In his eyes

Band: Alice Nine, Kagrra,

Pairing: Saga&Shou, Tora&Akiya, Nao&Hiroto

Rating: 17+

Genre: soft angst

Warnings: based on a true story

Note: "In his eyes I've always wanted to be the best. That he would be proud to have such a protégé, a friend. I would never think I could do something that he deems pathetic. And I guess that's what I did."

Based on a true story of very disgusting joke.

Tora laughed briefly as Hiroto tripped over the threshold. He helped his friend to keep his balance and entered the wardrobe.

"And I told you to be careful" said Nao, wrapping his arm around Hiroto's waist. "But you never listen."

"I'm listening, but it' never worked" Hiroto sighed and the others laughed at him.

"Poor little squirrel" Saga muttered, still smiling. "Hey, Tora, your cellphone seems to be ringing."

"Seriously?" Tora picked up the muted phone from the cupboard. "Oh, it's Akiya. Hi, honey, is something wrong? Usually you call..."

"Turn on hands-free mode."

"What? Why?"

"Just do it" Akiya's voice was filled with anger.

"Alright, alright" Tora turned on the option Akiya asked for. "Guys, Aki would like to talk to all of us, I think so."

"You think well" the venom in Akiya's voice reached a maximum level. "Where do I begin... Are you all crazy?!"

"But what's the matter?" Hiroto was surprised.

"What's the matter? I don't know, maybe I'm talking about that you were pushing the wheelchair on which your honorable singer was sitting? Maybe that's what I mean?!"

"But Akiya, it was just a joke" explained Shou.

"A joke?! A joke is when it makes everyone around it laugh, not just whoever came up with it! Admit it, Kazumasa, it was your idea."

"Well, you're right..."

"Ah, so I was right after all!" Akiya laughed dryly. "Personally, I felt sick. Twice. When I heard about it and when I found out it was a joke. Such a joke! Can you explain to me, why you thought this kid's idea was so brilliant? Masashi? Nao? Hiroto? Saga? Anyone can explain this to me? Maybe let's start with my beloved Tora. Any suggestions?"

"I don't know, I just... I couldn't argue against it" replied Tora.

"Because what? Because it's your leader? Do you think that if Izumi had stupid ideas, all four of us were silent? Let's ignore the fact that Izumi didn't descend to this level of embarrassment."

"What level of embarrassment, Akiya, it was..." Shou stood up abruptly, speaking each word louder and louder.

Kagrra,'s ex-guitarist, however, cut him off.

"You keep quiet, sir Generous. Nao, tell me, why you let him do this."

"I stopped being a leader last year..."

"And what?! Whether you're a leader or not, you have to, I repeat, you have to notice, when someone is doing something wrong! It doesn't matter, if you are leader or not, okay? Kami-sama... Hiroto, explain to me, why did you agree to push that goddamn wheelchair?"

"Erm, I don't know, this is clumsy boy's life, I guess" Hiroto shrugged, staring at Nao fearfully.

"And if they told you to jump out of the window, you would also open your arms and fly?" Akiya sighed heavily. "Think for yourself sometimes, kid. Saga, do you have anything to add?"

"If you want to convince Kazuma to anything, you must have some super power, otherwise you can't. And for sure to change his point of view" replied Saga. "So, don't yell at me."

"I won't even comment on that" Akiya said. "Congratulations, Shou, for subjugating the band so that everyone is blindly listening to you. You even turned my Masashi into a wet sock. Bravo! It's just a pity no one can bring you upright."

"It was just a joke!" Shou grabbed Tora's cell phone. "A joke, nothing else! You have no right to judge us in this way!"

There was a moment of silence. All that was heard was Shou's gasp breathing.

"You know, Kazumasa..." Akiya thought for a moment. "Where is this smiling radiantly Shou, who was following Isshi and called him "Isshi-sama"? If this Shou would be scolded, he would apologize immedientaly. It's strange for me talking with you now, when you're acting like this. Isshi wouldn't be proud of you, Kazumasa."

Tora caught his phone at the last moment, when Shou let it go from his hand.

"Hey, Kazuma, what happened?" Saga got up and walked to Shou, who was standing with his mouth slightly parted and his eyes slowly glazing.

"Do you understand now?" asked Akiya.

"Yes" Nao nodded. "I'm sorry in the name of all band. We should be more serious."

"Murai is right, I'm sorry" Hiroto smiled weakly.

"Masashi?"

