LilacDreams5

Slowly, the blackness of sleep faded away, giving way to the morning light which filled Kaoru's room. Eyes fluttering open, he realized that he was not alone in bed, and more than that, he wasn't wearing anything! A moment of panic seized him in his half-asleep state until the memories of the night before came flooding back, filling his heart with a loving warmth. One of Die's strong arms lay limply over his waist, his warm body pressed close behind the purple-haired man.
     Kaoru smiled, and pushed himself up to roll over. Pain jolted through him, centering around his lower regions. Glancing down at his sheets, he saw the crimson stain and swore softly under his breath. Despite the throbbing pain, he rolled over to face Die, snuggling closer against his broad chest.
    Blearily, Die's eyes opened and he gazed down at the small man next to him. He smiled, caressing Kaoru's cheek lightly with the back of his fingers. The leader turned his head a little, running his lips of Die's knuckles gently. "Morning, sweetheart," Die murmured. "How do you feel?"
    Kaoru closed his eyes, resting his head on Die's chest. "I hurt," he mumbled quietly.
    The red-haired man wrapped his arms around Kaoru's small frame. "I'm so sorry."
    Looking up, Kaoru shook his head, a faint smile playing at the sides of his lips. "No, it was worth it," he told Die. "I wouldn't change it for the world."
    "Well, it'll be better next time, I promise you!" Die assured him. Then he hesitated, voice suddenly quieter. "Nee, Kao-chan.... will there be a next time? .... with us?"
    "I hope so," came the reply. "There will be as many next times as you'd like cause I have no objections."
    A happy bubbling arose within Die. He just wanted to lift Kaoru up and spin him around happily like they do in movies, but with the condition of Kaoru's lower muscles, and the comfiness of the bed, he decided against it. Instead he exclaimed, "Thank you, Kao-chan, thank you! I love you so much!" He leaned down and gently kissed the top of Kaoru's purple head.
    Nuzzling his face into the warm skin, Kaoru answered, "I love you too. I'm so happy like this..." He could hear the pounding of Die's heart as his ear pressed against the red-head's chest. It was such a sweet steady sound, regular and low. Kaoru vowed that as long as that steady rhythm continued, he would be with the red-haired man, Die, his lover. "Mmm, you're so warm," Kaoru sighed, snuggling as close as he could to the other man's body. "I would love to-"
    The alarm clock went off, meaning to wake up two people who already were awake. "Damn," the leader cursed, turning over, ignoring the pain, and slamming the obnoxious noise off. "Well, that means that it's shower time," he told Die, pushing himself up in bed.
    "Can't we stay in bed longer?" Die whined, clutching to Kaoru's body.
    "Practice, remember?"
    "Oh yeah." The red-haired man got out of bed, asking, "Do you need me to carry you to the bathroom?"
    Shaking his head, Kaoru replied, "No, I'm going to need to walk, ne. Might as well get used to it." With lots of complaints from his lower muscles, Kaoru managed to make his way to the bathroom, flipping on the light.
    "Well, I'm showering with you, we don't have time for two showers," Die told him matter-a-factly.
    Kaoru grinned, answering, "Only if you'll be good..."
    "Yes, leader-sama!" Die exclaimed, raising his right hand unnecessarily. Kaoru rolled his eyes, preparing the shower.

