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Rock and Romance

Warnings: Very bad sexual stuff (to say any more than that
would give it away^^)

Archived: http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/story.php?no=544173771 ; http://fiction.gurabiteshiyon.net/story.php?no=722 ; http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2199767/1/

We�re backing up a little here and watching the performance
from Shuichi�s side.

Chapter 3

�It�s a pretty nice place, as far as clubs go, don�t you
think?� Sakano said, breathing in the only slightly smoky air proudly.

�Yeah�� Shuichi
replied, his shoulders hunched and his eyes stuck to the floor.

�You know, this band was pretty hard to track down. It was sheer luck that I happened to think
to ask the bartender if they were playing here,� Sakano said.

�Yeah��

Sakano glanced at his smaller boyfriend through the corner
of his eye, but otherwise pretended that Shuichi�s low mood didn�t affect
him. �They�re called �Bad Luck.� Isn�t that kind of funny, considering what
good luck has brought us to them?�

�Yeah��

�Of course, I�m not entirely sure that they�re good
enough. It may just be hype, you
know. But I�m looking forward to it,
nonetheless.�

�Yeah��

Sakano sighed, but didn�t comment. He led Shuichi towards the bar, and leaned against it, watching
as his little boyfriend crawled heavily onto the stool beside him. Shuichi slumped forward immediately, placing
his hands on the edge of the cushion between his thighs and letting his head
drop forward so that his pink hair shadowed most of his face.

�I noticed you haven�t written anything for awhile,
Shuichi,� Sakano said, his voice flooded with a great deal of concern that had
been absent in his earlier conversation.

�Yeah.�

�Shuichi,� Sakano said, his voice evaporating into an
apprehensive whisper. He leaned towards
Shuichi, nervously glancing around as if to make sure no one was looking. �You know I�m sorry about�what happened��

Shuichi pouted and slumped even further forward. �You could have at least tried.�

Sakano let out a shaky breath and crossed his arms. �I�m sorry.
I was� You know me, Shuichi.�

�How can you expect anything to get better if you never try
anything different?� Shuichi cried, frowning up at his boyfriend. Sakano lifted his brows, seemingly afraid of
Shuichi�s anger. He loosened his tie
and glanced towards the stage.

�Look, I said I was sorry.�

�But you never promised anything different, so you must not
be really sorry,� Shuichi muttered, giving up and looking back down to the
floor.

�Shuichi, come on!
I��

A deep voice suddenly came over the speakers, cutting Sakano
short. Both he and Shuichi looked up at
the stage, and the latter froze when he laid eyes upon the man at the
microphone�it was none other than the very person he had been thinking about
nonstop since their encounter�the person he had never expected to see again.

�Good evening, everyone.
We are Bad Luck. We will be
performing our original song, Rage Beat. Please enjoy.�

Short and sweet, and said with the usual frown adorning
those perfect lips. Shuichi stared,
appalled, with his face stricken white and his features tensed into a horrified
expression.

No, no! Not
here! Not with Sakano!

Shuichi glanced up at his boyfriend with a guilty look,
almost thankful that Sakano hadn�t seen his face. As much as he tried to fight it, though, Shuichi found his eyes
instinctively falling back to the stage, where stood his unrealistically sexy
lover adorned in tight black leather that fit his body unacceptably
nicely. Shuichi�s mouth watered as he
drank in the sight: long legs shining with leather, short black shirt that
allowed a strip of white skin to show gorgeous slenderness, and silky blond
hair that reflected the lights in a manner that made it look like a golden
halo.

Shuichi tore his eyes away.
God, he had forgotten how hot Eiri really was! It had only been a day since the incident, and yet Shuichi had
spent so much time pining that it seemed like so much longer.

Eiri hadn�t seemed to have noticed him yet; if he had, then
he didn�t have a reaction, but Shuichi hoped that wasn�t the case. Shuichi watched Eiri stand coolly on the
stage, his head cocked to the side with one hand resting on the microphone as
the music started; his lips were pursed, and he looked ready to start singing.

Shuichi did a double take.
Singing? He shook his head. Hadn�t Eiri told him that he was a keyboardist? Shuichi�s eyes wandered to the other band
members behind Eiri, stopping when he saw a short, black-haired boy surrounded
by a fancy looking synthesizer. Had
Eiri lied to him? But why?

