care of that in therapy.”
Sakito finishes up his drink and asks, “Is there something you’re holding back?”
“Not really.”
“Are you sure? Is work stressing you out or anything?”
Miyavi shakes his head slowly.
“Well, remember you can always call me if anything is bothering you…and I mean anything~” Sakito assures.
“Thanks,” the soloist responds, smiling a little at him.