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25 August 2006 @ 11:47 pm
Transition (Chapter Six: Friends with Benefits) - Miyavi/Reita  
Title: Transition
Author: Kagome
Chapters: 6/11
Theme: This chapter is based on theme #30 - Lust
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: Reita and Miyavi are now friends – friends with benefits, mind you. There’s no strings attached, and there’s no expectations that don’t already come along with just their friendship. It’s just lust, right? I took liberties with Miyavi’s cat in this chapter, as you can tell. I figured I’m allowed to do that sort of thing since this is my fic. :P Thanks to noakun for naming the cat. XD Also, when I was writing this, I wasn’t sure that apartments could have laundry rooms. I asked someone about it today, though, and was told that it was possible… so I’m leaving it as is. *LOL* Written, of course, for 50stories.

Chapter One: The Beginning
Chapter Two: Heat
Chapter Three: Transgression
Chapter Four: Avarice
Chapter Five: Loathing?

Chapter Six: Friends With Benefits

Things began changing after the night Miyavi told me that he liked me. I’m not quite sure how or why it happened, but after that night, Miyavi and I forged a friendship. Before that night, I had tried my hardest – and succeeded, for the most part – to consider him as nothing more than someone to have sex with – that’s all that we did, after all. We hadn’t been friends, because I had refused to allow myself to think of him as a friend. I had told myself – and him as well – time and time again that I did not like him, and that that fact would not change because he and I would never truly get along outside of sex (hell, I’m not even certain we got along well during sex. It was just sex after all, and most of the time, we were quite rough with each other). I had told myself that we could never have a proper friendship, but I turned out to be wrong.

By the beginning of March, 2004 (only a half-month or so after the night Miyavi told me that he liked me), I considered Miyavi as my friend. We were friends with benefits, I suppose you could say, because we still had sex and plenty of it, but our relationship had changed. It wasn’t completely based on sex anymore (though a large part of it still consisted of sex). At that particular point in time, we had what would have been called a pretty decent – if not fairly unusual – friendship.

Our newly-forged friendship wasn’t the only change, either. The friendship itself brought on changes. For instance, every now and again, we would actually cuddle. I had been somewhat uncomfortable with it to begin with (the first time we had ever done anything like that had been that same night Miyavi had said that he liked me, and I had stiffened a little when he curled against me), but I warmed up to it surprisingly quickly, which was rather out-of-character for me. I had never been the type of person to cuddle or anything like that, but Miyavi had changed that somehow. Miyavi himself quite thoroughly enjoyed cuddling, hugging, and the like, and he even admitted to me at some point that the only reason why he hadn’t tried to cuddle with me before was because he believed that I wouldn’t have liked it in the least. I suppose he had a valid point, because I had never imagined cuddling with him before the first night that we had done so; cuddling had been, in my opinion, a completely unnecessary and undesirable act.

Miyavi and I started sleeping together as well. No, I don’t mean sex, because we were obviously already doing that. I mean sleeping together as in falling asleep in the same bed. Knowing that Miyavi was sleeping beside me made me feel almost… safe. At that point in time, I didn’t know why he made me feel that way, and I didn’t try to question it. I believed that questioning it would only cause problems, and I didn’t want problems. So, I didn’t question why I felt safe on nights that I stayed with him or on nights that he stayed with me – I just accepted that feeling. I never breathed a word about it to Miyavi, either.

We began going out together as well – usually for a bite to eat or just to hang out and do stupid things, just like typical friends would do. As soon as Ruki and Kai got word of that, they immediately began their jokes. One afternoon after practice, Uruha asked me why I was in such a hurry to leave (usually we would lounge around for a bit and just talk after practice, but that afternoon I was meant to go out for a somewhat late lunch with Miyavi). When I told him why, he looked somewhat surprised. Even Aoi stopped packing up his guitar and turned to look at me. Ruki and Kai, on the other hand, started cracking jokes, which wasn’t surprising.

“Reita’s got a daaaaaaaaaate~~~,” they said in a sing-song voice.

“Our little boy’s growing up and has advanced from meaningless sex to dating~,” Ruki all but cooed.

“Is that really an improvement?” Kai asked, snickering softly. “Maybe our dear noseless boy was better off with just the meaningless sex~.”

I glared at them. “It’s not a date,” I insisted. “We’re just going out for lunch!”

“And having a quick fuck in the bathroom of the restaurant while you’re at it?” Kai asked with an almost wicked grin (he could honestly be a terrible pervert when he wanted to be). “I bet that’s your plan~.”