"You're right, I'm sorry" Tora sighed. "Saga and Shou would probably apologize, if Shou wouldn't crying and Saga wouldn't be himself."

Saga glared at him, still hugging crying Shou.

"...he's crying?" asked Akiya after a moment.

"Yes. He probably realized, what he had done. And now he's very sorry" explained Tora. "Would you call me this evening?"

"Yes. I'm sorry that I scolded all of you."

"You don't have to apologize, we deserved it" said Nao.

"So... Have a nice day. Bye" Akiya ended a call.

In his eyes I've always wanted to be the best. That he would be proud to have such a protégé, a friend. I would never think I could do something that he deems pathetic. And I guess that's what I did. I lowered myself to the level that even Ruki is far from.

Shou gripped the flower stalks with his fingers and pushed the heavy gate with his other hand. As he walked between the graves, he felt his knees soften and felt as if his heart was about to pop out of his chest. He was scared. As if he was really going to see him now.

"Hi, Shinohara" he said calmly, walked to the gravestone. "How are you? Look, I brought you tulips. Yellow."

Shou crouched down and put the flowers on the gravestone.

"I've done something stupid" he said, staring at Isshi's name and surname carved into the marble. "I'm sorry. I always wanted to make you proud of me. You're probalby sad now, aren't you?"

Ohara ran his fingers over the kanji that formed the dates of Isshi's birth and death.

"Too few years separate them" said Shou, sitting down on the ground. "So how do you like the flowers? They're pretty, right? The saleswoman thought it was for my girlfriend. She became sad, when I told her, who I was carrying them to."

Afternoon wind blew Shou's hair and he trembled because of it.

"It's getting cold" the vocalist smiled, covering himself with his sweater. "Do you remember? You gave me this sweater. It was so long ago..."

Shou laughed, getting up.

"Maybe I'll come here tomorrow too. I don't know. I'll see" Kazuma turned back. "I'm not gonna do something like this again. I promise. See you again, Shino."

The cemetery gate creaked softly as Shou closed it. He smiled slightly and disappeared into the crowd of passersby.

The wind opened a note attached to the bouquet...

I'm sorry, Isshi~sama.

The end

Silence in the Darkness

Band: ViViD&Alice Nine

Pairing: Shin&Shou

Rating: 17+

Genre: comedy, romance

Warnings: some erotic scenes

Note: Shou has a nightmare after break up with Saga, so Shin wants to conform him.

And there is a little hope for a future too.

"Shou-san?" he heard, when he woke up. "What are you doing here so early? And why are you asleep?"

The vocalist opened his eyes. He saw Sachiko, the cleaning lady, who was leaning over the broom and looking at him with concern.

"I fell asleep?" Shou was confused.

He sat up on the sofa. His body hurt.

"Yes, you fell asleep" nodded Sachiko.

"Well, I should go home" said Shou, standing up.

"So, why you came here?" Sachiko looked at him a little confused.

"Wait, Sachiko-san. What time is it?" asked Shou.

Sachiko looked at her watch.

"Almost 7am" replied the cleaning lady. "Why are you asking?"

"7am?"

"Yes. Wait, Shou-san, do you want to tell me, that you were sleeping here all night?" Sachiko was shocked.

"Probably" Shou sighed. "Goodbye, Sachiko-san."

"Goodbye" replied the cleaning lady and started doing her job.

* * *

Shou pulled out the keys from his pocked and opened the door to the staicase. He was still confused that he really fell asleep in studio. He just wanted to stay a little longer to do some things and fell asleep on the sofa. It was strange in his case.

"Good morning, Shou-sama!"

He recognized this voice after a while, because he still was a little sleepy. He turned around. He was right, it was Shin.

Younger vocalist stood in front of him, a little confused. In one hand he had a trashbag, in other a cup probably with his morning coffee.

"Hello, Shin-kun" replied Shou finally.

Shin looked at his coffee, at Shou and then gave him his mug.

"It will be helpful for you" he said, smiling and walked down the stairs.

"Thank you" muttered Shou, still sleepy, taking a sip of the drink and wondering, why the younger vocalist was running to throw the garbage with the coffee in his hand.

Well, everyone has their own habits.

The door creaked as Shou entered the apartment. It felt way too quiet. It had been like that for two months. Saga left him. Not for any particular reason, one day he just left.

Shou put Shin's mug on the nightstand and laid down on the bed, opening the manga and looking for the page where he finished reading. But he couldn't focus. The longer Saga was gone, the more lonely he felt. He needed someone's touch, anyone's.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Shou broke out of his thoughts and stood up slowly. Everything still hurt him, the couch in the studio was very uncomfortable. He opened the door and saw Shin behind it.