Shuichi�s gaze returned to Eiri, watching intently, almost
obsessively, as the latter moved to grab the microphone. Shuichi saw those golden eyes flash over the
crowd and was taken by surprise when they stopped on him. Even more surprising was the way Eiri�s cool
demeanor crumbled in the blink of an eye, and he stood, staring wildly like a
deer in headlights at Shuichi.

So he hadn�t seen me after all�

When Eiri�s voice joined the music, even Shuichi, who knew
little to nothing about music, could tell he was off. It was almost amusing to watch Eiri struggle as he did; if the
situation was different, Shuichi may have even smiled.

Sakano released a disappointed groan, catching Shuichi�s
attention. Shuichi looked up at him
quizzically.

�I guess it was all hype,� Sakano said with a defeated
shrug. He looked about ready to leave
when suddenly a clear voice, nothing less than beautiful, resounded throughout
the club, putting a halt to all the dancers and drawing everyone�s attention
back to the stage. Shuichi studied Eiri,
his mouth dropping open at the change; Eiri had become cool again. He stood, his eyes closed lightly, his head
thrown back, pouring his voice into the microphone in an awesome show. Shuichi watched, biting his upper lip, as
Eiri�s hand slowly, seductively traced down his own waist, but Shuichi�s eyes
traveled beyond the hand and down the hips, past the groin and those sexy
thighs, all the way to his boots and then back up again until they finally came
to rest on his perfect face.

Shuichi licked his lips and felt a tightening in his own
groin; quickly he leaned forward, covering his thighs with his upper body,
thankful that Sakano was so entranced with the performance that he didn�t
notice.

The deep voice rang out again, and Shuichi thrust his eyes
closed, remembering once again their time together and practically reliving it
in his mind. A bead of sweat surfaced
on his forehead as he envisioned the blonde hovering over him, the feel of the
luscious singer inside of him, diving into him. Smooth skin, tense muscles, soft lips� Shuichi puckered his mouth and opened half-lidded eyes, looking
once again upon the lead singer, before closing them again and allowing himself
to be swamped by the memories.

He could still remember the pleasure at the height of it
all, when he had been wrapped up in Eiri�s arms. He had felt so good�so loved, almost� It was like a dream come true.
If only it could happen again.

�Wow,� Sakano said, painfully dragging Shuichi back to
reality with a heavy blush.

Shuichi prayed that Sakano didn�t look over�all his shame
and guilt was so apparent. The urge to
grab himself was almost irresistible, and Shuichi tangled his fingers into his
pink locks to stop himself. He heard
Eiri�s voice again, now a soft, fast melody instead of long notes, but equally
alluring. His face was burning all the
way to the tips of his ears, and it took every ounce of his self-control not to
look up at the singer, lest he make his own frailty even worse.

It was useless, though.
Shuichi gave in, and his hand wandered down to his groin, lightly touching
the bulge there. He had to work to
stifle a moan. Another flawless note
from Eiri sent Shuichi�s mind spinning, and he felt himself harden so much that
it was like torture.

�I�I don�t feel so good!� Shuichi cried out, jumping to his
feet and taking off towards the bathroom, hoping that he had turned quick
enough that Sakano didn�t see his faithlessness.

Plowing full-speed towards the bathroom, Shuichi only
stopped himself after almost taking a nosedive straight into a toilet. He kicked the stall closed and locked it
frantically before pulling open his fly and gripping himself tightly, finally
releasing his pent-up moan. He could
still hear the muffled tones of Eiri�s voice through the walls, and it only inspired
more visions.

He could feel Eiri thrusting into him, gripping his
shoulders and groaning above him. That
deliciously soft yet slick skin sliding across his own left butterflies in his
stomach.

His right hand was joined by his left as the pleasure
mounted. The tunes from the club had
faded away, and Shuichi could only assume that the song had ended, but that was
the last thing in his mind at the moment.
The visions of golden eyes were intense�he could see Eiri everywhere,
sitting on the park bench, lying on top of him on that old couch, standing on
stage, confident and cocky, and that lovely outfit. The smirk, the frown, the taste of those lips� And the feel of Eiri inside of him never left
him. He wanted it so badly. He could never have enough.

