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Title: Lost; Chapter 2/2
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seinen_no and fonulyn
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: DiexKaoru,
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Dir en grey is shooting their new video in the Caribbean, coevally enjoying their free time and the chance to have both vacation and work in one go. When Kaoru goes overboard, and Die heroically tries to save him, they both end up on a cursed island, suddenly fighting for survival. *insert theatrical drumming* It’s total crack x) At leas supposed to be humor :D
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seinen_no: Oh dears, initally we wanted to post the next chapter much sooner, but I am afraid that it's again my fault. Don't ask, but while others just suffered from a hang-over on new year's eve and the 1st, I had a virus and was hanging around in the toilet a lot XD But now I'm fine again and I promise we go on posting the others quickly. And, xxdahlia we didn't forget you. You'll get your fic still^^
As for now, just have fun with the 2nd part^^
fonulyn: I’m not going to say much here. heh, I hope the second part is as good as the first XD Two words: Enjoy!
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Previously: Part 1
Lost
Chapter 2
The slight wind had already turned into a full-grown tropical storm, rain falling down in heavy drops. Kaoru had grabbed Die's hand, as talking was impossible due to the noise, and dragged him on further and further into the forest. He had forgotten his fear of wild animals and even his annoyance about the redhead and the whole trip with which it had begun. Maybe there was a cave somewhere or at least a hollow tree where they could hide until the downpour had stopped.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier with each passing moment and they were just clinging on to each other desperately not to get lost or at least not to get separated. It was practically impossible to see even a step further and so they almost bumped into something suddenly. Or Die actually DID walk straight into a wall. A wall? Here, in the middle of the forest? He didn't quite believe it at first but after taking a closer look - or a feel - he had to admit that it was very much a wall.
Kaoru had had his eyes closed, his face ducked behind the redheads shoulder to get at least some shelter. But when his nose bumped against his friend's sharp, and very hard, shoulderblade, he looked up. A house? Indeed, they were standing in front of a whitewashed house. "Can this be?" Without giving it another thought, the lead guitarist dragged his bandmate around the corner to find the entrance.
This wasn't a house, this was a palace! Well okay, a bungalow, but to him it looked like the fucking Buckingham Palace, Neuschwanstein or Windsor Castle, if one insisted. The porch already sheltered them from the worst rain and Kaoru shook himself like a wet dog, banging against the door. "Maybe somebody's home?"
They waited more or less patiently for some time, but no one seemed to react in any way or even hear their knocking. Finally losing his patience, the redhead tried the handle and to his surprise, the door instantly creaked open. They exchanged a bewildered look, but then carefully pushed the door open to step inside.
It was warm and above all dry inside of the house, a fire sparkling in the fireplace as if someone had just put it up. But there was no one there, no matter where they were looking. "Maybe the owner of the house won't get mad if we get dry here?" Die shrugged a bit, looking questioningly at his friend.
Kaoru nodded agreeing although he asked himself why somebody would leave such a cosy place when there was a tropical storm going on outside. Even the dining-table was set with plates and bowls of food, two glasses of wine practically asking to be drunk. Still, he didn't want to steal and instead decided to get dry first.
The fire looked inviting, but his wet clothes created an uncomfortable feeling on his skin. Without rethinking his decision, Kaoru first got rid of his shirt and then of his pants, sitting down on the soft and fluffy rug in front of the fireplace.
Die had been about to follow his bandmate's example, but somehow the moment Kaoru took off his shirt, his brains stopped functioning. Why hadn't he ever noticed before what a lean and attractive body his bandleader had? Well, it was Kaoru, of course he had known he looked good but never before had he actually been this much stunned by the fact. The soft light from the fire was dancing on the older man's skin, creating enticing patterns and shadows. Die didn't even notice he was staring before he felt something warm in the corner of his mouth. Damn! Why did he have the tendency to drool like that when confronted with something delicious?
He shook his head quickly, wiping off the saliva and tried to focus again. Quickly, he pulled off his own shirt, throwing it on the big chair. Then it caught his attention that there was a huge bed at the other end of the one room house, and beside the bed a closet. Maybe there were some dry clothes or something?
He took a tentative step closer when he spotted something on the bed. A letter? Curiously, he went closer and took it in his hand, frowning as it looked much like his name on the envelope. Swiftly, he opened the letter and read it, not believing his eyes in the slightest. "Kaoru!" He raised his gaze, already taking a few quick steps towards his friend. "Take a look at this!"
Despite his words he didn't give the envelope to the other man but rather read the letter out loud himself. "See what it says: 'I have everything prepared for you, just enjoy your stay'..." He shrugged. "It says that there's food on the table, clothes in the closet, and..." He blushed, obviously leaving something unread. "...pretty much everything one could need. All for US."
"Are you kidding me?" Instantly, the lead-guitarist was at his feet and tried to snatch the letter from his friend. Die quickly hid it behind his back though, only showing him the first part after receiving a glare.
"What's that supposed to mean. Did you set this up?" For some reason, Kaoru caught himself thinking that he wouldn't even have anything against that as he indeed felt comfortable around the other man. After checking if there really were clothes in the closet and finding that this wasn't even only true, but that those were stylish ones, perfectly fitting his figure, he plopped down on the bed, inquiring the redhead with his gaze.
