Eavesdropping

Disclaimer: In case you haven\'t figured it out yet - I don\'t own Gravitation. I\'m just a fan with too much imagination and time on my hands...well, actually, I wish I had more time on my hands, but that\'s besides the point.


Eavesdropping
A Gravitation Fanfic


There\'s some conversations you don\'t want to overhear your coworkers having.

\"Have you ever thought about having sex with Shuichi?\"

This was one of them, Shuichi decided as he stood frozen outside the practice room door. After just returning from their most successful tour yet, he wasn\'t surprised his bandmates felt safe having the conversation, he usually was extremely late coming into work the next morning. Something he personally layed the blame on Yuki\'s idea of welcoming him home. Not that he was really complaining. Not that he\'d ever tell that to his bandmates. Not that he had to, they\'d figured that out themselves.

But Yuki had had a last minute conference out of town, a fact no one at NG Records - well, maybe Tohma, but that was only because he seemed to know everything - knew about. He\'d left a note telling him he only had until 6 o\'clock today to replace anything he destroyed upon his return home. It really would have been easier for him to simply write \'See ya 6 o\'clock tomorrow\'. Easier, but not very Yuki-like. Still, it was sweet of him to leave the letter, and Shuichi had read it a dozen times. The fact still remained that without, um, a late night, he was early instead of late to work. And a conversation that any other Day-After-Tour would have reamained unheard, was filling Shuicki\'s reddening ears.

From his position near the semi-open door, he could see both his bandmates, and even see Suguru wince when Hiro\'s guitar twanged off-key as the result of his shock over the question. The older boy stared at the younger one, who was blushing down at his keyboard like it was it\'s fault he\'d voiced the query. Finally the guitarist spoke. \"Would you repeat that?\"

Suguru looked like that was the last thing he wanted to do. He ran his hands over his keys, not pressing any of them and eventually blurted out again - \"Have you ever thought about having sex with Shuichi?\"

Hiro blinked, either still shocked by the question or shocked that the keyboardist had gotten it out a second time. \"Well, I don\'t-\"

Suguru\'s head shot up to glare at him. \"We both know you\'d be lying if you said no!\"

Hiro paused, frowning at the younger man, before relaxing back into his seat. \"Alright, yes I have. But if you knew the answer, why were you asking?\"

Suguru\'s eyes returned to his keys. \"Well, um...\"

\"I think the real question is - have YOU ever thought about having sex with Shuichi?\"

Suguru\'s blush deepened, and he reached out to touch the keys of his keyboard again, as if gaining strength to answer from the instrument. \"Lately...I\'ve been thinking about it alot.\"

\"Well, that\'s not such a big deal.\" Hiro reassured his bandmate. \"I mean, part of any show business is sex appeal, and Shuichi practically screams that. Especially when he\'s in his stage outfits. There\'s probably hundreds of fans who fantasize about him. So it\'s not so unusual.\"

Though in some ways he knew all that, hearing it put down in black and white like that made Shuichi freeze up. Hundreds of people fantasizing about him. That was kind-of...ew, when you really thought about it. The idea that his bandmates had contemplated sex with him was rather disturbing as well.

\"But I\'m not some fan, I\'m his co-worker. I see him everyday. I see in regular clothes, I\'ve seen him come in looking like shit. I\'m here when he\'s acting annoying and stupid. I\'ve seen him and Yuki kissing for crying outloud! I shouldn\'t be fantasizing about him.\"

\"Never stopped me.\" Hiro shrugged.

\"So, you don\'t think about having sex with him anymore? Ever?\" Suguru asked him.

Shuichi nearly fell over. Hiro was with Ayaka! How could Suguru ask such a stupid question. Of course he wouldn\'t -

\"I didn\'t say that...\" Hiro replied, freezing Shuichi again. \"I mean, like I said he screams sex appeal, especially on stage. And I did want him before I ever met Ayaka, so of course I still think about it sometimes.\"

Okay, he was officially becoming more disturbed by this conversation by the minute. He was torn between walking in and interrupting, or retreating back to his apartment for the next twenty-four hours until he came to terms with what he was overhearing. Inside, his bandmates were oblivious to his presence, and K and Sakano were missing. They had a morning meeting with Tohma, he remembered. Why was it taking so long???