Sweat dripped down his cheeks like tears. Clutching himself tightly, Shuichi felt his
entire body spasm and tense right before the entire world exploded around
him. He screamed Eiri�s name as he
climaxed, dirtying himself in his own shame.

A few moments of heavy, dank silence passed, as Shuichi lay
motionless, sprawled uncomfortably across the toilet. His breath was rapid and irregular, and sweat clung to his body
with a musky, damp scent. �Oh, God�� he
whispered, his throat sore from all his moaning. �God, Eiri��

It wasn�t until the glow of sex started fading that Shuichi
realized he was crying. Sniffing
slightly, he reached for the toilet paper and began to wipe himself off. He wasn�t sure why the tears were flowing as
they did�he supposed it was sadness over something he didn�t have. Sakano didn�t love him, he knew that now,
and neither did Eiri. He felt so
lonely, it was tearing him up inside.

Throwing the soiled paper into the water and flushing the
toilet, Shuichi zipped up his fly and wiped the last of his tears away before
opening the stall door and stepping outside.
The sight that awaited him nearly made him faint.

It was a sight that was now hardly unfamiliar, though more
often quite unreal. Smooth white skin,
godly golden eyes and tight leather pants, no different from what had been so
recently envisioned in his mind, decorated the beauty that stood before him
now. Shuichi�s eyes quivered as he
lifted them towards the face, which he only hoped would not be too scornful.

Eiri looked as though he didn�t know whether to be angry or
amused; one eyebrow was lifted higher than the other, and his lips were parted
slightly, as if on standby and ready to move once he made up his mind. Shuichi stood, frozen to his spot, his breaths
arriving in quick succession, just like earlier, and his eyes fluttered back
and forth as thoughts raced through his mind.

The two stood, unmoving, for what seemed like forever. The awkwardness was suffocating, but
Shuichi, at least, was trapped. His
gaze began to wander to his opposite, slowly climbing up those spider-like
legs, until he realized what he was doing and returned his eyes to the floor
with a slight gasp.

At last, Eiri took initiative, relieving the tension a bit
with a subdued, stiff �humph,� freeing Shuichi from his prison. Shuichi took the chance to casually stride
forward, pretending as though this wasn�t the most embarrassing, destructive
moment in his life, toward the sink adjacent to the one upon which Eiri was
leaning. The sinks of the club were the
automatic kind; Shuichi held his hands under the faucet and it turned on
instantly by itself, knowing in all its mechanical wisdom that it held the last
refuge for the pink-haired author. The
water flowed over his palms and curled between his fingers, winding and twisting
like a frightened snake, and carrying with it all the sticky ignominy from his
skin.

�Now I know I have at least one fan,� Eiri muttered, the
smirk on his lips surfacing in his tone.
�I thought I was pretty clear that I didn�t want to see you again. Why did you come here?�

The color drained instantly from Shuichi�s face, and all of
his leftover sweat cooled so suddenly that a chill ran down his spine. �I�I didn�t mean�it was� It was a coincidence! I swear!
I didn�t know the band was yours!� Shuichi cried, all his former
humiliation retreating to be replaced with anger.

�Yeah?�

�Yeah! What, you
think I�m a stalker?�

�I would guess so, the way you were hollering my name like
that for anyone to hear.�

Shuichi frowned, almost surprised that Eiri�s comment only
further infuriated him instead of embarrassing him like such statements usually
would. �Whatever! I was just out to have a good time with my��
he cut himself short, tossing a hand in front of his mouth. The entire affair was dishonorable, but he
didn�t want Eiri to know that he was already taken, especially since said
singer seemed to want nothing to do with him anyway.

�With your boyfriend?�

Shuichi glanced to the side, finally making eye contact with
the singer, as his face formed into a frightened expression. �How�
How did you know?� he whispered.

Eiri snorted, running an impatient hand through his hair,
unwittingly illustrating its silkiness for Shuichi to feed upon. �God, you�re such an idiot. It was frankly obvious that you were living
with someone else, and it hardly looked like a roommate, since there was only
one bed.�

�But��

�And besides that,� Eiri continued, rolling his eyes and
then letting them wander towards the ceiling, �Half that shit on the floor
didn�t match you, especially since most of the clothes weren�t even your size
or style.�

Shuichi felt his eyes stinging with growing tears.