"Shou-sama, do you have a mop or something like that, because my bathroom is... Shou-sama, what happened?" Shin's face changed from a bemused smile to worry.

He raised his hand and wiped with his hand the tears that Shou didn't even notice.

"Why are you crying, Shou?"

"I don't know, my eyes are watering from lack of sleep" replied Shou, suddenly realizing that Shin hadn't added "san" or "sama" to his nickname.

"Why won't you sleep a little? If you have time, of course" said Shin. "But you know, whenever you feel sad, you can come to my place for tea. My door is open to you at any time of the day or night."

"I'll remember that" Shou forced a little smile. "About the mop, I'll get it right away."

"I would take mine, but it broke recently and I forgot to buy a new one" explained Shin as Shou handed him the mop.

"How can a mop break?" Shou was surprised.

"You have to be me" Shin laughed shortly. "Thank you, Shou-sama. See you later!"

Before Shou closed the door, he noticed that Shin tripped on stairs.

* * *

He couldn't sleep. He was laying in the darkness, staring with blurry eyes at the ceiling. He felt empty. That silence around him was strangling him. After a while he finally fell asleep.

He was in the studio. Suddenly the building shook and collapsed. Shou woke up after a while and was surprised to find that he was practically fine. The building contained all of the PSC bands, except for Ruki and Keiyu, whom he noticed standing in front of the rubble.

"Look, they died" announced Kousuke, nudging Hikaru with his foot.

"They're all dead" confirmed Gazette's vocalist, patting Shin's cheek.

"Isn't that funny?" Keiyu laughed as he stepped over Byou.

"Of course" Ruki sneered as he picked up Nao's shirt.

"Shouldn't he join the rest?" Keiyu pointed at Shou, while kicking Born's vocalist in the back.

"That's right" Ruki pulled a knife out of his pocket. "Come on, Bunny, it will be fun!"

Shou started to run. He jumped over Yuhra and wanted to leave the rumbles. But even if the building collapsed, the walls stayed. Or maybe not the walls, but some strange, invissible barrier, which didn't bother Ruki at all.

"I'm gonna kill you like others" Ruki laughed and tried to stab Shou.

But before the knife could reach him...

...he woke up. He cried again, this time out of fear. He stood up. He didn't care about late hour. He went to the staircase, locked the door and quickly ran upstairs, so after a while he was standing in front of Shin's apartment and waiting for the younger vocalist to open the door for him.

"Who's there?" he heard a voice behind the door.

After a moment they opened with force and Shin stood in the doorway, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"Shou-sama?"

"I had a nightmare" announced Shou. "You died in it. They all died. Only Ruki and Keiyu... They wanted to kill me. Can I go in?"

"Sure, come in" Shin let Shou inside. "Sit down on the sofa and make yourself comfortable. I'll make some tea to calm you down."

Shou watched Shin all the way to the kitchen. The younger vocalist didn't look like he was going to bed, he was still wearing his casual clothes. He returned a moment later and put two mugs on the table.

"Shou, you're trembling" no suffix again.

Shin sat down next to him on the couch.

"Hey, it's just a dream, nothing like that happened. We're both alive, right?"

"You haven't seen all your friends and loved ones dead" replied Shou, feeling his hands starting to tremble. "They all... Even you... Everyone..."

Shou twitched as Shin hugged him.

"Relax, Shou" he said softly, stroking his head. "It's just a bad dream."

"You're warm" Shou whispered, closing his eyes. "And so caring. And I thought you could only act like a fanboy in my presence."

"Shou...?" Shin blinked as Shou laid down on his lap.

"Comfortably" muttered Shou. "Just don't faint because I'm hugging you or something. I just need someone's closeness..."

"I understand" nodded Shin. "Actually, I would rather have Shindy lying here right now. Although..."

"Although?"

"That option is nice for me, too" replied Shin.

"Shin?"

"Yes?"

Shou got up and looked into his eyes.

"You know that I still love Sakamoto, right?"

"I know. I love Shindy" Shin shrugged and... kissed him. "Which doesn't change the fact that I like you, Kazumasa."

"Akihide..."

"Wait, what?" Shin laughed, then froze for a really short moment. "Did you really say my name?"

"Indeed" Shou was surprised by this himself, then shuddered as Shin embraced his arms and legs and took him in his arms.

"We're going to the bedroom, my bed is probably more comfortable than this sofa" explained Shin, smiling slightly.

