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02 August 2006 @ 05:04 pm
Transition (Chapter Four: Avarice) - Miyavi/Reita  
Title: Transition
Author: Kagome
Chapters: 4/11
Theme: This chapter is based on theme #22 - Greed
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairing: Miyavi (solo)/Reita (Gazette)
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applies. You ought to know it by now. XD
Summary: When Reita thinks his life is just fine the way it is, Miyavi steps in and turns his entire world completely upside down.
Comments: Miyavi and Reita’s secret doesn’t stay a secret for very long. That’s all I’m going to say concerning Miyavi and Reita, cos I don’t want to spoil it. XD Ruki and Kai continue to be humorous (I hope… they refused to be written any other way). Uruha continues to be suspicious – with good reason. Aoi is the only one who’s still refusing to pretty much butt into Reita’s life (and I’m sure Reita is quite grateful). Major thanks to Linn-chan (twistedserious) for the nudge in the right direction (I was stuck in the middle of this chapter). At first, I thought this chapter wasn’t so great… but now as I re-read it, I think that maybe it’s pretty good. However, it’s up to you readers to determine that. ^___^ Enjoy~! Written, of course, for 50stories.

Chapter One: The Beginning
Chapter Two: Heat
Chapter Three: Transgression


Chapter Four: Avarice



It was ‘our little secret’, as Miyavi called it. Of course, I’m referring to our… relationship, if it could have even been called that. Hell, I don’t think it could have been classified as a relationship. We weren’t even really friends, so how could what we had be called an actual relationship? We fucked, and that was it. We never talked about how our day was or how we felt or any of that other stuff that normal couples talk about (then again, we weren’t a couple at all, so perhaps that gave us reason enough to be as strange as we were about ‘our little secret’). I’d go to his place or he’d come to my place – sometimes we’d even find somewhere else to go, such as a hotel or a goddamn bathroom, even – and we’d fuck. No talking, no snuggling beforehand, and no cuddling up together to enjoy the afterglow. It was sex, pure and simple, and that was it.

The thing was, he was like my drug. Yes, I know that sounds cliché. You’ll forgive me just this once, right? I thought that after a few weeks, my craving for him would fade, and I would stop seeing him. However, that wasn’t how it worked out. Each time I had a taste of him, I wanted more. It was pathetic, really… We were just a couple of greedy, sex-craved bastards, so it seemed. If we were in the same room with each other, I couldn’t go without touching him, or him touching me.

“No one has to know but you and me,” Miyavi told me that afternoon I had first gone to his apartment. “No one has to find out, you know. It can be our little secret.”

I was bent on keeping ‘our little secret’ just that: a secret. It would be between us, and absolutely no-one else would find out (specifically, my bandmates). I must admit that it was a bit of a thrill, sneaking around like we did. There was always the chance that someone could find out, and that made our little trysts all the more exciting.

However, considering the fact that we had difficulty keeping our hands off each other when we were even remotely close to each other… Well, it was only a matter of time before ‘our little secret’ became a not-so-little secret. It was only a matter of time before our greed got the better of us.

My plan to keep our secret a secret was foiled one particularly boring night in the middle of February, 2004. Aoi, Uruha, Ruki, and I were at Kai’s place, with nothing in particular to do other than eat Kai’s food (which I wasn’t about to do) and lounge around on Kai’s furniture (which I was quite happy to do, and upon arrival to his home, I promptly plopped myself down on one end of Kai’s couch, prepared to munch on popcorn and stare at the television and laugh at my bandmates for hours on end).

We were well into our third hour at Kai’s place, and thirty minutes into watching some weird movie that I don’t think any of us could make heads or tails out of when Ruki suggested that we go out for some drinks and some music… anything to keep us from being so restless and bored, I assume.

Kai, who apparently hadn’t heard Ruki’s suggestion, peered in from the kitchen and shook his head at us. “What’s up with you guys tonight? You’re normally quite happy to eat my food – with the exception of Reita – and drink my alcohol – Reita is no exception with that – and lounge around watching my television… Not to mention laughing like hyenas into the early hours of the morning. What’s wrong?”