�And,� Eiri said, returning his eyes to Shuichi with a snide
smile, �Why would you have coffee if you never drink it yourself? Hmm�?�

�But I� It�s
nothing�with him. It�s you that I
love!�

Eiri closed his eyes and laughed bitterly before his face
hardened, and he grabbed Shuichi�s collar, jerking the boy forward up onto his
toes. �Look, I told you no, and I meant
it. I don�t ever want to see
your face again, do you understand?�

Shuichi�s face reddened, and tears glistened in his eyes as
he clutched onto Eiri�s fist in an attempt to sustain his balance. �No!� he cried. �No! I don�t understand!�

�Wha�?�

�You bastard! How
can you expect me to understand an asshole like you? You didn�t mention anything about it being a one-time
thing before we did it! I thought it
meant something! I wouldn�t have gone
through with it otherwise!�

Eiri�s face assumed a mask of anger as he glared down at
Shuichi through slit eyes. His lips
pursed before opening into a snarl.
�Dumb-ass. It�s not my fault
that you�re a dimwit. You thought it
meant something��

�Of course I did!
Anyone would!�

�Any preadolescent, hormonally unstable girl would! Let this be a lesson to you, then,� Eiri
growled before tossing Shuichi forward into the sinks. The writer landed hard, his head painfully
sinking into the faucet, which spit forth its water as if it were mocking
him. �I read your fucking book,� Eiri
continued, stepping backwards and crossing his arms over his chest, perching
himself in a menacing stance. �You
shouldn�t write about love, when you know nothing about it. It�s quite obvious that you don�t.�

�And you do?� Shuichi retorted sharply, unsure whether to be
angry at the insult or flattered that Eiri had taken the time to read his work.

The sick smile that drifted across Eiri�s expression left
Shuichi wondering what could have caused such a reaction. The only thing he could fathom, as he stared
fixedly, was that the answer was a very painful �yes.� A few moments of thick silence passed,
unbroken until Eiri sighed and let his arms fall loosely to his sides, shifting
his weight, and then swinging around, striding towards the door with an
exasperated air.

Shuichi waited until the door slammed shut after him before
breaking down into tears, slumping to the floor and burying his choked sobs in
his hands. The altercation stung
bitterly in his mind as he wept, tearing his body in half with his violent cries. He had been so mad at Sakano for being so
timid and unsatisfying, but Shuichi knew he himself was a demon in
comparison. Cheating on his caring
boyfriend for a man that didn�t even give a shit about him�his own deplorability
ricocheted around his thoughts, making his sobs that much more passionate and
pathetic.

Even as he knelt there, though, weeping as if the world had
just ended, he could make no resolutions for the better nor forgive himself for
anything. Whatever force this was would
not release its grip on him, and all he could see was the one person he would
never have.

What did Eiri know?
Shuichi was new, but he was learning quickly. Love was just as painful as the smile that had twisted Eiri�s
lips into such a frightful warning.

TBC

(((==)))

Notes: A couple of
notes on Fujisaki: I think he�ll be the
only character I�m changing physically.
First, I�m making him older than he is in the anime. Probably around 18 or so; the actual age
doesn�t matter so much, but he lives on his own. Second, he�s not related to Tohma. At all. Doesn�t even know
him.

No matter how many times I proofread my work, there are
always more typos. I don�t know
why. The first chapter, I read over,
like, fifteen times because I was stuck in my aunt�s house in Chicago with
nothing to do, and yet I still missed some�><

Makes me angry; stupid spell-checker never catches
them. Also, now, since I�m not stuck
in my aunt�s house, and actually have a computer, I won�t be reading over them
as much, which probably means I will miss even more typos. Sorry.

And lastly, but definitely not leastly (eh-heh, that�s not a
word), thank you everyone for reviewing.
I have this posted in three places, so sometimes it�s hard to keep up
with all of them, but I really do appreciate your encouragement and criticism.

Until next time,

Cassi.
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