I opened my mouth to say something, but then thought better of it and snapped it shut again. I would have said, ‘so what if it is my plan?’, but Kai and Ruki would have really started teasing me terribly then. Instead, I wisely remained silent and exited the room (and subsequently the studio), but I made sure to give Ruki and Kai the one-fingered salute on my way out.

And no, Miyavi and I did not have sex in the bathroom of the restaurant.

… We had sex in the bathroom of Miyavi’s apartment, thank you very much.


You want to know something funny? Miyavi and I had been sleeping together since the end of December. I had been to his place countless times, and yet, I had never known that he wasn’t the only occupant of his apartment. He had a ‘roommate’, so to speak, and that roommate turned out to be his pet cat. I did not realize that he had a cat until sometime around the middle of March – I suppose about a month after things started changing between the two of us.

On that particular day (I’ve forgotten exactly what day it was, do forgive me), my bandmates and I had been extremely busy promoting MADARA, our mini-album which was scheduled to be released at the end of that month. Not only had we been promoting MADARA, but we’d been to an interview as well, which also involved a little bit of promoting, to some extent. I didn’t eat much for breakfast or for lunch, and by the time everything had been taken care of, I was quite hungry and tired. Also, I didn’t want to be asked any more questions nor have any more microphones shoved into my face. I’m fairly certain that my bandmates felt the same.

Miyavi’s recommendation – ‘remedy’ was the actual word that he had used – was for me to crash at his place for the night. He promised to feed me and said that he would allow me to sit on his couch, watch television, consume alcohol, and pretty much just be a blob occupying a piece of his furniture for the rest of the night if I desired to do so.

I agreed quite readily, and upon arriving at my destination – Miyavi’s apartment, of course – I proceeded to plop myself down on the couch and settle into the ‘lazy slob’ phase (I believed I deserved to be a little lazy after all the crap I’d gone through that day). However, my progress was impeded by a rather large orange creature that hissed at me, hopped down from the couch, and proceeded to glare at me quite meanly with large green eyes.

I blinked. It continued to stare. I blinked again, and it seemed to wrinkle its nose at me in distaste before turning and walking away, pausing to rub against Miyavi’s legs as he entered the room.

“Didn’t know you had a cat,” I said, still gazing at the orange ball of fur currently occupying Miyavi’s feet (quite literally, too – the cat was actually lying on his feet).

“I’ve had her for a really long time,” Miyavi replied, bending down to scratch the cat behind the ears. “Since I was about sixteen. She’s getting old…” He looked back at me then, and there was a definite trace of sadness in his eyes as well as in his voice. “Doesn’t get around as well as she used to.” He gently nudged the cat out of the way before joining me on the couch and sighing softly.

She sat there in the middle of the floor, practically glaring at me as if I had taken her favorite toy away from her. I could just imagine what she must have been thinking: My human! Mine!

“How could I have not noticed that you have a cat, though? I mean… I’ve visited you quite a bit…” I trailed off, still confused as to how that orange puffball could have gone unnoticed by myself for months.

Miyavi shrugged a little, and then smiled when the cat crossed the room and started rubbing against his feet, purring all the while. “She stays in the laundry room when you visit. She sleeps a lot, and I usually just shut the door and let her stay in there while you’re here. All her stuff’s in there, too.”

“What’s her name?” I asked, reaching down and placing my fingers inches away from the cat’s face, wondering if she would rub against them. She sniffed them, but otherwise seemed content to continue hoarding her human – Miyavi – all to herself.

“Tiddles~,” Miyavi replied, the ‘l’ heavily accented. He then reached down himself and scratched Tiddles beneath her chin, and she purred even more.

I turned to him and blinked. “Tiddles?” I nearly choked out (my own ‘l’ heavily accented as well). “Out of all the names you could have possibly chosen for that cat, you chose Tiddles?”

Miyavi wrinkled his nose at me. “It’s a good name. Just look at her. She looks like a Tiddles, don’t you think?”

I looked back down at the rather large orange ball of fur that was now looking at me almost expectantly, as if she happened to be waiting on my agreement. “She looks a bit like a Garfield to me,” I said, not bothering to suppress a soft snicker.

Miyavi jabbed me lightly in the ribs. “Garfield is a boy’s name, and she looks nothing like a Garfield, anyway.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes and mutter, “Tiddles,” before turning my attention to the television. I wasn’t interested in the program that was currently being shown on that particular channel, so I turned it. There was nothing on the next channel, so I turned it again. And again. And again. And again. Finally, I tossed the remote aside with a frustrated sigh. “Five thousand channels and there’s nothing on! How is that possible?”