“Well, Kai-kun… It has nothing to do with your food. You did a lovely job on the curry tonight, as usual. Nor does it have anything to do with your alcohol. It’s just… this movie is rather…” Uruha trailed off, scrunching up his face a little. He seemed to be fairly deep in thought, as if searching for just the right word. “Well, the movie is--”

“What the nice boy is trying to say is that the movie sucks,” I interrupted. “And I can’t say if the curry was good or not cos I didn’t eat it, nor do I plan on trying to eat it~. No complaints with the booze. It’s good.”

Uruha rolled his eyes at me, and then began again. “Kai-kun, you wouldn’t be terribly offended if--”

This time, it was Ruki who interrupted: “You wouldn’t be pissed if we went to a club and dragged you with us, would you?”

Kai stepped into the loungeroom, wiping his hands – which were wet, for he had been washing the dishes, the damn housewife – on his pants and then placing them on his hips. He looked very much like a stern mother at that moment. “And just who is going to wash the rest of the dishes that I used to cook your dinner, hmm?”

Ruki, Aoi, Uruha, and I shifted a little in our seats, each of us looking somewhat uncomfortably at one another and then back to Kai. Kai sounded like he was talking to a husband that refused to take responsibility for any of the housework, or at the very least, like a mother who was scolding her children for not doing their chores, or something along those lines. In any case, it was just a tad bit disturbing to me.

“The dishes aren’t really a big deal, Mom,” Aoi said, snickering softly.

That particular comment was rewarded with a glare (albeit a very mother-ish type of glare – the kind of glare that kids receive when they’re probably about to be punished with time out, or something to that extent) and a snort. “Says you. You don’t have to wash them.”

Cue a collective sigh from the rest of us, please.

After several minutes of convincing our Leader-sama that we truly did appreciate his efforts to be our surrogate mother (and after Uruha so nicely agreed to help Kai with the dishes the next time we dropped by his place), we finally all agreed that we would be going out to a nightclub for the next few hours.

We were on our way out the door when Aoi blurted, “Do you think that we should invite Miyavi?”

The rest of us turned to look at him, and he immediately looked like he regretted even asking. “Well,” he began again, backpedaling rapidly, “it was just a suggestion. If you guys would prefer him not coming with us this time…” He bit his lip and shrugged, scuffing his foot on the floor almost sheepishly.

My bandmates’ eyes were then on me. Me. What was I supposed to say? That I didn’t want Miyavi to go with us? I didn’t have a clue, so I instead said, “What are you all looking at me for?”

“Well, the last time you and Miyavi were around each other and you had alcohol, you know what happened.” Uruha frowned at me. “It’s fun to have Miyavi around, but maybe this time it’s best if we don’t invite him, especially considering that you two slept together a while back. I don’t think it’s a good idea to mix the two of you and alcohol again.”

I didn’t think it was a good idea, either, considering that I would be not only in the company of Miyavi, but in the company of my bandmates as well. Even though they would be with us, I wasn’t certain that I could resist dragging Miyavi off to the bathroom or some unoccupied room in the back of the nightclub and fucking him senseless. Yes, that’s how bad it was. I was drawn to him like a moth to flame. However, my pride won over my common sense that night, and I quickly told Uruha that it didn’t bother me, because there was nothing between Miyavi and me – nothing more than a one-night stand that would never repeat itself (oh, what a liar I was).

Uruha didn’t really seem to buy what I told him; he knew me far too well, I suppose. But hell, I don’t think I would have believed myself. “Nothing’s happened between the two of you since that night?”

I had a sickening sense of déjà vu. Uruha was acting almost as he had that day on the bus, when he had asked so many questions and had pretty much spilled the beans. Did he yet again know more than what he was letting on? I didn’t like it.

Just like when we were on the tour bus, I had to try very hard to not fidget. Believe me; not fidgeting is a difficult thing to do when you feel like everyone’s looking at you and they know all of your dirty secrets and they’re just waiting for you to admit them yourself. “No,” I replied, trying to sound much more convincing than I actually felt. Because, hello!? I had seen Miyavi plenty of times since the night that we had first had sex, and each of those times had been spent having sex as well. My intention at that moment, of course, was to make my companions believe that absolutely nothing had taken place between Miyavi and me since that first night. “Nothing’s happened, Uruha. Feel free to invite him, because I’m certain that we can act like grownups over the whole thing.”

Ruki, being the ever-sensitive person he was (insert laughter and snorting here), decided to crack a joke and… well, try to alleviate the tension, I assume. “Just don’t get too grownup, Reita~~. Anything above PG-13, and Mommy--” he jerked his head towards Kai “—might get a nosebleed.”