"You are strong" Shou noticed with a little surprise as Shin put him on the bed.

"Do I seem weak for you?" Shin kissed Shou gently.

Kazuma shook his head.

"Sometimes when you're in ultra-fanboy mode, but besides that never..."

"Probably" Shin undid the last button of Shou's pajamas. "Hey, Kazuma?"

"What?"

"What would happen, when we wake up in the morning?" Shin asked looking at Shou attentively.

"Nothing's going to happen" replied Shou, taking off Shin's shirt. "We are both still single, we are both in love with other people. I think everything will be back to normal."

"Do you think so?" asked Shin, flipping Shou onto the bed and leaning over him.

"Yes. Don't worry about the future, Akihide" Shou stroked Shin's cheek. "So I am uke again?"

"You said yourself that I'm not weak" Shin smirked and pulled Shou into a passionate kiss.

* * *

Only the ticking of the clock broke the silence. Shou cuddled up to Shin, trying to calm his breathing.

"I was starting to wonder, why I didn't come here sooner."

"Huh, do you want one more time?" Shin laughed and ran his fingers through Shou's hair. "You look cute, when your hair is so messy."

"We should go take a shower" said Shou. "But I'm too sleepy now."

"Me too" Shin smiled slightly.

"By the way, why weren't you sleeping before?"

"Insomnia" explained Shin shortly. "Sometimes it happens to me. And then I'm like a zombie on the rehearsal."

"Do you think you're going to fall asleep now?"

"We have to fall asleep, because we won't get up tomorrow" said Shin.

A moment later, he fell overwhelmed by sleep.

"Interesting situation" Shou grabbed Shin's right hand which the younger vocalist was hugging him. "We both have such soft hands..."

Shou's eyes closed slowly and he fell asleep. This time he didn't have any nightmares.

Shin's alarm clock woke them. Shou opened his eyes and was surprised to discover that he had been sleeping all night holding Shin's hand.

"How romantic" said Shin, untangling their fingers. "Come on, let's make some breakfast. I'll be a little late at worst."

Moments later, in front of Shou, there was a bowl of rice and a cup of warm tea.

"Do you want some veggies, or do you prefer a sweet breakfast?" Shin smiled radiantly.

"Sweet is fine" said Shou, and Shin put cinnamon and sugar on the table.

"Pour as much as you want. I swear it's tasty" Shin, still smiling, poured some sauce over his rice, which he heated in a pot. "I prefer ginger sauce, though."

"Tasty indeed" Shou admitted after tasting Shin's culinary innovations. "Reno won't kill you if you're late?"

"You know Reno, Shou-sama needed some help to deal with his feelings, forgive me for being late" Shin quoted his excuse as he sat down in front of Shou.

"Bon appetit~!" they said simultaneously and ate their breakfast in silence.

Shou opened the door to his apartment, saying goodbye to Shin a moment earlier. Yes, everything is back to normal.

* * *

About a month later, Shou heard a key click in the door. He got up from the couch and saw Saga hanging his sweatshirt on a hanger as if nothing had happened.

"Hi" he said calmly, but Shou knew that he was nervous. "You know... Well... I tried to sleep around, because I wanted to forget about you, but... I need you. Not all of these women in clubs."

Shou blinked. Yes, it was a typical confession for Saga.

"Well..." Saga scratched his head. "Erm... Should I buy you chocolates and flowers, or just go out and never come back?"

Shou tilted his head. What is he talking about?

"Sakamoto, do you really think that I would be able to throw you out the door?" Shou took a few steps towards him. "Besides, believe me, I also had to comfort myself somehow after you left me."

"You? Were you able to do this?" Saga frowned.

"As you can see" Shou shrugged.

"You're impossible" Saga sighed.

"And who says that?" Shou snorted, getting closer to Saga.

"In fact, I'm worse..." Saga sighed.

Shou blinked confusedly.

"Did you admit it?"

"Yes?" Saga bit his lower lip. "Should I go get these chocolates?"

"And asters."

"Yes, I know, I remember" Saga smiled slightly, putting his arm around Shou's waist. "I missed you a little... But you must have cried for more than one night, huh?"

"After all, our colleagues won't look at us like we're serial killers" Shou kissed Saga softly. "But you didn't have to smoke just before you got here."

"Do you know how stressful it was?! Good thing I still had the keys, because you probably wouldn't let me in" Saga laughed shortly, hugging Shou. "You know, Kazuma... I promise that I will never leave you again."