“It’s a… uhm… conspiracy,” Miyavi said, patting me on the leg in what I assumed was meant to be a comforting gesture. “There’s never anything on television, really. You should eat, anyway. You told me you didn’t eat much today.”

“You’re starting to sound a little like my mom~.” I snorted softly, leaning back against the couch. “At least, she sounded a bit like that when I was little. She doesn’t tell me when I need to eat anymore. I’m not a little boy anymore, so I don’t suppose that she can really tell me that I need to eat nutritious meals because I’m a ‘growing boy’.”

Miyavi rose from the couch, shaking his head slightly at me. “Well, I would certainly hope you’re not a little boy,” he said, sounding perfectly serious. “Then I’d be a child molester, and that could get me put in prison~.” The serious façade faded then, and he laughed. “Don’t suppose I’ve been forcing you to do anything against your will, though, so would I really be a child molester~?”

“You act like a child a lot,” I retorted. “Does that make me a child molester?”

Miyavi seemed to want to say something, but he remained silent. Instead, he stuck his tongue out at me – which was a very childish thing to do – and went back into the kitchen, leaving me alone with his furball, who was currently glaring at me like I had done something terribly wrong. At that moment, I was quite tempted to give her a special little name myself – something along the lines of ‘Reincarnation of Satan’.

She sat there on the floor and glared at me. I continued to sit on the couch, and glared right back. Several moments after that ‘glaring contest’ had begun, I realized that I was trying to stare down a cat, which was utterly ridiculous. So, I pushed myself away from the couch and joined Miyavi in the kitchen, somewhat annoyed to note that Tiddles followed me into the kitchen as well. I silently willed her to go back into the laundry room. However, that particular approach didn’t work. So much for the power of the power of the human mind, huh? Or the power of human will, for that matter.

“I wisely took the liberty of ordering takeout for us earlier. I just have to warm it.” Miyavi was currently standing in front of the open refrigerator – or rather, peering inside as though he had forgotten where he had placed our takeout plates. Of course, he could have just been pretending to look for the plates, using that as an excuse to give me a good view of his ass (he was bent over a little, ‘searching’ the lower shelves). I wasn’t complaining, mind you.

“Keep on bending over and tempting me like that, and we might not have dinner,” I said teasingly, pulling out a chair and taking a seat at the table.

Miyavi finally grabbed a bag and turned around, shutting the refrigerator door behind him. He was sporting that little smirk of his – that smirk that meant he was either terribly pleased with himself, or terribly pleased with someone else; in that moment, I figured maybe that particular smirk was due to a mix of both. “Now, Rei-kun,” he practically purred, sauntering over to the microwave, “I know that my ass is always tempting… but I really think you should have something to eat before we get into any of that. I mean, I wouldn’t want you collapsing from exhaustion during sex due to your lack of nutritious meals today~.”

I snorted. “Like you’re one to talk. I bet you would live off candy if you could.”

“Candy and chicken,” Miyavi replied with a grin as he placed our plates in the microwave and set the timer. “And speaking of chicken, I got Teriyaki chicken for us. I hope that’s okay. It uhm… it comes with fried rice, broccoli, and carrots.”

I wrinkled my nose a little. “Miyavi, I can’t stand vegetables. I’ll eat the chicken and the rice, though.”

He blinked at me. “You don’t eat vegetables at all?”

I shook my head. “Not really, no. Don’t you ever notice when we go out for lunch or whatever, I typically order pasta or just meat? I wish I could like vegetables… I just don’t really have a taste for them. I never have. I assume it’s partly due to my mother constantly telling me to eat my vegetables when I was a little kid.”

Miyavi shook his head slightly. “Well, I guess that disproves that vegetables make you grow up to be ‘big and strong’, huh? Parents have been lying to their kids about that all this time! Shame on them!” He gave a melodramatic sigh, and then the microwave beeped. I assumed the beep meant that dinner was done, or rather, that dinner was warm. Miyavi set my plate in front of me, and then set his own plate across from mine. “What do you want to drink Mr. ‘I-Don’t-Eat-Vegetables’?”

I opened my plate and wrinkled my nose at the carrots and the broccoli. “I’ll take coke, if you’ve got it.” It was unnecessary for me to add the ‘if you’ve got it’ bit to the end, because Miyavi always had coke, just like he always had alcohol.