That made Uruha smile, at least, and he nodded at me. “If you’re sure you don’t mind…”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. “I. Do. Not. Mind. If. You. Invite. Miyavi.”

Aoi, who was holding his cell phone and looking at the rest of us questioningly, finally asked: “So, it’s okay if I invite him, then?”

I fought the urge to sigh yet again, which was just about as difficult to do as not fidgeting had proved to be just moments before. “It’s fine. Fine, fine, fine!”

Aoi seemed to shrink somewhat before actually calling Miyavi. The conversation was brief, and of course Miyavi agreed to come along with us (I had been hoping that he would say no, or that he wouldn’t answer the phone or something, but no, he had to go and make things difficult!).

“Don’t worry, Uru-kun~,” Ruki said as we headed out the door, “I’ll make sure to handcuff Rei-kun to the table just so he won’t do anything stupid~.” He paused then, and snickered. “Then again, I suppose it would be easier for Miyavi to have his way with him if he happened to be handcuffed to the table. Kai-kun, it’s up to you to protect Rei-kun with your body! YOU MUST PUT YOUR DIGNITY ON THE LINE!!!”

That particular outburst earned quite a few glares, and a resounding smack against the back of Ruki’s head, courtesy of Kai, of course.

We piled into Ruki’s vehicle (as per Leader-sama’s command), and headed off to Miyavi’s place. Ruki continued to crack jokes the entire way, Kai continued to try to kill him, although he eventually apparently decided to save killing Ruki for a later time when other lives wouldn’t be in danger (the middle of a busy intersection is not the best place to murder someone, after all. Endangers everyone else, especially if a car is invovled~). Aoi and Uruha were content enough to watch amusedly.

I, on the other hand, was entertaining thoughts of opening the car door and jumping out just to avoid seeing Miyavi. Of course, jumping out of the car in the middle of traffic like that would have probably killed me. Perhaps I thought death was a better alternative to my friends actually realizing the effect Miyavi had on me.

As we stopped outside the apartment complex in which Miyavi lived, Miyavi practically bounced up to the car and climbed inside, sitting right beside me. It was a rather tight squeeze too, what with three people already in the backseat. As Ruki began driving again, in the semidarkness, Miyavi lightly caressed my knee and grinned at me.

I was beginning to regret not jumping out of the car earlier when I’d had the chance.

~*~

The ride to the nightclub was a bit uncomfortable, though I will give Miyavi credit for behaving himself for the most part. He pretty much kept his hands to himself, save the few times he would casually touch my arm or my leg – touches that no-one else noticed. Uruha didn’t even notice, to my knowledge. That in itself was surprising, because as soon as Miyavi had plopped down beside me, Uruha had watched us like a hawk. Perhaps he believed that I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of Miyavi. If so, that particular belief wasn’t far from the truth; I wanted to touch Miyavi – being that close to him without touching him wasn’t easy.

I deserved a cookie, damnit.

When we actually arrived at the nightclub, I figured that I would be okay, since Miyavi wouldn’t be sitting as close to me as he had been in the car. I figured wrong. He also sat beside me at the table that we picked out (‘we’ being Ruki – the rest of us agreed on the table without any argument). It was then that I realized that our little ‘night out’ was going to become nothing more than a challenge for me – a challenge to see how long I could behave myself. I wouldn’t be able to truly enjoy myself, because I would be too busy trying to keep my hands off of Miyavi.

Not only did I regret not jumping out of the car when I’d had the chance, but I also regretted telling Aoi that I was fine with him inviting Miyavi in the first place. Damn my pride. Why in the hell had I said that I would be okay with it?!

We each ordered drinks, and I reminded myself not to drink enough to even get tipsy, much less drunk. I was having a difficult enough time being a good boy already without the influence of alcohol to nudge me in the… well, the wrong direction, so to speak.

After our first round of drinks, I once again started to believe that everything would be okay. My bandmates were talking and laughing, and Miyavi was as well. Uruha wasn’t looking at us suspiciously anymore, and I was starting to relax somewhat.

However, I was once again incorrect in my assumptions. At some point during the talking and the laughing and the order for a second round of drinks, I felt Miyavi’s hand on my leg. It wasn’t at all innocent, either. For a moment or so, that hand lingered, and then moved up to my thigh, resting there instead. That little bastard just had to make things all the more difficult, didn’t he?