"And why I have to believe you?"

"Because you love me" Saga smiled fondly. "Right?"

"Don't even doubt it" Shou closed his eyes.

The silence became Saga's voice, who illuminated the darkness around him with his favorite lighter.

The end

A cure for complexes

Band: Kagrra,&Alice Nine

Pairing: Isshi&Shou

Rating: 17+

Genre: comedy, romance

Warnings: some erotic scenes

Note: Shou has a lof of complexes, so Isshi wants to find a cure for them.

Shou put on his sunglasses and left the studio. They've been successfully recording their mini album. The deadline was in July, so they had to hurry.

He heard footsteps behind him. Silent steps, because this person was walking gracefully.

He turned his hear over his shoulder and saw Isshi, who smiled to him fondly.

"Good morning, Isshi-sama" Shou greeted him politely.

Isshi just sighed.

"I told you thatyou should stop calling me that way" he said, walking to Shou. "Let's go, Bunny, let's go. Don't stare at me like at a picture."

"Alright, alright" Shou started to walk again.

"So, how is recording the album going, Shou-kun?" asked Isshi.

"Okay" replied Shou.

"Conversations with you are sometimes very interesting" Isshi smiled fondly. "And you should take off you sunglasses, the sky is cloudy and we can't even see the sun. You shouldn't hide your pretty eyes."

Shou stopped suddenly. He looked at Isshi, vissibly confused.

"...pretty?"

"Yes, you have pretty eyes, Shou-kun" replied Isshi, placing his hands on his hips. "And what were you thinking, Bunny? You don't think you're ugly, do you? Are you blushing or I'm seeing things?"

"Optical illusion" muttered Shou. "I have to go. See you later, Isshi-sama."

"See you later" Isshi looked after the young singer walking away. "I guess I'll have to explain a few things to him."

* * *

The next day Shou had to go do grocery shopping, even if the weather was horrible. It was raining and the wind was blowing so hard that the trees were almost overlapping. However, the frige decided it was the perfect day to be empty. So Shou had the choice of either fighting the weather or surviving the day on the cottage cheese, which smelled suspiciously, and a bowl of rice.

"I can do it" he said, taking an umbrella with him.

He ran down the stairs, passing soaked Ruki on his way. Yes, it was definitely the most beautiful sight in his life.

When he was walking in the supermarket's direction and trying to hold an umbrella tightly, he remembered suddenly, what Isshi told him the previous day.

"There is nothing about me that anyone can like, and my eyes are too big. And I'm ugly without makeup. And my pants are tearing on my thighs. And my hair is frizz. I guess I look like a poodle right now. So much moisture in the air..."

Shou had to stop talking to himself, when the wind broke his umbrella.

"Awesome" mumbled Shou, when streams of cold rain ran down his shoulders. "Now, for a good measure, I look like a wet hen. How funny."

He didn't want to go to the supermarket anymore. But his stomach from time to time was giving him signs that this bowl of rice wouldn't be enough for the whole day. He entered the nearest shop, picked up the basket, and stood in front of the soybean milk shelf.

"Shou-kun?" he heard a familiar voice.

He turned around and saw Isshi, who seemed worried.

"Good morning, Isshi-sama" said Shou, putting two litres of soy milk into his basket.

"Why do you look like someone threw a bucket of water on you?" asked Isshi.

"My umbrella broke down" explained Shou, putting the waffles in his basket.

"You can catch a cold, if you won't warm up right now. And in our case, that's not good" said Isshi.

"I'll be fine" Shou smiled slightly.

" Buy what you need and wait at the door. I won't leave you alone without an umbrella, your home is too far away" announced Isshi, dropping a ready-made dish into the basket. "I live closer, so don't even protest, because I'm taking you in for some hot tea. Understand?"

"Yes, Isshi-sama" Shou smiled slightly.

"I'm glad that you agree with me" Isshi smiled back and disappeared behind the rack of instant noodles.

Shou leaned against the basket table and waited for Isshi. He showed up a moment later with a shopping bag in his left hand and an umbrella in his right hand.

"Let's go" said Isshi, unfolding his umbrella.

The wind had calmed down a bit, so there was no risk of wires from their protective barrier against the rain would give up again.

The road to Isshi's apartment passed silently. When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Kagrra,'s vocalist looked at Shou with concern.

"I hope that you're not gonna get sick" said Isshi, walking to the door and pulling keys from his pocket. "You're recording the album, you have to be healthy."