Miyavi went back to the refrigerator to get the coke (again giving me a tempting view of his ass), and that was when I felt it – a brush of something against my legs. I looked down to find the Devil Cat rubbing against me. “What’s up with your cat?” I asked Miyavi as he came back to the table. “A few minutes ago, she was glaring at me. Now she’s rubbing up against me. It’s the food, isn’t it?”

Miyavi nodded and set a glass of coke in front of me. “Feed her and you’ll find that she won’t be so cold towards you anymore.” Without saying anything further, he promptly began eating.

There’s a saying – and I’m sure you’ve heard it – that goes something like this: ‘The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.’ As I gazed down at Tiddles, who seemed to be looking up at me hopefully, I figured that that saying applied to cats as well. “I’m not giving you any of my chicken or my rice,” I told her. “I’ll give you the carrots and the broccoli if you’ll eat them.”

She did eat the broccoli and the carrots, too. Every single damn one of them. And yes, her attitude towards me did change. In fact, after we finished eating, we went back to the couch, and Tiddles decided that my lap would be a good place to curl up. Miyavi found it quite amusing. I, on the other hand, found it just a tad annoying, but I tolerated it.

“So,” Miyavi began about a half hour or so later, moving closer to me on the couch, “now that you’ve eaten I don’t have to worry about you passing out on me if I were to offer you a proposition~?”

I snorted softly, looking down at Tiddles (who had fallen asleep in my lap), and then looking back up at Miyavi. “You wouldn’t have had to worry about that in the first place. But please don’t tell me we’re taking the cat back there with us.”

Miyavi chuckled softly. “Oh, damn. And here I was thinking that we could do something kinky tonight~.”

I raised an eyebrow. “And you think the cat would be a kinky addition?” I knew he wasn’t serious, of course. But, in any case, if he wanted kinky… “I think I have a better idea if kinky is what you’re in the mood for tonight. Where’d you put the handcuffs? I’ll need something to use as a blindfold, too.”

Miyavi sat there for several seconds, his mouth hanging half-open as though he couldn’t believe what I had just said. But then, something seemed to push him into action. “Take Tiddles back to the laundry room. Put her in the little basket in there and shut the door. I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom, on the bed, wearing nothing more than an eager smile.” He leaned forward and kissed me chastely before standing and heading down the hallway towards the bedroom.

The mental image of Miyavi waiting for me naked on the bed was enough to get me to move – and to move rather quickly, too. Within the span of about thirty seconds, I had all-but dumped Tiddles into the little basket in the laundry room (she didn’t seem happy about it either, but I really didn’t care), shut the door, and nearly tripped over my own feet in my rush to the bedroom.

Miyavi wasn’t even completely undressed yet. Not that it mattered or anything, because I took care of that rather quickly.

Hours later, when I finally decided to uncuff Miyavi’s hands from the headboard and restore his sight, so to speak, I leaned back and looked at him expectantly. “Well?”

It seemed to take him a moment to focus as he slowly sat up. “We have got to fucking do that again.”

I was in perfect agreement.

That was how our relationship worked – we were fuck buddies, I guess you could say. We were the type of friends that could have sex without any other expectations existing between us, aside from those that already existed with just our friendship. There were no strings: he was free to see other people, as was I (though the strange thing was that we never bothered to see other people). We were the friends that could kiss and cuddle and wake up beside each other in the morning without any thought as to what life might be like if we decided to actually take things a step further and be more than just friends with benefits.

In my opinion, taking things a step further wasn’t a good idea. I was content with the way things were between Miyavi and me. I was content with lust. Such an emotion as love had no place in our relationship.

At least, that’s what I thought.


MADARA was released on March 30, 2004. My bandmates and I decided that a celebration was in order, and I figured that I might as well invite Miyavi to go with us, wherever we happened to be going that night (we hadn’t thought that far ahead yet). Miyavi agreed, and after squabbling for a few minutes over whose vehicle we’d be taking, Ruki made a suggestion. His suggestion was that he, Kai, Aoi, and Uruha take his car and that Miyavi and I take a separate vehicle to avoid making out in the backseat in front of ‘Leader-sama’s poor virgin eyes’ (and no, Kai didn’t take too kindly at all to that statement).

In the end, I wound up picking Miyavi up (and it didn’t seem to matter to him at all that I was attempting to drive, because he still teased me mercilessly), and when I called Uruha to ask him where we were meant to meet them, he informed me that they were at the movies and wondered if I wanted to see some new horror movie that had just started playing that night.