At that point, I swallowed hard and tried to seem as unaffected as possible. That didn’t work, either, because in the next instant, Kai was asking me if something was wrong.

“Nothing’s wrong,” I lied, not meeting Kai’s eyes when I said it. “Just a little distracted tonight, I guess.”

As if on cue, the hand that had been resting on my thigh moved up and a little to the right - between my legs – and then, those fingers squeezed gently. I bit my lip to keep from making any noise and inwardly cursed Miyavi over and over again.

“Guess I’m thinking too much,” I finally managed to say, grabbing my second glass of beer once it arrived and downing almost all of it in one go.

My companions, oblivious to the torture that I was currently being put through – save for Miyavi, who was the one torturing me – just looked at me in what I assumed to be a mix of confusion and concern. They couldn’t very well see through the table after all, so they didn’t know exactly what Miyavi was doing.

“Well, stop thinking so much,” Ruki said simply, tilting his head to the side a little as he considered me. “Go find a hottie and dance with her, or something. Or just join in on the conversation and be an idiot with the rest of us. See that goth chick over there in the corner?”

I followed Ruki’s gaze and found ‘the goth chick’ he was talking about – standing in the corner all by herself, though she didn’t look the least bit lonely. “… Yeah, what about her? Don’t tell me you think I should go ask her to dance…?”

“No, no, of course not,” Ruki replied. “I was just considering talking to her for our dear Leader-sama, because I believe it would do him some good to have a freak in bed every now and again. She looks like she’s definitely capable of being a freak, don’t you think?”

Aoi, Uruha, and Miyavi laughed at that. I even chuckled myself, though to be honest, I was still pretty much distracted by the hand that still rested between my legs. Kai did not seem to find Ruki’s comment amusing in the least, and only replied to said comment with a steely glare.

I glanced at the dancefloor once again, and then at the girl that Ruki had pointed out earlier. Perhaps dancing would be a better alternative – better than sitting there and letting Miyavi torture me to death, most definitely.

“I think I will go dance,” I announced suddenly, choosing that particular moment to forget that I wasn’t exactly the best dancer ever, and that I hadn’t really danced with anyone at clubs like the ones we usually frequented. I mostly sat right in my seat and drank and laughed like a hyena whenever one of my companions said something that I found to be funny.

I couldn’t exactly do that in my current position; Miyavi’s teasing was distracting me far too much. So, I did the only thing I could think of: I tried to escape the teasing.

Before my bandmates or Miyavi could say anything, I was already rising from my seat and turning away, making my way across the dancefloor, towards the ‘lonely’ girl in the corner. I thought I heard someone whistle (probably Ruki), but I didn’t look back to see just who had done it. Instead, I kept walking; I was only a few feet away from my ‘target’, so to speak, when my progress was interrupted by a hand on my shoulder.

“Hey there, hot stuff. You wanna dance with me?”

I turned, only to find a young guy – probably twenty-one or so – smiling at me. I’m not sure that I masked my horror or my shock very well at that moment. At any other given time, I probably would have just told him to fuck off, but I couldn’t quite get my vocal chords to work correctly.

After a few seconds of him just looking at me questioningly and me not saying a word, I decided to tell him that I wasn’t into men, though I wouldn’t tell him in such polite words. “Look, I’m--”

“He’s with me,” a voice that I knew all too well interrupted. Miyavi slid his arms around my waist and squeezed lightly. “Sorry, but I’m the only guy he’ll be dancing with tonight.”

What. The. Fuck. I stiffened in his arms, though I was quite glad when the other guy left, looking relatively disappointed. I pulled away from Miyavi immediately and spun around to glare at him. “Just what the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I asked, sounding perhaps a bit angrier than I’d intended.

Miyavi smiled lazily at me. “Rescuing you, of course. If you’re gonna dance with someone, might as well dance with the hottest person here, right?”

I snorted. “Full of yourself as always. I’m not dancing with you.” I started to just go back to my seat, but Miyavi grabbed my wrist, and I turned to glare at him again.

“I told that guy you were with me. I think we should dance together just once… To convince any unwanted admirers, of course.” Miyavi relaxed his grip on my wrist and then released it altogether, moving his hand to my hip and resting it there. “Not a bad idea, right?”