\"But...you don\'t get distracted. I mean...sometimes right in the middle of practice I\'ll find myself staring at him and wondering...and once or twice he\'s caught me staring at him and I\'m just hoping-\"

\"That he misses the lust that\'s gotta be showing in your eyes.\" Hiro finished. \"That you weren\'t drooling over the fact that he was swaying his hips to the beat and you were at the best possible angle to watch his ass swing from side to side?\"

Suguru stared for a minute, then smiled. \"Or that you were staring at his tits through those sexy mesh shirts he loves to wear on stage? Thinking about what it would feel like to touch one, wondering what it would taste like if you took one into your mouth?\"

Hiro snickered. \"Suguru! What book have you been reading to get ideas like that?\"

Suguru glared. \"Like you\'ve never thought about it! You\'ve watched him dress while we\'re all in the dressing room - admit it!\"

\"You obviously have.\" Hiro came over to lean next to the other youth. \"And, yes, I have too. Course, being his best friend and having him stay over at my house I\'ve got one up on that. I\'ve seen him naked.\"

Suguru whirled. \"No way!\" Hiro only grinned, and the other boy sighed. \"He always hides when he puts on those leather pants he has to take his bikinis off to put on.\"

\"Those little black bikinis.\" Hiro licked his lips.

\"My favorite were those little red ones...\" Suguru groaned.

This was a joke, that was it. They\'d spotted him and decided to play a joke. Any minute now they would burst out laughing and ask if he was having fun hovering by the door. It had to be a joke - they weren\'t having this conversation for real! Were they? Had they really watched him get dressed in their dressing room? He suddenly felt extremely self-conscious.

\"They still didn\'t hide the hickey on his hip.\" Hiro mentioned.

Suguru heaved a sigh. \"The not-so-subtle reminders that he\'s taken. He always has a love-bite one place or another.\"

\"But haven\'t you ever imagined you were responsible for it?\" Hiro asked him. \"That one on his hip, I kept wondering what it would be like to suck on his hip like that.\"

Suguru blushed, but nodded. \"Yah, I wondered the same thing. Or when he has one on his inner thigh...\"

\"His skin looks so soft...\"

\"I know, I\'m dying to touch him.\"

\"Where do you imagine it happening?\" Hiro asked suddenly.

\"Huh?\" Suguru turned to look at him, his gaze perplexed and his cheeks still slightly flushed with embarrassment.

\"When you have your wicked way with him.\" Hiro winked.

Suguru looked away, his face getting even redder. \"Alot of times...after a concert. In the dressing room. In front of the mirror...\"

Hiro let out an appreciative whistle. \"Woo-hoo, Suguru. Wanna watch yourself take him, huh?\"

\"Well, where do you imagine it happening? Your apartment, I suppose.\" Suguru challenged.

Hiro hesitated, and he actually blushed. \"In the recording studio.\"

\"Why? So you can record it?\" Suguru watched the older youth blush deeper. \"I knew it! Kinky! Audio or Visual?\"

\"If I\'m going to record it, why not both? I bet he makes such hot noises.\"

\"Like that sexy whimper he makes halfway through Love\'s Like a Natural Disaster?\"

Hiro groaned. \"Oh, yah...\"

They were getting turned on. They were talking about his body; about what kind of noises he made in bed...Every part of his mind screamed for him to leave, but his body didn\'t move. He was rooted to the spot. Horrorfied, yet fascinated. Embarrassed, though strangely flattered. Unable to face them, yet knowing he couldn\'t hide in his and Yuki\'s apartment all day.

\"I bet he whimpers like that when he\'s french-kissed...\" Suguru groaned, his hand rubbing against his hip.

Hiro moaned. \"So, I\'ll share if you share. How does it happen in the dressing room? What\'s he do? Does he resist at first then give in? Or is he completely submissive?\"

Suguru shook his head. \"You first.\"

\"Alright.\" Hiro replied, getting comfortable.


Id-chan

No, that isn\'t a real song. I just came up with a random title. *lol* So...Hiro\'s up first...hmm....