“Movie’s fine with me,” I said as I stopped at a red light, trying to keep my voice as steady as possible, for Miyavi was currently nibbling at the spot just beneath my ear – it was a weak spot, and he knew it.

Apparently, I hadn’t made my voice as steady as I had thought, because the next words out of Uruha’s mouth were, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” I replied, resisting the urge to tell Miyavi to behave himself as the light turned green. It took me a moment to register that the light actually was green and that I was meant to be moving; the driver of the car behind me must have figured that I couldn’t remember that green meant ‘go’, and decided to so nicely remind me by honking his horn zealously.

“What was that?” Uruha asked, sounding concerned.

“Nothing,” I said quickly, finally taking my foot off the break and pressing down on the gas pedal. “Just didn’t notice that the light had turned green is all. What theater are you at?”

Uruha didn’t sound entirely convinced, but he told me where they were, and I told him that I would see them in a few minutes and ended the call. When I stopped at the next red light, I turned to glare at Miyavi, who was trying his best to look innocent. “You keep doing stuff like that, and you’re going to get us in a wreck.”

Miyavi sank a little further down in his seat. “Fine,” he said, pouting a little. “I’ll just wait until we’re at the theater to be evil to you~.”

Since Miyavi wasn’t distracting me, I actually remembered that I was meant to take my foot off the break when the light turned green that time, and I did so. “If that’s the case, just wait until after the movie. If you’re evil to me in there, I might be even worse to you even later tonight.”

Miyavi lightly drummed his fingers on the dashboard. “Whatever do you mean~?”

“I mean that I might go straight home after dropping you off tonight~,” I replied. It was an empty threat, of course – both of us knew that it was, because there was no way I could be alone with Miyavi (well, as alone as I could be with him, considering he had a cat) at his apartment and not spend a generous amount of time there.

“No you won’t,” Miyavi replied with a soft snort. “You can’t resist me, and you know it~.”

Yes, I know that it sounds like he’s a conceited little bastard – and he is conceited, at times – but he was telling the truth. I couldn’t resist him, and I had come to terms with that even before I started thinking of Miyavi as a friend rather than just as a good fuck (though he was still that, too, don’t get me wrong). “I can sure as hell try though,” I told him, trying my best to make him take my words seriously.

Miyavi sat up straighter as we arrived at the theater. As I was parking, he leaned over and purred against my ear, “You can try, but you’ll still fail~.”

I had to pull out of the parking space and park again, because the first time, I parked crooked (and it was all Miyavi’s fault, too).

The others were waiting for us inside. They had purchased tickets already (no doubt our Leader-sama had decided to spend PSC’s money in order to pay for said tickets – but you won’t ever hear me complaining about that), and as soon as Ruki saw Miyavi, he started… well, being Ruki. I don’t suppose I should have expected any different from him.

“MIYAVI-KUN!” Ruki called, and I’m certain that everyone at the snack bar turned to look, but I avoided turning my head in that direction to see if they were looking at us.

Miyavi grinned, and said “RUKI-KUN!” just as loudly.

As we approached, Ruki grabbed Miyavi by the arm and tugged him a little closer, whispering, “Have you been using protection? I don’t want you getting pregnant! One Reita is enough.”

I looked to my other bandmates for some sort of help, for I did not want to hear any more pregnancy jokes. However, they did not offer any help. Comrades, my ass.

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that, Ruki-kun,” Miyavi replied in a sing-song voice. “Actually, I was wondering if you and Kai-kun might need some ‘protection’ yourselves~.”

Aoi, Uruha, and I started laughing, but Ruki and Kai stood there staring at Miyavi in what appeared to be horror. Not only did they seem horrified, but they also seemed offended to a certain degree. I can’t say I wouldn’t have been offended, myself.

Needless to say, that was the end of the pregnancy jokes.

After buying enough candy and popcorn that would probably last about a year or so in any other situation, we all filed into the room that that particular movie was being shown in, and we took our seats. Miyavi and I sat a few seats away from the others, because I knew from the moment that we entered the theater (or perhaps I knew even before then) that Miyavi would not let me simply sit back and enjoy the movie.