Miyavi had a point, but I also believed that his idea was a very bad idea, mostly due to the fact that dancing involved two people being quite close and I wasn’t certain I could be that close to Miyavi and not try to do anything more than dance with him. There was also the fact that my bandmates were more than likely watching every move that we were making then, and if Miyavi and I got even a little out of hand… ohhhh, boy. There would definitely be questions.

“You’re the one that said this would be our secret,” I told Miyavi, though I didn’t protest when he placed his other hand on my other hip and stepped closer to me. “And yet, you’ve been fucking torturing me ever since we picked you up!”

Miyavi rolled his eyes slightly. “When we get back to the table, we’ll tell them that it was just a little act, no problem. And as for the torture… Well, I can’t help myself, Reita-kun. I can’t not touch you. It’s not like they saw or anything, anyway.”

I didn’t know I wasn’t trying to pull away from him, or why I wasn’t trying to argue with him. Probably because I knew he was right, sort of. My bandmates didn’t know what Miyavi had been doing earlier, but I still didn’t think that dancing would be a good idea, even if we were to tell the others that it was just an act. “One dance,” I finally said, though I still felt uneasy about it. “One dance, and then we’re going to sit back down.”

Miyavi seemed extremely pleased at my acquiescence. “Deal.” He stepped even closer then, so that there was almost no space between our bodies, and slid his arms around my waist. “You know how to dance to music like this, don’t you?”

I licked my lips, reaching up to wrap my own arms around his neck. “Can’t say I’ve really danced at clubs like this very often.”

He grinned in what I assumed to be reassurance. “Well, it’s not difficult to do. The way you and me are gonna dance… It’s kinda like dry sex, actually.”

I swallowed hard, feeling even more uneasy. “I don’t think--”

“Will you stop thinking about them? I told you, we’ve got an excuse. And even if we didn’t… would it really be the end of the world, Reita-kun?” Miyavi started moving his body with the music then, and I followed his movements, discovering that dancing like that really wasn’t that difficult at all. Miyavi had been right: it was a bit like dry sex.

“It wouldn’t be the end of the world, no,” I replied, leaning up and pressing my lips to his ear so that I could be absolutely certain that he would hear my next words. “Not the end of the world, but I quite possibly would be given hell for it.”

“It’s your business who you decide to screw around with,” Miyavi said with a slight shrug, his hips now pressed fully against mine and distracting me from whatever I might have said to argue with him. “It’s not their business. I wouldn’t care if they knew.”

With Miyavi’s hips pressed against me like that and the way he was moving them, there was no way I could be bothered to think logically. Although, I could have sworn that I heard Ruki yell, “Aoi, get the handcuffs! Leader-sama, it’s time for you to put your dignity on the line!!!” At that point, I glanced back at my bandmates. They were all watching us with their mouths hanging open, save for Uruha, who was glaring at us quite sternly. Well… No point in worrying about that now. Miyavi was right, right? We could always just tell them that it was an act and nothing more.

“Well,” I began, idly running my fingers up the back of his neck and back down again (I knew that his neck was particularly sensitive), “since we’re already doing this, we might as well make it as convincing as we possibly can, right?” I wasn’t quite sure why I was asking that question; it was a dangerous question to ask, after all. It wasn’t exactly the smartest thing to do, and yet, I was doing it anyway. I didn’t wait for his answer, though. I just started grinding my hips against his, feeling a shiver run down my spine as I did so. Fuck, what sort of mess had I gotten myself into?

Miyavi groaned softly, and I felt his rhythm falter just for an instant, but then he started moving with the music again. “Yeah… make sure everyone believes that you’re fucking me…”

Oh, the irony.

“Then, shouldn’t we be doing a little more of this?” I kissed his neck softly, and then bit down on the soft skin hard enough to leave a mark – one that would probably be visible even by the next day. Again, his rhythm faltered, and he whispered my name, the sound barely audible. I couldn’t help but smirk. Showing off like we were… it was almost as hot – if not as hot – as sneaking around like we had been doing.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were enjoying yourself,” Miyavi said as his hands moved lower, his fingers ghosting over the curve of my ass. “Maybe I should be a little more touchy-feely.” He placed both hands on my ass then and squeezed, pulling me tighter against him and forcing our lower bodies to press together yet again. “Oh, yeah… you’re definitely enjoying this. I’m not sure how we’re going to explain the fact that we’re both hard. Then again, they already know about that time at the hotel, right? I’m sure they can figure out that much on their own. So much for our little ‘act’, huh?”

