The apartment was dark and musty. It had been days since he opened the windows to air the place. He went to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of apple juice and went out. He felt so thirsty, so tired. The concert had really drained him. The rest of the band had gone on a celebration spree but he had opted to come back for a good night’s sleep.

As he was sipping his drink, his house phone rang. Toshiya’s heart gave a leap. Toshiya placed the receiver next to his ear, his face rather ashen; he didn’t speak.

" Hello? Toshiya, are you there??" It was Die’s voice.

Relief washed over the tall man. "Die-kun!"

" Ah, I was wondering if you were safely home…You’re alright? You didn’t look very well after the show," Die said on the other end.

" Iie! I’m fine, just a little tired."

" Am I bothering you?"

" No, not at all. Having fun over there?" Toshiya could hear the music and cheers(quite drunken ones at that) in the background.

" Haha, usual! Give me a call whenever you like okay? Ja!"

" Ja."

Toshiya was smiling to himself when he put down the phone, light pink dusting his pale cheeks. His fingers clasped around the glass, feeling the coolness of the liquid against his palms.

Die is so sweet…so caring…

If only -he- was like that…

" Die-kun is such a gentleman, isn’t he?"

A sudden voice broke Toshiya’s daydream so much that he let go of the glass. It fell and shattered into tiny pieces. The apple juice flowed and stained his rug. He backed against his couch.

" Why, Toshiya, look at what you did…" The person stepped out of the shadows; the cold smile carved on his face chilled Toshiya. He bent down and picked up the biggest shard, looking at the bassist through its jagged edge.

" Ka…Kaoru!" Toshiya stuttered, his panicked fingers gripping the couch.

" Why don’t you call me Kaoru-kun…? I would like that," Kaoru took a step closer, trapping Toshiya. He scratched the edge of the shard along Toshiya’s collarbone.

" Please…Kaoru-kun," Toshiya’s voice was almost a plea. " Don’t."

" Don’t what?" Kaoru smirked, cutting the buttons of Toshiya’s blouse off with the sharpness. Toshiya gasped as it cut his skin underneath.

" Kaoru, it hurts!" he cried but he dare not move, just let the older man drag the glass along his right arm.

" I don’t care!" Kaoru hissed. He abruptly grabbed Toshiya’s hair and forced his upper body down on the couch, his legs hanging over the couch as Kaoru climbed over, straddling him. "Do you want Die-kun to save you?"

Toshiya gulped and shook his head.

" No…?" Kaoru was still smiling as he unzipped his trousers. Toshiya closed his eyes as Kaoru brought his face to his arousal. " Lick it."

Toshiya trembled under Kaoru’s hands. He flicked his tongue out, barely touching Kaoru’s length. Well, Kaoru noticed and sent a hearty slap across his face. The impact made Toshiya fall off the couch totally, onto the floor. Toshiya began to sob, cradling his red cheek.

Kaoru held his head again, this time there was no smile. "I said lick it!" A satisfied groan escaped his lips when Toshiya’s tongue ran over his tip and along the shaft. "Again." Toshiya licked the tip again, flicking his tongue over an over the sensitive head. Silent tears dripped from his eyes.

" Suck." Toshiya did exactly as told, closing his mouth over Kaoru’s erection and sucked him until he was gripping to Toshiya’s short black hair and moaning aloud.

After a while, Kaoru grabbed the young man’s wrists and forced him down on the glass table. Stripping his pants off, Kaoru parted the long legs and drove into him. Unprepared, the pain was searing. Toshiya screamed but Kaoru mercilessly plunged into his body. The legs of the table jerked with every violent thrust accompanied by Toshiya’s little sobs.

" Why are you crying, you little slut?" Kaoru asked, kissing his neck. His tongue moved lower until he managed to catch Toshiya’s pink nipple between his lips, sucking the nub of flesh as he thrust into him.

" Kaoru, stop…please! It’s too painful!!!" the bassist cried, his wrist straining in Kaoru’s hold.

" Don’t you like it?" Kaoru pushed in again, nearly making Toshiya faint. Toshiya was bleeding, Kaoru knew, but Toshiya was bleeding for his pleasure and it turned Kaoru on more. Toshiya pleas became softer as Kaoru fucked him. He went in and out of Toshiya’s hole faster and harder, until the intense pleasure burst inside him and he came.

He let go off Toshiya who rolled of the table and began crying into the carpet. Crimson blood stained his inner thighs, mixed slightly with Kaoru’s semen. The guitarist caught his hand again and brought him to face him. He saw Toshiya’s tears and it made him angry. Disgusted, he threw Toshiya back on the floor and zipped up his pants.

" Kaoru…" Toshiya whimpered. He moved his leg and gasped as pain gripped him. Biting his lips, he clutched the end of Kaoru’s trousers. He couldn’t walk.

" What do you want, bitch?" Kaoru kicked his hand away. " You think you can get any man you want? Well, maybe you can, but you’ll belong to me forever!"

With that, Kaoru left him bleeding on the floor. Toshiya sobbed.

Please, someone help me! It’s so painful!