Sure enough, I was correct. About two minutes into the previews, Miyavi leaned closer to me, placed his hand dangerously close to my thigh, and whispered against my ear: “You know what I like about theaters? They’re dark…”

He then proceeded to torture me throughout the whole entire movie. To this day, I cannot tell you what the hell that movie was about. I can’t even tell you any of the names of the characters, or how the damn thing ended. One thing I can say, though… it was a horror movie, so if I jumped at any time while the movie was playing, it probably – hopefully – looked like I was jumping simply because the scarier parts caused me to do so. In reality, it was Miyavi that was making me jump – his fingers, his hands, and his mouth. It was ridiculous, really. But I definitely can’t say that I tried to protest, or that I had any desire to do so. Besides, I do believe that what Miyavi was doing was far more interesting than any movie.

When the movie ended and everyone began heading out of the room, Miyavi and I lingered behind for just a moment or two – just long enough for me to push him against the nearest wall and kiss him perfectly senseless.

I exited the theater with a raging hard-on despite my attempts to think of very unsexy things, such as Ruki in a dress. It didn’t work, not considering Miyavi’s proximity. I suspected that he was also suffering from a hard-on – or, at least, I certainly hoped he was.

When we finally caught up with the others, I noticed that Ruki had somehow wound up with a popcorn bucket over his head, more than likely courtesy of Kai because Kai was glaring at him for all he was worth. Uruha and Aoi were walking together, one of Aoi’s arms draped over Uruha’s shoulders. No doubt they were chatting about the movie that I hadn’t paid a bit of attention to.

Ruki turned to me (sans the popcorn bucket hat) once we’d reached our vehicles, and asked me if Miyavi and I were going to join them for dinner. I took one look at Miyavi – at that look in his eyes – and told Ruki that no, we would get dinner at Miyavi’s apartment.

Ruki shook his head slightly, muttered something about ‘horny bastards’, and climbed into his car. Aoi and Kai followed shortly after, but Uruha lingered. He looked at me, and I know that look had to mean something. You think I would have known after all those years what Uruha was trying to say to me without words. But, I had no fucking clue. I offered him a smile and a little wave before climbing into my own car, giving that little look of Uruha’s no further thought.

And yes, Miyavi did continue to torture me mercilessly all the way to his apartment. That was fine, because I would most definitely make it up to him once we were behind closed doors and in his bed, or on his couch, or on his living room floor. Hell, I wasn’t picky.

When we arrived back at Miyavi’s apartment, Miyavi told me that he needed to check if Tiddles had enough food and if she was feeling okay, because she had been acting somewhat strange that day. I decided to wait for him in the living room, and plopped down on his couch.

Several minutes passed, and I began to wonder what the hell was going on. I started to get up and go check on him, but as soon as I moved to do so, he came back into the living room and sat beside me. I can’t even properly describe how he walked – he just seemed so lost, and the look on his face… I don’t think I’ll ever forget that sadness I saw there, not as long as I live. It makes my heart clench every time I think about it.

“Miyavi?” I asked softly, placing my arm around him and pulling him a little closer. “What’s wrong?”

“She’s gone.” He shivered a bit then, and pressed even closer to me. “She’s really gone, Rei-kun… I knew I should have expected it… Just not so soon. I wasn’t properly prepared for it. I know it’s only natural… she was pretty old, after all…” He trailed off, shaking his head. “Didn’t think it’d feel like this to lose her.”

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have a clue what to do, either. I figured the only thing I could really do at that moment was to simply be there for him. So, I shifted on the couch, turning so that I could wrap both arms around him and pull him close. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I don’t really know what I can do for you.”

“Just stay here with me for a little while, okay?” He was practically clinging to me, the tone of his voice almost pleading. He didn’t want to be alone, and I wasn’t about to leave him there in that condition. Of course, we would have to go into the laundry room at some point… We couldn’t very well leave Tiddles there, after all. But, we would cross that bridge when we got to it. At that moment, however, I figured that Miyavi wanted nothing more than to be held. I could do that.

“I’ll stay as long as you want me to,” I assured him, lightly stroking his hair.

I had never seen Miyavi so upset – so devastated. I imagined that, to Miyavi, losing his cat was just as painful as losing a member of the family. Hell, he probably considered Tiddles a member of his family. She’d been with him since he was a teenager, after all. I couldn’t even begin to fathom how much pain he must have been in.

Miyavi told me back in December – on the first night that we had sex, to be precise – that there was a lot that I didn’t know about him. That statement was true in late December, and it was still just as true in late March. As I held him, I realized that there were sides of him that I had failed to notice before, and that the side of him he was currently showing me was one of them. It all hit me at once, with the force of a speeding train: Miyavi wasn’t just a clown; he didn’t always wear a happy smile. I had a feeling that there were many other sides of him that I had yet to see. I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d hidden certain sides of himself from me, or if I had just been blind all along?