There was always the chance that Uruha and the others wouldn’t see the fact that Miyavi and I were aroused, but at that moment, I was far too focused on the feel of Miyavi pressed against me – the feel of him moving against me. I had gotten myself into quite a mess, and I honestly didn’t give a shit about the ‘act’ anymore. I wanted him. “Doesn’t really matter anymore, does it? I don’t think I want to stay.”

“But where…?” Miyavi trailed off as I looked up at him, and then he licked his lips. I could only wonder what I looked like and if the frustration and desperation that I felt were clearly written on my face. Most likely, they were.

“My place. We’ll take a cab to my place.” The music stopped then, and I leaned up just a little to kiss him, although I knew that I shouldn’t have been making that much of a show. Well… pretty much everyone in the whole damn club was probably convinced at that point.

Miyavi didn’t try to pull away, either. He opened his mouth to my questing tongue, and then brushed his tongue against mine – a teasing touch – before twining our tongues together. His hands still rested on my ass, and he gave it another squeeze before he pulled back. “I’m pretty sure that they’ll know something’s up when we walk out of here together and don’t come back,” he said huskily. “We could probably still pull off what we’ve done thus far as just an act, if we sound really convincing.”

“Don’t care.” I was already grabbing his wrist and leading him toward the exit. “It isn’t any of their fucking business. Isn’t that what you said?”

Miyavi didn’t try to argue any further, and we exited the club. I didn’t bother to even spare my bandmates a glance as we left. I would probably have to endure a lot of teasing from Ruki and Kai, and a lot of questions from Uruha. Aoi would probably be the only one to stay fairly quiet about the whole thing. Oh, well. I could deal with that later. Right then, all I wanted was to feel Miyavi, naked and sweaty and writhing against me, moaning my name as I thrust into him.

Miyavi wasn’t quite as covert with his actions in the back of the cab as he had been in the back of Ruki’s car. I’m fairly certain that we might have actually traumatized the cab driver, because we were not being good little boys. We stopped just short of getting each other off in the back of the damn cab.

Also, on the way to my place, I must have gotten at least twelve calls from my bandmates (most of them were probably Uruha, though I didn’t bother to check). Miyavi made me promise to ‘turn the damn thing off’, and that’s exactly what I did as soon as we made it through the door and into my living room.

Mere seconds after turning my cell phone off and tossing it in the general direction of a chair (I only realized much later that I had missed the chair altogether and my cell had landed on the floor instead), I roughly pushed Miyavi against the nearest wall and proceeded to kiss him hard enough for the action to almost be painful. He whimpered into my mouth when I undid his jeans and pushed them down his slim hips, though he didn’t protest.

Nor did he protest when I broke away from the kiss and told him to turn around.

He didn’t protest when I proceeded to fuck him against that wall until we were both too weak-kneed to remain standing, either. It was then that we sank to the floor, trying to catch our breath and waiting for our legs to stop feeling like jelly.

It was nearing daylight when Miyavi finally reached for his clothes (I still couldn’t remember when we’d taken our clothes completely off), but I stopped him. “Did I say we were finished yet?” I asked him, and he looked at me rather confusedly for a moment before grinning almost wickedly.

“I guess you can’t get enough, just like I can’t,” he purred, moving closer to me and pressing the palm of one hand to my chest, fingers just barely ghosting over a nipple.

I dragged him down for another kiss before rolling us over and beginning all over again, and he didn’t protest then, either.

I constantly wanted more; Always more, no matter how much he gave, and no matter how much I took. It never seemed to be enough, and I hated myself for it.


~TO BE CONTINUED~
 
 
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Current Music: Miyavi - Itoshii Hito (Beta de Suman) 2006 Version
 
 
 
gothprincess666molokomolotov on August 2nd, 2006 09:35 pm (UTC)
I deserved a cookie, damnit. YES. i would feed it to him but I really like this chapter too :D ♥ I mean who can resist Miyavi?
Kagome_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:19 am (UTC)
XD I would happily feed Reita a cookie too~. ^_~

I think Miyavi is irresistable. ^_^ And I'm very glad you like this chapter as well. Thank you~.
マァヤ-ちゃんkyten_zstutsuru on August 2nd, 2006 11:07 pm (UTC)
yes he deserves a cookie!!

