Much Needed Time Off

It wasn't the torential downpour that Suichi's tears were- in fact, by all comparison K's lone tear was a drought. It was quickly wipped away, and the sad look on K's face was replaced with a scowl.

"...K.."

"Listen, I dont want to talk about it...she's made up her mind and there's nothing I can do about it three countries away, now is there?" K stood up from where he stood and walked into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and appeared to look for something, all the meanwhile not looking at Hiro. "I mean, this pops out of the blue and the next thing you know, Tohma's ordering me to take some time off..didn't think he meant this much..."

"W..I thought you ASKED for the time off?" Hiro stared down at the papers in his hands, still not knowing what to say about the situation. The last he'd met K's wife, Judy, the Whinchester's seemed like a distant, yet happily married couple...they even had a son together. He turned to look at his manager, his face full of confusion and concern. K had stopped his rumaging, and was leaning his forehead against a shelf in the fridge. "Why would Seguchi-san MAKE you take time off if you didn't want it?"

K sighed heavily before he leaned out from inside the fridge, shut it, and leaned back against the closed door. "He said I needed 'time to sort out my priorities'...MY WIFE IS LEAVING ME FOR A 27 YEAR OLD GUY FROM CONNETICUT, HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO 'SORT' THAT?!"

"She's leaving you for another gu-"

"I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT IT!!!!!" K all but screamed it out into the surface of the fridge as he hit it with one balled up fist.

"FINE WE WON'T TALK ABOUT IT!.....L..Last night..that was all just because your wife is divorcing you and you...you were looking for..what?!"

"A distraction."

"Oh REALLY? I'm a 'distraction' now, am I? And here I thought I was just a pity fuck!" Hiro could feel the anger in him boiling up again. Hiro was never, NEVER, this angry, not even with his idiot brother Yuzzi (which said alot). Now, just staring at the blonde, all the confusion was becoming accusation.

"NO!" K lifted his head up from the fridge, nearly knocking himself out on the handle to the fridge before he moved back into the living room, a large bandage on his head where he knocked it. "Last night was an accident!"

"Oh, so your penis ACCIDENTALLY jumped out of your pants and in my ass!"

"HEY, I didn't hear you say NO, and as far as I know the words 'give it to me,' 'faster' and 'YES! YES! YES!' don't count as complaints!"

As prepared for an argument to start, Hiro's words caught in his throat. The angry flush in his face became a blush instead, and the size of his eyes widened so that they could have put a Yuki-stricken Suichi's to shame. "I...I didn't say that!"

"You're right...you didn't say that....YOU SCREAMED IT! Right in my ear, might I add, as you attempted to pull my hair out of my head! FURTHURMORE YOU!...ooooooooooooooww...." K's half screamed out sentance instantly died down as he grabbed his head, the once forgotten hangover resurfacing.

"Furthurmore WHAT?"

"FURTHURMORE....." K growled out as he sat back down on the couch, head in his hands. "If you wanna call everything an accident, than your dick must have picked up on the trend!"

"Wh...waddaya mean?" The blush on Hiro's face grew darker and hotter as K lifted his head to look at him, a wide grin on K's face.

"You're a lot more dominant than you let yourself out to be, Nakano." K lifted his eyebrows once as the grin got bigger, and Hiro's face grew more and more red. K stared at Hiro for a moment as the younger man registered all of it. His face was red, yes, not because of embarassment, but because of shame. It read all over Hiro's face, and K's grin faltered and then fell. "Listen...Nakano...I was upset, we were both drunk...and let's face it, obviously only liked the sex for the sex..let's just forget this ever happened, okay? I know you won't tell anyone and I'm sure as hell not going to blab it out, so...let's just forget it, alright?"

Hiro stared down at the blonde for a moment, his eyes focused only on the blonde wave of hair that fell over K's shoulder. The usual, cocky grin of 'let me handle it' K was so well known for showing wasn't there, his face turned away instead. "...Y...yeah...alright."

K stood up and sighed before he looked at the clock on the wall. "Listen, Shindo called your cell phone eleven times last night after....well, he called you a lot. You might wanna call him back, alright?"

"Okay..."

"You left your bike down by the club...it's not too far away from here, if you want me to drive you."

"Okay.."

K looked up at Hiro with a quirked eyebrow. The guitarest's eyes were unfocused, and he was staring without seeing through one of the living room walls. "You're in shock, aren't you?"

Hiro just kind of nodded, not really paying attention to K as the blonde stood up and walked right in front of him. "I'm just...thinking..."

"...Let's get you to your bike...we'll, uh...walk."

"sure..."

There was one word that could have been used to describe the attitude in the room...AWKWARD.
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The walk there was uneventful, maybe even solemn. Neither man talked much on the way to the club where Hiro's bike was, and neither could bring himself to look at the other very much. K hadn't bothered putting his hair up, and as it fell over his shoulders made a conveniant shield to block Hiro's face with. They passed by one building after the other until the surroundings became familiar, and both men spotted the untouched motorcyle out in front of the club.

hiro lifted an eyebrow as they walked closer to it. A big white sign was tapped to the handlebars, and read in plain Japanese 'ANYONE WHO THINKS ABOUT STEALING THIS SHOULD ALSO THINK ABOUT THE SNIPER ON THE ROOF OF THE BUILDING WATCHING YOU'. "Wow, I don't remember installing an anti-theft device."

"You're welcome...hey, Nakano?" K waited until Hiro looked back up at him... or at least in his general direction. "Listen...I know we stil have five days off..some of us unwillingly...but I don't want this to make things weird between us, alright?..I'm still your manager after we get back to work, got it?"

Hiro loosened the helmet and held it in his hands, fiddling with it a bit. "Yeah, I know..."

"You ARE alright, aren't you?" K frowned a bit. Hiro's voice sounded kind of off, but the guitarest didn't reply as he put his helmet on and mounted his bike. The engine came to life before Hiro actually looked up at him and sighed.

"Yeah, I'm fine....just..."

"Just WHAT?"

"...dissapointed, I guess."

K didn't have time to ask what the hell THAT meant before Hiro revved the engine and took off, merging onto the road. The blonde stared after the retreating motorcycle before he shook his head in disbelief. He honestly didn't understand kids anymore these days...especially not in Japan.

The walk back to his apartment was as Uneventful as the walk to the club, except maybe a little bit lonlier. K sighed- he had WAY too much crap on his mind that day...the thing with Tohma making him take time off he didn't WANT off, the thing with Hiro AND as the icing on the cake, the whole divorce thing Judy was putting him through. He unlocked and opened his door, MOSTLY glad to be home again. Being home meant he'd eventually HAVE to look at the divorce papers WEREN'T ON THE TABLE....The divorce papers weren't on the fuckin' table! He'd left them there while he'd gone to change to take Nakano home...

He looked all around the table, finding nothing but what looked like a blank slip of paper. He flung it off of the table in his rush, not noticing anything special about it until it landed face up on the carpet.

'K- I'll bring these back when I'm done with them. ~H'

K picked up the whie slip of paper, staring at the black words on it for a second before his whole face slipped into a growling scowl.

"NAAAAAAAAAAAAKAAANNNOOOOO!!!!"
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AN- notice I never said Hiro put the papers DOWN....