I felt a strange sort of fluttering in my chest when he snuggled even closer to me, whispering, “Thank you.” I didn’t recognize that feeling, and honestly, I was too afraid to attempt to identify it.

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(Anonymous) on August 26th, 2006 05:52 am (UTC)
so happy of update!
this is one of my favorite!!
i cant help but try and guess what happens next
but keep pulling blanks
lol your awesome!
Kagome_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:26 am (UTC)
I'm awesome? XD Oh, goodness! Thank you so much!

I think I might upload chapter seven next week. Big surprise~. ^_____~

And thank you! *Hug*
++Mizuki++vampire_kiki on August 26th, 2006 05:56 am (UTC)
hahaha!!!Reita's in for soemthing...surprising it seems...something tricky maybe...^^;
Kagome_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:32 am (UTC)
Oh, just you wait until the next chapter~. ^____~ You're probably gonna... I dunno... fall out of your chair or something. XD
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予期_yoki_ on August 26th, 2006 06:27 am (UTC)
That was an excellent chapter. And one thing about the laundry rooms in apartments, I've been to Japan (just got back about a month ago actually) and there was a laundry room of sorts, but in the actual apartment itself and not in the apartment complex somewhere.

Anyways, the developing feelings and everything is fantastic. I love how you're writing everyone (Kai and Ruki need to hook up XD) and I can't wait for the next chapter.
Kagome: Slut - Julia_Weasley_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)
*nodnod* Yeah... I was a little worried about that. But my dad told me yesterday before I posted that sometimes apartments themselves will have laundry rooms, and people that live in the apartments don't have to go somewhere else to have their laundry done, or run around the complex trying to find a washing machine and dryer. *LOL* So, I left it as it was. XD

I'm so glad that you guys are still enjoying Ruki and Kai's characterizations. *LOL* I was so afraid to post parts of this fic, considering how they have been written. They're utter nutcases. XDXDXD And I'm starting to believe that maybe there is some sexual tension there or something... but sadly, they will not tell me. *giggles*

I'll try to have the next chapter posted soon! Thank you so much~.
Faye: myv whateverfaye_faye234 on August 26th, 2006 06:40 am (UTC)
Great chapter.
I can't wait for more. I love it.
Kagome: Bite Me - Summerdrummer_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:36 am (UTC)
^_______________^ I'm so glad, ne. Thank you!
Eajoa on August 26th, 2006 08:25 am (UTC)
Mou *cries* I just lost my cat since 15 years, so that last part made me bawl! But as always, you write wonderfully!
Kagome_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:40 am (UTC)
*Hugs* I'm so sorry, dear. :/ I myself lost my cat quite some time ago (now I have a new one, but it's not the same). I had Maxwell for several years, and he caught something and died about... hmm... three years ago. It's so painful to lose something so special, so I do know how you feel, and I know how Miyavi feels too, which is probably why I was able to write this the way that I was. :/

And thank you so much!
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miyabi_sumi on August 26th, 2006 09:44 am (UTC)
I just started reading this story tonight- OMFG AS I LOVE IT AND YOUR FACE OFF! So yeah, write more quick, ne? <3 *huggle~*
Kagome: Bedroom eyes - Chantrea_Johari_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:41 am (UTC)
*laughs* You just started reading tonight? XD Man... that's quite a bit to read in one night!!! XD

I'm so very glad that you like this, though, and I will update soon. Perhaps next week. ^______^ *Hugs*
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BG: lookatmelrigelbbub on August 26th, 2006 09:45 am (UTC)
I didn't miss this update ^-^; Heh...I really liked this. The ending scene was good...uh...not Miyavi losing his cat thing [cause that makes me sound cruel...uh...] but Reita's admittance that he was afraid to discover - to put a name to - all that he was feeling...mou...i think that made sense...^^
Yay for updates! Looking forward to the next part!
be safe
Kagome_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:44 am (UTC)
Hahaha, yes it did make sense, my dear. ^_^ I'm glad you're still enjoying this, and I hope to not disappoint you~. XD *Cuddles*
yueyue_yue on August 26th, 2006 11:07 am (UTC)
"I realized that I was trying to stare down a cat".....lol, i know this feeling so well^^
"However, they did not offer any help. Comrades, my ass." just loooooooooool

