(12)(Decisions, Pt. 1)(March 2007)
"Kaoru, I am really hating you right now." Kyo grumbled when he walked in the studio door.
Kaoru gave a nervous grin, "I know, everyone is. But Inoue-san called and said he had an announcement."
"Couldn't give us a few more days of freedom, could he?" Die asked when he walked passed Kyo and into the recording booth, guitar case in hand.
"That nervous wreck! Always calls at the wrong times!" Toshiya snapped when he walked in the room, long hair a mess, but he was trying to fix it with his hands.
Die smirked at him when he back out, "Caught you two in a bad position, didn't he?"
The bassist glared at him, "Yes! Took us twenty minutes to--NO! Not telling you!" His cheeks were bright red now, and everyone knew what he meant by that point.
"Well, at least they're not as bad as Kyo and Kaname." Shinya murmured, twirling a drumstick in his fingers.
Kyo narrowed his eyes at the younger man, "Eh, we're not that bad...anymore."
Kaoru chuckled, "Yeah, you were actually on time today..."
"Fuck you, Kaoru."
Die grabbed Kaoru then, "Sorry shorty, that's my job."
Kyo rolled his eyes at them. Just then, the manager himself walked in, an unusually cheerful smile on his face.
"Konnichiwa, everyone! How are you all? Enjoying the break?" He asked, setting his bag down on the table in the room.
"Fine, until I had to get up this early." Kyo grumbled, glowering at the man.
"Well, no worried, I'll make this short and then you can all go home!"
There was a collective sigh of relief and Inoue-san smiled at them.
"Now, down to business! This month, you'll leaving on another tour, then you're off for recording, then you're going for a U.S. tour in June." He began, getting straight to the point.
Everyone but Kaoru groaned.
"Eh, don't worry. I've made sure we scheduled the lives around any important dates." Kaoru said, looking meaningfully at Kyo.
Kyo frowned slightly at this, but said nothing. After that, he decidedly drowned out whatever was next, his thoughts drifting into his own little world.
Tight heat clenched around him, body arching in ecstasy, he sucked hungrily at sweet flesh slick with perspiration.
He lay down on the couch, folding his arms behind his head and getting ready to fall asleep.
Another hard thrust of hip and he nearly lost it, the sounds coming from those kiss-swollen lips were driving him mad with lust. But he had to hold on, had to keep going. He wanted both of them to feel the ultimate pleasure.
Eyes fell on closed as he chewed on the inside on his lip, the images of the night before filling his mind and enveloping his senses. He bit back the groan threatening to escape as he reminisced, thinking of his lover still asleep at home.
"Kyo..." The way his name sounded, rolling from his lover's lips was intoxicating, as it was accented by lust and love, the passion lacing their moaning gasping, a symphony of heavy breathing.
"More, Kyo! More--!" And he gave it all he got. He might be getting older, but he still had the drive of a teenager.
"Fuck..." He whispered, rolling over into the couch to hide himself from his chattering band mates
Even in memory, the affect was instantaneous, his body reacting easily to his vivid imagination, the visions of his lover flushed with arousal and withering beneath him, because of him, being the only one to give the model the type of pleasure he always wanted and always needed, was a high he'd never get over. It was an addiction, to just be with his lover, was simply invigorating. It was almost like the adrenaline of being on stage, pouring his emotions into his lyrics, in front of thousands of fans, but in the privacy of his home.
Kyo was known to be a selfish, incorrigible man sometimes, and it only worsened when he was with Nami. Whenever he watched Nami at a photo shoot, he became jealous, pure hatred taking over whenever the hand of another touched his lover's flesh. He'd made it clear over the years that Kaname Asakura belonged to him, and whenever he was in one of his possessive moods, he would not hesitate to show his displeasure.
He hated it when Nami took certain jobs, because it always meant the younger blonde scantily clad and in another man's hold. The last couple of years, Nami had been working more and more with musicians than anything else, and most of them were young and very touchy-feely.
"KYO!!!" Nami screamed, digging his nails into Kyo's shoulder blades--
"Kyo!"
The dozing vocalist jerked awake and shook his head of his thoughts, looking over his shoulder to glare at whoever dared to wake him.
"What?" He grated out harshly, narrowing his eyes at the younger man looking down at him, meeting his glare with a calm expression.
Shinya then gave a small smile, "Kaoru said we can all leave now. Toshiya said Aqua called him to tell you that Nami has a photo shoot nearby. You should be getting a text soon from him."
Kyo nodded and stood up, stretching languidly. Minutes later, his cell vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out to see what it was. It was the text message from Aqua.
-Kyo! Nami's doing a shoot at BLACK SAKURA STUDIOS! Have fun, supposedly he's in a kimono~! -- Aqua =]
The address was nearby, meaning he could walk if he wanted, weather permitting. And upon exiting the studio, he found the skies were on his side and he slipped on his sunglasses as he turned towards the direction of yet another studio. He always kept to himself when alone, glad he wasn't recognized as he walked, letting his earlier thoughts flood his mind, of Nami and of their morning escapades before he had to come in for the band meeting.
