All of Dir en Grey shuffled out of the studio. They were all lugging some bags for their short tour, walking towards the van. Shinya sneezed. He seldom caught a cold but lately he wasn’t feeling too well. One of his hand was wrapped around the handle of his bag(his was the biggest among them all…^^;) It was incredibly heavy.

" Come, let me help you."

The drummer turned sideways and saw a particular redhead’s back.

" It’s okay; I can manage by myself," Toshiya said, his tone almost like whining. He was trying to lift the amps into the van but Die quickly took over, hauling it easily inside. Toshiya pouted. "I told you I’d do it myself!"

" I don’t want you to break your arm!" Die laughed and Shinya felt his heart shrink a little.

" Hey, you!!!"

Die glanced behind Toshiya.

" Yes, you! Give me a hand with this!" It was Kyo, pointing to the box next to his feet.

Die stuck his tongue out. "Do it yourself!"

Kyo growled at him then ‘hmph’-ed. "You only pamper Toshiya!!! You are hitting on him or what?!" The short man grumbled ceaselessly.

There was a short silence before the three of them burst out laughing, not realising the hurt look on the drummer’s face and the cold look on their leader’s face.

***

Toshiya capped his water bottle, still standing to the water filter. A dreamy smile grazed his lips as he just stood there. Around his left wrist gleamed a thin delicate bracelet, with a tiny bell on it. It tinkled every time he moved his hand.

Die-kun was so sweet!

Toshiya was so engrossed in his thoughts he didn’t hear the footsteps approaching him from behind. When that someone grabbed his arm, he shrieked, nearly jumping out of his skin.

" Shut up."

Kaoru’s stern face stared into his, the grip on his arm tightened.

" Kaoru!"

The guitarist ignored the fear in his voice and pressed his lips over the younger man’s. He released his arm for a short moment before clamping his fingers firmly around both his wrists, imprisoning them. Toshiya winced as the bracelet cut into his flesh painfully. He wanted to yell ‘stop’ but he couldn’t coz Kaoru’s mouth stopped him, he couldn’t even breath!

Kaoru’s fingers was finding a way under his sweater…the fingers that had inflicted all this scars and bruises upon his battered body, the fingers that scoured his skin with passion and lust…and hate… Why did Kaoru hate him so, Toshiya didn’t know. But it tore him apart.

Toshiya wheezed when Kaoru’s lips were detached from his. Dazed, he only realised Kaoru was now against the wall when he saw Die. Kaoru’s eyes glared back at Die, wiping the blood trickling down his chin. Fury blazed in both their eyes.

" Fuck off, Die!" Kaoru growled at Die.

Dir grabbed the collar of Kaoru’s shirt, jerking them face to face, hissing. "You listen carefully!!! You ever, ever touch Toshiya again, I will not only make sure you fuck off, I will make sure you go straight to your grave!!!"

Toshiya watched in shock at the two men.

Despite the anger radiating from the redhead, Kaoru smirked. "Are you threatening me?" he laughed, mocking Die. Then his face turned all serious, pushing Die away forcefully.

The young bassist gasped but covered his mouth when Die fell back against the couch and Kaoru pinned him there by his shoulders. "Now you hear me, Die. This is none of your business!" His eyes bore into Die’s.

Toshiya timidly stepped nearer. "Please, Kaoru-kun…"

" Shut up!" he growled at Toshiya, making the man take a few steps backwards. But he could most certainly see the anger lighting again in Die, anger at the way he mistreated poor, poor Toshiya…he could feel it just by being near the other guitarist but no, he wasn’t intimidated.

Kaoru turned his attention back to Die. "You -are- angry, aren’t you?" he prodded Die.

With a low growl, Die pried Kaoru’s hands off him. "You bet!"

Kaoru stood up gracefully between Die and Toshiya. There was a moment of speechlessness before he bent down his head and chuckled softly, glancing from Die to Toshiya back to Die. His expression was hard as he spoke.

" You want him, don’t you?" Kaoru suddenly said with a smirk to his face. " You want to fuck him…and you’re jealous."

Die was about to deny it when he was cut off by the older man again.

" Toshiya doesn’t mean a thing to me," he said, but now in a softer voice. "If you want that whore so much then take him; I’m always generous in giving away leftovers."

Toshiya felt his heart stop.

…leftovers…

Die swore at Kaoru.

…take him…

A tear slipped from the corner of an eye but it went unnoticed.

…he doesn’t mean a thing to me…

Toshiya cried out a short scream and ran out of the rest area, The door swung violently, banging against the wall, and Die called after him… but Toshiya didn’t hear.

Only Kaoru’s cruel words remained ringing in his head.