    Kyo looked up from his magazine, hearing the sound of the studio door open. "Well there they are!" he exclaimed, referring to Die and Kaoru who walked in. Die's arm was wrapped lightly around Kaoru's slim waist, holding his body close to his own with an almost embarrassed look on his face. Remembering that they had left with Kaoru being sick, the blonde man asked, "How are you feeling, Kaoru?"
   Toshiya, huge grin on his face, trounced over in front of the couple, looking from Die and back to Kaoru again. He interrupted any attempt Kaoru made to answer, asking evilly, "Are you sore?"
    Kaoru's whole face flushed, turning a vivid shade of crimson. "Eh-eh, what do you mean, Totchi? Wh-why would I be sore?" Die also blushed, looking away and shifting uncomfortably.
    "Heh, I thought so," Toshiya replied. "You and Shinya both, then."
    They all looked up, interest suddenly peaked, looking at Toshiya. "What is this?" Die asked, glancing over at the sulking drummer.
    "Don't you dare say anything, Toshiya," Shinya growled lowly.
    Straightening up, the bassist exclaimed, "Aaw, it's okay, Shinchan! No one cares!"
    "I care," he mumbled.
    Toshiya ignored Shinya's comment and went on describing, "You should've heard the noises he was making! Damn, it was erotic! And then while I was-"
    Kyo cut him off. "Uh, Totchi, we don't need to hear the details of your sex life. Thanks though."
    The bassist just shrugged, picking up his instrument and beginning to randomly pluck notes.
    Die left Kaoru's side, walking over to the unhappy drummer. "It's all right, Shinya," Die told him quietly. "We all know to ignore Totchi." He smiled reassuringly then got out his guitar, making the drummer feel somewhat better.
    Glancing over to his fragile lover, Toshiya sighed, then walked around behind him. He wrapped his arms around Shinya's frail shoulders, whispering in his ear, "Sorry, Shinchan. I love you." Moving away, he started playing his bass loudly. Shinya shook his head. Toshiya always would do stupid things that upset him, yet he always apologized. The drummer was never sure what Toshiya's conscience was like, if he had one. Yet somehow he still loved the blue-haired man. As they started to practice, the memory of Toshiya's embarrassing story slipped completely from his mind, replaced with the loving apology.

    Kaoru and Die sat next to each other on the couch as practice ended, putting away their guitars while laughing with each other about this and that. Toshiya and Shinya had already left, leaving only Die, Kaoru and Kyo in the room. Suddenly, the door swung open and Yoshiki's tall form strode into the studio. "Nice work, boys," he commended. "Kyo, I need to have an, um, meeting with you."
    Looking up, Kaoru asked slowly, "But, Yoshiki-san, I'm the leader... Don't you usually have meetings with me?"
    "Uh, this is something that has to do with the vocals, Kaoru-kun," he replied.
    Die just looked down at Kaoru, asking, "You ready to go?"
    The purple-haired man nodded, standing up from the couch and taking hold of Die's hand. Walking very closely together, they left.
    The older man watched them go, then turned and looked at the small blonde. Seductively wrapping his arms around the vocalist's tiny waist, he murmured, "I missed you."
    "But Yo-chan, it's only been a few hours," he replied, draping his arms around the producer's neck.
    "That's a long time," Yoshiki whispered, leaning in for a kiss. Kyo closed his eyes as he felt the taller man's lips meet his, caressing them. The blonde let out a soft sigh, opening his mouth for Yoshiki's tongue to enter. And enter his tongue did, exploring every corner of Kyo's mouth. As Yoshiki broke the kiss, pulling away, he gazed down at the smaller man. His eyes were half closed, a dreamy expression on his pretty face. Yoshiki had to fight the urge to tell him how kawaii he was, even though the producer thought that he was cute. Instead, he leaned down, running his mouth over the small white neck.
    "Mmm..." Kyo sighed, tilting his chin up. Yoshiki licked the warm skin, grazing his teeth lightly over the little man's adam's apple. One hand snaked its way around Kyo's body, running over his round butt.
    Pulling away playfully, Kyo exclaimed, "Eek! You dirty old man!!"
    Yoshiki just grinned, moving closer to his lover. "Don't make me come and get you, Kyo," he growled jokingly. Kyo turned on his heels, running around to the otherside of the couch, a huge grin on his face. Arms reaching out, Yoshiki ran after him, trying to catch the quick little man.
    After much running around the small room, the older man pinned Kyo against the wall. "I caught you," he said breathlessly, blowing a little stream of air onto Kyo's face.
    Kyo scrunched his eyes closed, trying to pull his head back.
    "You're like a dog, Kyo-chan!" Yoshiki exclaimed, laughing. "Dogs do that when you blow on their face!"
    "Heh, I'm just your dog then, am I, Yo-chan?" Kyo murmured, peering up at Yoshiki from under his lashes. Gently, he brought his hands up, running light fingers across Yoshiki's chin and neck, finally taking hold of his shirt and pulling him closer.
    The taller man let out a moan of desire, closing the gap between them. As time progressed, Kyo proved to all of the studio staff just how much noise he could really make. ^^;;;

More pairings? Heh, you bet. ^^;; and complications to come, you can be sure... oops, am I saying too much? ^_~ Stay tuned, more coming...

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