He was so engrossed in his thoughts, he nearly walked right past his destination before he broke from his musings and turned around, entering the place mentally chastising himself for loosing himself in his memories like that.
The studio itself was in fact a small converted warehouse, the front being a Lolita boutique for Nami's mother Naomi's company and the back of the building was where they did the photo shoots for the clothing line. Kyo knew the building, and the staff knew him well enough to just nod him through since he'd been coming there to see Nami for years.
His eyes looked around for any familiar faced and soon found Kanoe and Ayane, the flame-haired man and his younger sister standing off to the side of the set staged to look like some sort of old-fashioned brothel from a couple hundred years ago. He silently made his way to them and stopped beside Kanoe without the younger man even realizing his presence. Ayane did though, and gave a nod of acknowledgement before looking back to the set. Even after all these years, the young woman still gave him the creep sometimes.
Kyo turned his gaze on the shoot and nearly gasped at the scene, having to take a few breaths to calm himself.
Nami was in a black and red silk lolita dress styled like a kimono, the skirt underneath the obi went about mid-thigh, where thigh-high black stockings were overlaid by red fishnets, and he wore heeled boots that tied above his ankles. His hair, which he'd grown out in recent year and had streaked black and blonde, was pulled back in pigtails, and his bags fell across his shinning green eyes quite attractively. Kyo thought his lover looked drop-dead gorgeous, but he always thought that, yet Nami never ceased to amaze him.
There was a slight change in Nami's demeanor and Kyo knew he was the only one to catch it, because of the spark in his eyes and the quirk in his smile, he could see it all. Nami knew the vocalist was watching him, knew the older blonde was seeing his every move.
And of course, Nami could only kick up the seduction levels a few notches, not that he caught his favorite little demon of evil gazing at him possessively from the sidelines.
Kyo tuned out everything at that point. He could only focus on his young lover, could only stand there and enjoy the show. As he watched, he began to think, and think he did about his relationship with Nami, wondering at how far they'd come, and wondering even more, in they could take it further?
His heart jumped in his chest when the realization came to him.
Dark brown eyes pulled reluctantly away from the erotic figure of his boyfriend to the woman now on his other side. She was watching him with a disarming gaze before her features changed to a more neutral expression.
"Aya-san..." He began quietly, so only she could hear, "I'm going to propose to Kaname..."
He got no response for several minutes, glancing sideways he saw Ayane staring at him with narrowed eyes, then she looked away and sighed.
"Finally." Is all she said before walking away, as she was called to the set at that moment.
All Kyo could do was gape at the 20-year-old.
He heard chuckling from his other side and threw narrowed eyes at the young man next to him, seeing Kanoe's smiling face only made him glare more.
"So, when will you do it?" The other asked, brushing black and red hair from his eyes.
Kyo stared at him. Then he looked away, once more entranced by the model posing for the photographers.
"I don't know...probably when we get back..."
Kanoe titled his head in question, "Dir en Grey has another tour coming up?"
Kyo nodded, "We leave again next week, our manager and Kaoru just informed us today. Sadistic bastard just loves torturing us..." He muttered, causing Kanoe to start chuckling.
"You'd think being with Daisuke all these years would loosen him up... But he's still hard-ass Leader-sama, eh?" Kanoe teased, smiling down at Kyo.
Kyo smirked, "Yeah... Sometimes I wonder what the hell crawled up his ass, and then I realize, it was probably Die...or that he wasn't getting any."
"Betting on the latter?"
"Kao needs to get laid more often."
"Who doesn't?"
That smirk on his face widened, "Your sister. I honestly can't think of her fucking anyone."
Kanoe burst out laughing at this, "Apparently, you've never seen Saichiro shirtless, the poor man in covered in marks!"
Kyo's eyebrows rose at this, "You're kidding... Damn, does he ever fight back? I do...sometimes..."
"Yeah well, Aya's quite the little demon in bed from what Sai's told me, which isn't something I really wanted to know about my little sister..." Kanoe made a face at this, before shaking his head. "And we all know Nami's a sex fiend, and we have you to blame for that...almost."
Kyo chuckled at this as they turned their attention back to the shoot. He gave a small wave when Nami threw a smile in his direction, the model briefly waved back before returning to his pose. Kyo could tell at this point they were almost done and left the area, heading to Nami's dressing room to wait for him.
results as usual~!
SO yes, that is the recent update.
the next few chapter are being typed up right now and i'm very happy with them!!!!
Withering Roses - [Kyo\Nami] - (12)
Finally! I have a set number of chapters and that makes me happy~! The studio mentioned isn't real, I just made it up. Next chapter is interesting, a minor look into family life, I believe....Did you like this story? Make one of your own!