haha that was reallyu fucking sexy and hawt..omg i cant wait for more!
Kagome: Bedroom eyes - Chantrea_Johari_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:21 am (UTC)
*Huggle* I'm glad you think so, dear~! ^_____^ Thank you for the nice comment~!
(no subject) - kyten_zstutsuru on August 4th, 2006 07:25 am (UTC) (Expand)
Jali: yaoi lovelessjali_susundeiru on August 2nd, 2006 11:14 pm (UTC)
Good lord, this just gets better with every chapter. *drowns in her own drool*
Kagome: Avarice - Melancholnista_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)
*Rows out in big rowboat in an attempt to rescue you* XD

Thank you~. ^_______^ I'm glad you're liking this fic. *hug*
Aka -- raped by the god damned suni_need_asagi on August 2nd, 2006 11:53 pm (UTC)
I deserved a cookie, damnit.

Best line ever. xD! That was lovely. =3 I really liked this chapter.
Kagome: Slut - Julia_Weasley_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:27 am (UTC)
Hahaha~. People are really liking that line. XD

I'm very glad you like, ne. ^_^ Thank you for the comment~. Thank you for reading.
椿 - Evergreen of life: Honey so sweetclosetchild_ on August 3rd, 2006 01:05 am (UTC)
I was just about to go to sleep, but then I just had to check my fpage and oh yess, you updated. And of course I must read it right now 8D
It's 03.33 a.m. here XD lol.

Goood~..smexy and hawt *__* ..just the way we like it XD
I want to be as good as you~! *pokes*
Kagome: AoixUruha - Chantrea_Johari_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:29 am (UTC)
*Cuddles you lots* ^______^ You had to read, even though you should have been asleep~? Shame on you~. ^_~

*jumps* *fumbles* Uhm... I... uhm. *blush*

Thank you so much. ^_^
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Kagome_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:30 am (UTC)
*laughs* Yes, I think he does~.

Oh, oh man, that is a thought right there. Sexual tension between Ruki and Kai. They're so damn mean to each other. XD
On the 'net I go by either kiriga or tvecklingkiriga on August 3rd, 2006 03:39 pm (UTC)
Waah, I love this story~~
Hm, Reita surely deserved a cookie first. But he didn't exactly do anything more, so I'm not sure if he still deserves. Well, I guess he does~ but no cookie for Miyavi, though. XD
Kagome: New World - Milkyway_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:32 am (UTC)
Awww~. Of course he deserves the cookie. :P Simply because... uhm... Miyavi is evil to him. XDXDXD;;;

Okay, he kinda winds up going along with the evil-ness and forefits the cookie but still. ^______~

Nope, no cookies for Miyavi. TOO EVIL~.

I'm really glad you like this. ^_^ Thank you.
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Kagome_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:37 am (UTC)
Haaaaaai, I did~! ^________^

It's slowly beginning to unravel now. The story, I mean. ^_^ I hope it can only get better from here (I HOPE). I'm trying really hard to make it as interesting as possible. XD

I have no clue why my Ruki and Kai want to be written like this, but I'm not complaining. XD It's so much fun!!! And even writing Uruha like this is fun. I mean... I think it's very fitting for him to be the one to try to look out for Reita, cos they've known each other for so long. I dunno. It's just the way he demanded to be written. ^_^

And Aoi plays a HUGE part later on, believe it or not. He's really terribly quiet now, but he'll start talking in about... five chapters. XD

I'm so very glad you're still liking this, my dear. *Hugs lots lots lots* And I hope to update soon! Thank you very much. ^____^
☆Maddisujamie_kay180 on August 3rd, 2006 05:18 pm (UTC)
HOT as fuck XDDD
i wanna give Reita a cookie now!!!!!! LOL
he certainly deserves it \XDDD

haha Kai makes a cute mum xD he can be my mum any day XDDD

buwahahaha Ruki's so mean. but i love it XDD

keep on going this story is like my lifeline *grabs hold of it*
its like a drug to. i just keep wanting more of it XD <- bit like Meevs then XD

ok. i should shut up now XDD LOL
Kagome: New World - Milkyway_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:53 am (UTC)
*Giggles and snuggles you* I think everyone wants to give Reita a cookie now. *LOL*

Kai can be my mum too. ^_^ THEN WE CAN BE SISTERS~!