"Why are you taking care of me, Isshi-sama?" asked Shou, walking into Isshi's apartament.

He took off his shoes.

"Why are you surprised?"

"Because you don't seem to be altruistic, Isshi-sama" explained Shou.

"Really?" Isshi was surprised, then laughed shortly. "Actually, Akiya told me the same thing once. And Nao. And Shin. And Izumi... Am I selfish, Shou-kun?"

"I wouldn't use such a strong word..." denied Shou.

Isshi sighed and shook his head.

"Wait here, I'll find you some dry clothes and then you have to go take a hot shower. Don't look at me like that, you have to warm up somehow."

"Yes, I know" Shou sat down at the table and only now noticed a few pairs of eyes staring at him.

Three cats and four dogs glared at him.

"A lot of you here..."

"Did you say something?" Isshi showed up with dry clothes. "I think my pets became interested in you. If you weren't dripping with water, Otaki would probably have gotten on your lap by now."

Isshi laughed and gave Shou some dry clothes.

"Go to the bathroom, I'll put the food in the fridge. Did you buy anything you need to put there?" asked Isshi.

"Some yoghurt, I guess" replied Shou, ignoring Isshi's dogs that cuddled up to his legs.

"Unlike cats, they love water" Isshi smiled as he took the ginger cat in his arms. "Right, Otaki?"

The cat meowed and shook its tail. Shou laughed and disappeared into the bathroom for several minutes.

A hot shower made him forget all the evil in the world. He put on what Isshi had prepared for him. He was glad the pants were quite loose, because he was afraid that they would break, as did half of his.

Kazuma dried his hair with a towel and left the bathroom. Isshi was sitting on the couch with Otaki on his lap and the other cats sleeping at his sides. Two dogs were playing togheter and the rest of the animals was asleep.

"And how are you feeling now?" asked Isshi, stroking Otaki's ear.

"Better" said Shou, looking through the window. "The weather doesn't look like it's going to get better."

"I think so too" Isshi hissed as Otaki bit his finger. "Oh, you little flea, biting the hand that feeds you?"

Otaki landed on the floor, which was used by the dog, who had enough fun with his friend, and jumped on Isshi's lap.

"What happened, Pinky? Do you want to hug?" Isshi laughed and looked at Shou, who stirred his tea with a teaspoon . "Is your hair curling?"

Shou froze for a moment, remembering this hated feature of his hair.

"Yes, I'm among the few Asians who need a straightener" replied Shou. "That sweater is warm."

"You can take it if you like it" Isshi smiled fondly. "I got it from my aunt who, to be honest, I don't like."

"Thank you" Shou looked at Isshi gratefully. "I truly thank you for helping me in this situation..."

"You can stay here for as long as you like, Shou-kun" Isshi stood up.

Pinky wasn't happy about it.

"Would you like some cakes? Izumi brought it the day before yesterday for the rehearsal and I had some leftovers."

"Okay" nodded Shou, watching Isshi disappear into the kitchen.

He shifted his gaze to the doggie, who was looking at him curiously.

"What, sweetie? Do you want to play?"

"He's going to want a cake in a moment" Isshi put the plate of cheesecake on the table and handed Shou the spoon. "Enjoy your meal."

"Thank you" Shou smiled as he spooned the dough with his spoon.

He was a bit uncomfortable sitting in the house of someone he admired, in his clothes, eating his cake with his spoon on his plate and being watched by him. Usually he was the watcher, not the watching one.

"Tasty" muttered Shou, putting the last piece in his mouth. "Is something wrong, Isshi-sama?"

"I have the feeling that you have some complexes" explained Isshi. "I have noticed once before that you react strangely when talking about your appearance..."

"Because I'm ugly" replied Shou.

Isshi blinked and the corners of his mouth twitched in a slightly psychedelic way.

"Are you kidding me?" Isshi laughed hysterically. "You? Ugly? You? If you are ugly, I should probably be a monster in horror movies."

Isshi stood up and walked to Shou, then put hands on his shoulders.

"Do you really think that you're ugly?" he asked.

"Isshi-sama..."

"Bunny, I have to explain to you something" said Isshi. "You're beautiful, silly."

"Isshi-sama...?"

"You know, I've recently remembered something" said Isshi, putting hands on Shou's cheeks. "I remembered when you kissed me. And I'm curious, how it would feel like, when we're sober."

Shou didn't even have time to answer, because at the same moment he felt Isshi's lips on his own. He flinched after a moment and kissed him back, feeling as if he were about to pass out. Isshi moved away after a while and looked at Shou, who was confused at the moment.

