[FIC] - Shrift - Aki/Kenzo - PG - Oneshot

Sep 03, 2009 11:27

Title: Shrift
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Pairings: Aki/Kenzo
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Written on a whim.



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Hiroto leaned on the table with one arm, his chin propped up on the ball of his hand. With the other he kept swirling a half empty bottle of beer.

"Aki, you're an idiot." He said and closed his eyes while he took another gulp of the beverage.

"Why, thank you." The bassist sunk down, stretching over the table's surface and lay his head on it.

"You're such an idiot." The younger repeated.

Aki picked up an empty pack of cigarettes and threw them at his friend. "Not helping, Hiroppon."

"A fault confessed is half redressed." He caught the pack mid air and threw it right back, hitting the bassist's head; it bounced off and fell to the ground.

"I called you to get drunk with me to make me forget, not to receive lectures." He rubbed at one eye.

"You're lucky I don't charge for lectures cause you, buddy, need a lot." Even though his friend wasn't looking at him, he gestured widely, pointing his bottle at him.

"As if that would do any help, either." He sat back up and uncapped his fifth bottle.

"It does!" Hiroto nodded sincerely. "Talking helps. Communication is the key for everything in life. If you don't tell him you love him, you'll stay this miserable."

He glowered at the young guitarist, without any success. "I had the chance and I missed it."

"Is he dead?" Hiroto deadpanned.

Aki choked on his beer and coughed a few times. "What? No! Of course not!"

"So you can still tell him." He smiled, much to Aki's annoyance.

"I can't." A deep sigh, rich of frustration. "I'm not the guy to fall in love."

"You already did fall in love." He licked a droplet off the bottle's neck.

Silence.

"Aki, listen, he loves you. He knows you better than anyone else, better than me, he's not even mad at you, he's just waiting for you to take that one step closer and admit that you love him back."

"Pon, I can't." He stared out of the window. "I don't think he wants to talk to me right now, anyway."

"You're an idiot."

"You're repetitive."

"I'm right."

Aki looked back down on the table, at the incomplete watery rings the cooled bottles had drawn on it's surface. He pulled a sleeve over his hand and tried to wipe them off.

"And you know I'm right." He reached across the the surface and placed his hand on Aki's, halting his frenzy motion. "So why do you hurt yourself like this?"

Underneath the wet sleeve of his hoodie, a fist tightened, digging nails into skin. "He loves me, Hiroto."

The younger squeezed his hand gently, trying to offer comfort and a signaling him to go on.

"Why did he tell me!" He shut his eyes to lock up tears that started to sting. "It had been perfect as it was. Being best friends, having fantastic sex, just hanging out without bothering about time. Why now add love?"

"It had already been there, Aki, all Kenzo did was voice it." He placed his second hand on the bassist's, too.

"I don't want this, Pon."

"You do want it, you wouldn't be crying if you didn't."

He rubbed at his eyes hastily. "I'm not crying."

For a moment or two Hiroto watched his friend sniff and avert gazes, feeling the slight shake in his hand, seeing the emotional haywire on his face.

"You should call him." Hiroto cooed.

Akihito shook his head, pulling his hand back to cradle it in his lap.

"Well, then," The younger pulled out his iPhone.

"What are you doing?" Aki's eyes grew wide, pressing out tears he tried to blink back.

"Helping." He held his phone for Aki to take it, already calling Kenzo.

And he picked up.

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Uhm.... wherever this came from.
Unbetaed.
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