this part is my favorite so far(except for the hot dry-sex dance in the other part). can't wait to read the next.
Kagome: Avarice - Melancholnista_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:48 am (UTC)
*blushes* This is your favorite part (aside from the dancing XD), really? Heh... I struggled with this chapter so much that it's not even funny. But I pulled it off, and I am kinda proud of how it turned out and I am SO glad that you like it so much! ^_^ Thank you!!!
nangilima ♠shatterlights on August 26th, 2006 12:42 pm (UTC)
yaay update~~
this is so cute and wonderful and fantastic and gosh my geesh *hugattacks you*
i think i love the place that Reita and Miyavi is going~~
elevator12 on August 26th, 2006 01:39 pm (UTC)
I love your Reita. I love how at the very beginning he likes to think of himself as a cold, heartless bastard, but at the end, like right now, he's getting a lot more human. <3
Kagome: New World - Milkyway_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:51 am (UTC)
Yeah, poor Reita's finally starting to... soften up a little, I suppose that's the right thing to say. XD He's starting to realize that maybe, just maybe there's something more there.

Let's just hope that he doesn't realize it too late, ne~? ^____~
silent: reisilentruth on August 26th, 2006 10:23 pm (UTC)
awww...rei is falling in love

=( kittyy..
Kagome: Avarice - Melancholnista_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:53 am (UTC)
It would most definitely seem that he is. ^_^

And yes, the poor kitty. :/ I hated to do that, but it's the idea that struck me... so I went with it. ^^;;
scarlet_lilium on August 26th, 2006 11:14 pm (UTC)
Woah! saaaad :(
But what a nice chap!
I exited the theater with a raging hard-on despite my attempts to think of very unsexy things, such as Ruki in a dress
It made my day! ;)
I'll be waiting for the next chap!
Kagome: New World - Milkyway_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:54 am (UTC)
Yeah, it is quite sad, about Miyavi's cat. :(

I'm so glad that you like this chapter, though, and that it made your day! ^______^ And I hope to have the next chapter up soon~.
miyavigrl2000miyavigrl2000 on August 26th, 2006 11:56 pm (UTC)
Awwwwww... they lubs each other *so cute*

Another great chapter, though sad towards the end. I can't wait to see what happens next,
this fic always has me craving for more at the end of each chapter.

So yeah, yet again, fabulous writing!
Kagome: Bedroom eyes - Chantrea_Johari_newworld on August 27th, 2006 02:56 am (UTC)
*laughs* It's most definitely heading in that direction (love). ^_^

Thank you so very much, yet again. ^___^ You always say such nice things at the end of the chapters. *LOL*
☆ ちひろ o(≧∀≦)o ☆: Teasechihiropi on August 28th, 2006 10:52 pm (UTC)
XD I also read all of the chapters in one night. I love this fic. I love the way you write it, and the way the characters develop. It's gre~at. <3333

I love Ruki and Kai. <3 So much that my mom gives me odd looks when I burst into laughter completely out of nowhere~ XDDD

And. I'm curious to know more of Aoi and Uruha~ <3

Please update soon! ^.^
Kagome: Bite Me - Summerdrummer_newworld on September 3rd, 2006 03:20 am (UTC)
Oh my goodness! All the chapters in one night? XD You did some serious reading~. *Laughs* I'm so glad you like this and I'm glad you're liking how the characters are developing... That was one of my main fears while writing this fic - character development.

Ruki and Kai... heh. I don't know how I came up with the idea to make them so crazy, but this is how they wanted to be written and I couldn't write them any other way. I'm glad I didn't really try, because readers are liking them a lot. ^_^ I'm so happy that I can make you laugh with some of the things that they do.

Aoi and Uruha... hrm... They're being fairly secretive. I might write a side story at some point for those two. They haven't shown many signs of being an 'item' in this fic... *thinks*

I'm about to update in a moment, in fact. ^_______^ Again, thank you so much!
Schylermisslilmaturity on August 30th, 2006 10:20 pm (UTC)
AHH i heart your story i mean this is the first ReitaxMiyavi ive ever read and its very well written. Im beginning to LOVE the pairing! ^__^
Kagome: AoixUruha - Chantrea_Johari_newworld on September 3rd, 2006 03:22 am (UTC)
Aww thank you. ^______^ Yeah... I'm beginning to wonder if I'm really the only one out here that writes Reiyavi. *snicker* Not that I mind. It's an odd pairing, but I'm addicted to it now. *loves it*

Thank you very much, ne. I'm so happy that you like this. XD
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