"I was right, it's better now" said Isshi. "I want to know. You don't love me, right?"

"I don't" replied Shou.

He was confused, because he had trouble talking.

"Good" Isshi gave him a hand. "Come with me, I have to explain you more things, pretty boy."

"I'm not..."

"Yes, I must teach you to love yourself" Isshi opened the bedroom door. "I think you will stay here for the night, Kazuma. I can call you that, right?"

"Isshi-sama..."

"Shinohara."

"What?"

"Call me by my name. Just today" Isshi put Shou on the bed. "You can even call me >>Shino<<."

"Shino... that sounds nice" said Shou, unbuttoning Isshi's sweatshirt with one move. "Actually, I'm not going to be cold now, right? And I guess I was supposed to warm up."

"Oh yes, Bunny. I'll do my best" said Isshi, kissing him again.

* * *

"Hi, Shou. Why are you so happy?" asked Nao, when Shou burst into the rehearsal room, smiling radiantly.

"I don't know" replied the vocalist, doing a funny pirouette, then took off his gray sweater and hung it on a hanger. "Where's the rest?"

"They're still asleep" said Nao. "Though Hiroto's probably already racing through town in his car, chopping down all the trees and road signs along the way."

"This is exactly what happens to you" replied Shou, lying down on the couch.

"Very funny" Nao snorted, and froze. "Wait... Shou, did you just say something that was mean?"

"I think so" Shou waved his hand. "Hey Nao, do you think my eyes are pretty?"

"Of course I... Wait a minute, what?!" Nao stood up abruptly. "Who are you and what have you done to Shou?! You wouldn't have used the words "pretty" and "my eyes" in one sentence! Just tell me that your curls don't bother..."

"Do they have to?"

Nao hit his own face with his hand.

"You didn't bring your sunglasses, right?"

"I didn't."

"I should be happy, but I'm a little worried" said Nao.

They heard knocking on the door a moment later.

"Hi, kids" Isshi stood in threshold. "Shou, you forgot your keys. How do you want to go home?"

Isshi laughed and threw keys to him.

"Thank you" Shou smiled radiantly.

Isshi waved his hand and left the room.

Nao looked at Shou, confused.

"Shou? Did he..." Nao shook his head. "I understand now."

"Don't tell anyone" asked him Shou, playing with the keychain.

"I won't" promised Nao.

And then the guitarists burst into the rehearsal room.

"We aren't late, right?" asked Tora.

"Nope, two minutes left" replied Nao. "Shou, call Saga, if you are so happy and mean today."

"Okay" Shou smiled radiantly again and chose the bassist's number.

Yes, another normal day just started.

The end

Notes

Band: 168 -one sixty eight-&Migimimi sleep tight

Pairing: Aoi&Ryohei

Rating: 17+

Genre: romance

Warnings: some erotic scenes

Note: Aoi is sad, so Ryohei tries something new to cheer him up.

Ryohei entered the room and rubbed his eyes. Aoi was sitting on the windowsill and lazily tracing circles on the glass with his finger.

"What are you thinking about?" asked Ryohei, staring at Aoi. "Nobu?"

"About the fact that I don't have to go to anyone this year" replied Aoi, still tracing circles. "Every year this day I was packing my suitcase and then I was driving to my parents and grandma. To my dad and grandma. To my grandma. But now even this house is sold. There is no one there anymore. Although maybe this new family has already moved in. Probably so. They will sit down to the supper, go outside, look at the fireworks shining in the sky, count the time until the end of the year, dance, return home, go to sleep, get up in the morning and run quickly to the temple, because it's cold. And then to the cemetery to express New Year's greetings to the deceased relatives and they will return home."

"Nobu..."

"What?" Aoi turned back and looked at Ryohei. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just... I'm sad" explained Ryohei.

"Why? You have your own family" Aoi leaned over the window. "They're probably waiting for you."

"For ten years nobody is waiting for me" replied Ryohei.

Aoi looked at him.

"What are you talking about? Your parents are alive, right?"

"Yes, they're alive" Ryohei smiled ironically. "But I would prefer them dead."

"Ryohei!" Aoi frowned. "You shouldn't tell something like that, you shouldn't even think this way!"

"Your parents loved you, Nobu. You can't talk with them, because they're dead, not because..." Ryohei stopped for a moment and sat on the bed. "They don't want to. They disowned me, because I'm a guitarist in a rock band and I like boys. And because of this I'm an ungrateful son who they don't want to know anymore."