Yes, Ruki is TERRIBLY mean sometimes. :P I don't think he means to be mean, really... it's just his personality. He jokes a lot. It's just how he wanted to be written. ^_^

It's still going, honey~. Seven more chapters. ^_^

Ramble all you want. ^_~ I mind not~. *Hugs*
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nangilima ♠shatterlights on August 3rd, 2006 05:21 pm (UTC)
Yeah so.. THAT WAS HOT. Fuck XDD
Haha i love Kai in this fic ^^ He's so cute..
and Ruki is hilarious^^ XD
love the way the guys talk to one another in this fic, its so funny and cute!!

*drools all over your updates*
post again soon, please XDDD
Kagome: Avarice - Melancholnista_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:56 am (UTC)
*Fans you* ^________^ I'm so glad you like their interactions. XD I get so worried about them sometimes and I wonder if you guys will get tired of reading them as they are. *LOL*

I will post soon, I hope! ^____^ Thank you~.
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obey_the_fluff on August 4th, 2006 02:51 am (UTC)
I deserved a cookie, damnit.

..........................*bursts out into insane laughter* This is my favorite line!!!!

*hands myv plushie* You rock.
Kagome_newworld on August 4th, 2006 03:10 am (UTC)
It seems that everyone likes that line, too. XD I'm glad, ne~. *Cuddles* And thank you muchly for the plushie. ^_^
Emzisweetcurry on August 4th, 2006 08:51 am (UTC)
There is not a lot I can say. My words are all gone. Omg I so love this fic!
They're so cute together!

Reita needs that cookie.
Kagome_newworld on August 6th, 2006 01:39 am (UTC)
*blush* I'm so glad, ne! ^_^ Thank you~!

Hahaha~. I think Reita deserves... LOTS of cookies. Oh man. XD
opiumdreams on August 5th, 2006 12:40 am (UTC)
Ohhh I was hoping you would update again before I left, thanks! XD

*flails* this was a great chapter, consider all my previous fantarding repeated to the power of three, plus hugs and cookies and any other sweet foods that you happen to enjoy. >:)

Always a damn good smooth read. <3

*adores as always*

(Reita has something much better than a cookie, I'd say. XD;)
Kagome_newworld on August 6th, 2006 01:48 am (UTC)
You are quite welcome~. ^______^ How long will you be gone? I'm not sure when I'll post the next chapter. *LOL* I'm actually working on chapter TEN right now. XD;;;

*hugs back and offers to share the goodies with you*

And oh, yeah. You do have a good point there about Reita having something much better than a cookie. Better, indeed. ^_____~
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scarlet_lilium on August 10th, 2006 03:19 am (UTC)
I've never read any Yaoi danfic before but now... I'm becoming addicted. This fanfic is amazing, I can't wait to read more!! :)
Kagome_newworld on August 16th, 2006 08:36 pm (UTC)
^_^ Heh. *blushes* I'm very glad you like this~! Thank you for reading!
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Kagome_newworld on March 16th, 2007 01:04 am (UTC)
XD. Ooooooooooooh Reita. Yes, booze is good. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

That comment just seemed so Reita. *LOL*

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA OMG I died. I seriously died. And possibly ruptured a spleen. Or a pancreas. HILARIOUS. I love it. I don't even know WHY it cracks me up, but holy crap. I'd love to see that happen, actually. Well, I'd like to see Kai put his dignity/body/virginity on the line AND I'd like to see Ruki say that.

DO YOU NEED MEDICAL ATTENTION, MY DEAR? XDXDXD

I'd pay to hear Ruki say something like that to Kai. ^_^

XD. So do I, for reading this and still retaining some semblance of coherence. *eats a cupcake*

*Gives you a cookie too* XD

Hahahaha, that's so true. *rocks the goth* It's a distinction that not many people get--that being alone and lonely are entirely different things.

*Agrees completely*

OMG GAZETTE!ORGY! ....no...dammit...FOILED. Stupid Kai. *nudges the Gazette!orgy plot bunny your way and walks off innocently* Oh, look, a cute little bunny! Who put that there? =P

Oh, what a cute bunny indeed! *laughs* I've just learned that I can handle a threesome with some finesse; not so sure about an entire orgy, though. Hm. Perhaps I should give it a shot one day! ^^

*laughs at your caps lock* Thank you muchly. ^______^ I'm so happy you're still enjoying this. And the dancing, oh man, I was so nervous that it would come off as entirely un-sexy. ^^