Ryohei twitched as he felt Aoi hugging him.

"When did you get here?"

"You were so focused on talking about these two assholes, who made you that you didn't notice" explained Aoi. "Why you didn't tell me?"

"About what? About me being gay or about my homophobic parents, who hate me?"

"About both things" replied Aoi. "You should tell me earlier."

"I know" Ryohei sighed.

"So" Aoi smiled fondly. "You don't like girls, Ryo-chan?"

"No. They're ugly..." Ryohei chuckled. "Why are you laughing at me? Your breath tickles me."

"Because I'm curious" said Aoi. "Have you ever been on top in your life?"

"Do you think I'm someone, who could be on top?" Ryohei frowned. "You know, nobody allowed me to before."

"But you don't have to ask for it."

"No?"

"No" Aoi shook his head. "If you want to be seme, you just have to grab his wrists, push him on the bed and kiss him. And then slowly, calmly take off his clothes. You don't have to hurry. There is no need for it."

"Okay, I understand" Ryohei smirked, looking at Aoi, who already clenched his fingers on his shirt.

"Wait, Ryohei, what are you up to?"

"So you say that..." Ryohei got up and grabbed Aoi's wrists. "I have to do this."

He pushed Aoi on the bed.

"And this."

He kissed him.

"And then I have to take off your clothes?"

"Let me go."

"No."

"Let me."

"No."

"But... What are you doing? What...?!"

"I'm looking for something."

"For what? Oh, okay, you found it. Now let me go."

"No."

"Let. Me. Go."

"No."

"I said that... What are you doing now?"

"I'm looking for something."

"What are you looking for in this drawer?"

"Scarf."

"What do you need a scarf for?"

"Because you are lunging."

"Did you just tie my hands to the bed frame?"

"Yes."

"Ryohei! Damn, I can't break free. Where are you going?"

"For a second scarf."

"For what?"

"Because if I tie each hand with one scarf, I will have more room to show off."

"Ryohei, come back here! Well, uke grounded me with some pink scarf with white dots. Wait, they're not dots, they're hearts. Ryohei!"

"Yes?"

"Where did you get so many scarves and what do you need them for?"

"From Tomo."

"vistlip's vocalist?"

"Yes."

"I'll kill him."

"Ask Shin."

"Which one?"

"ViViD's vocalist."

"Why him?"

"Because he's Tomo's friend."

"Seriously? That's interesting."

"Why?"

"Just because."

"Shinobu, did you sleep with them?"

"Would you please set me free? Please?"

"Oh, you were sleeping with them."

"Yes, my fault. Untie me."

"Will you be lunging?"

"Okay, I won't, I'll be a sweet, innocent uke."

"Sweet and innocent? This might be interesting. Nobu, have you ever been on the bottom?"

"Yes, I've been. Twice. With the same man. With no one else."

"And with whom?"

"With Akiya. Kagrra,'s former guitarist. Why are you asking?"

"Because you're scared."

"What? No, I'm not afraid, I just..."

"Being uke isn't scary."

"Said the one who was never been seme."

"Be quiet."

"Ryohei... What... How did you find it so quickly?!"

"A matter of practice."

"He found twice and..."

"Oh, here too. I need to take notes."

"You're impossible."

"I know. You love me for that."

* * *

Aoi wore his dressing-gown on his shoulders and left the bathroom, wiping hair with the towel. Ryohei was sitting on the sofa. He was making some notes in the notebook.

"What are you doing, Ryo-chan?" asked Aoi, looking over his shoulder.

"I'm taking notes."

"Are you serious?" Aoi was surprised.

"Yes" Ryohei nodded. "In general, you can be touched anywhere but here, because you react too strongly and stick your fingers in my arms painfully, which isn't pleasant."

"But it's pleasant for me."

"But not for me. My shoulders still hurt" Ryohei looked at Aoi, smiling fondly.

"Sorry" Aoi sat next to Ryohei. "So, how did you like being seme?

"I could learn a lot about you, when I focus on doing something, not just dance how your seme plays for you" Ryohei replied. "The cool thing about being uke is that seme knows exactly what you enjoy."

"You have a strange idea about being both, Ryo-chan" said Aoi said. "You better be the uke, because otherwise strange things happen."

"Well, actually" Ryohei narrowed his eyes. "Can I be seme all the time?"

"Forget it."

"But Nobu!"

"No" Aoi pushed Ryohei onto the sofa. "And now I'll show you what it really means to be seme."

"Shinobu..."

The end