Still, he was too curious, knowing that Die hid something from him. "Why did you leave something out? What's written there? Will we pay our stay with our souls or what?" he asked, to his terror only partly joking.
"No, not really. We won't have to pay any of this." Die shrugged a bit, still hiding the letter behind his back as in reality there had been some slightly perverted things he had left out while he had read the letter aloud. A part of him was appalled of that kind of allusions, but it kind of scared him that mostly he wouldn't even have minded those. He had to set the letter down though as he changed into some dry clothes, thinking it would be clever to use them now that they got the allowance officially.
Just as he had pulled a nice, dry shirt over his head, he remembered something, and almost got tangled in the sleeves as he yelped surprised. "Kaoru!" He managed to tug the shirt down enough to peek at the other man, only his eyes showing from inside the garment. "You remember what the sailors told us!? About the cursed island?"
"You mean this island you can't seek but only find?" the older guitarist asked. He remembered one of the crew men telling them this cock-and-bull story, but he still wasn't willing to believe it. "Wait, wait, what did he say? That your destiny will come true there or some mumbo-jumbo like that, right?" he shook his head, but was smiling at the redhead.
There was indeed something cute in Die and how he was standing there in front of him, the shirt finally on, even sexy. Too bad that he showed that side too rarely. Or then, why was it bad? Again, Kaoru shook his head, trying to get rid of the images that seemed to invade his mind constantly since they had set foot on this island... This island? Maybe there was a curse? No, certainly not. It was the hunger, yes, the hunger.
Deliberately casual, he nodded towards the living-room. "Let's grab something to eat before the food is cold and the wine warm," he suggested, already heading there. His butt hadn't really made contact with the chair when he had already downed one glass of wine, hoping the alcohol would make him turn back to normal again and not see his fellow bandmate as some kind of ... mate.
"But Kaoruuuu..." Die almost whined and followed the older man, happily forgetting that he didn't wear any pants, only boxers and socks along with the shirt. "They said that once one sets foot on the cursed island there's no fighting his destiny! That the curse is so strong that nothing will help!" He had reached the table and the foods looked so delicious that he instantly sat down on the free chair, stuffing some bread into his mouth. As he went on, he still hadn't swallowed so he looked like a hamster with the food in his cheeks. "Whud if our cuss is to die hewe?" He tried to look miserable but it was doomed to fail before it even began as he reached for more of the foods.
"I luff ya!" Kaoru mumbled, charmed by the other man's cuteness. Instantly after those words had left his mouth though, he tried to cover it by stuffing some fresh pineapple into it as if to shut it up. He didn't even have an idea where that had come from, but after thinking about it for a moment, it was obvious. Of course he loved the redhead, as a friend, colleague and bandmate. "But no, we won't die here. I won't allow it!" He had the talent to always understand Die, no matter how drunk he was or how much food he stored in his mouth.
The words were enough to make Die smile blissfully, because if there was someone in this world he trusted, it was definitely Kaoru. Besides he loved him too! That at least was the initial reaction he wanted to utter out loud but then he realized that it might've sounded like a bit more than platonic love and blushed, concentrating on eating. He frowned a bit as he didn't remember where he had stored the letter though, since he still didn't want the other man to read it fully.
To his luck, Kaoru had forgotten about it for the time being and only enjoyed the food. But then, his gaze fell upon something which was lying on the fireplace. Cigarettes! "Die look!" Instantly he jumped up and snagged the small box, showing it to his friend. "It's even my brand." Frowning, he looked around. "But there must be some for you too... Or then," he smirked widely, "we only get here what we want the most. You the food and I the cigs." Happy with that explanation, he lit one and then shoved the pack towards the redhead who looked a bit like a puppy dog, begging for some food. "Nobody says we can't share, right? We will have to share the bed too, as it seems. At least I didn't see another bedroom."
He was in such a good mood all of a sudden, that he kept on babbling how they should explore the rest of the house and that, if they found a bathroom with a Jacuzzi, he would want to take a long, hot bubble bath.
For a long moment Die kept on staring at the other man's lips without hearing everything he said as he just watched the movements of those soft... inviting... perfect... lips...
"But Kao," He cut the older guitarist's babbling off suddenly, fearing he might do something stupid otherwise. "The house pretty much is only this one room. I don't think there's much else, I didn't even see a bathroom." He was right, because even though the house was luxurious, it still was small.
That comment made Kaoru stop and frown. Disappointed, he pursed his lips, pouting for a moment. "Does that mean there's really nothing else here?" He shook his head, took some kind of caramelized cherry and licked the coat with the tip of his tongue to try if it was sweet enough for his liking. "So there's nothing to do here but to eat, to sit in front of the fireplace and to sleep in the bed?"
There they were again, those images, and suddenly he saw himself licking along the redhead's neck, nibbling the skin there even. Would he taste like this caramel fruit too? Suddenly, he had to swallow, because some saliva had gathered in his mouth. Wasn't drooling rather one of Die's habits?
The redhead blushed again and swallowed his comment that the letter had bluntly suggested some other activities to be performed on the bed than mere sleeping. He tried to shrug off the mental images, since otherwise he would've tried to stare through the other man's clothes, wanting to rip them off his form for God's sake.
"Well, we can drink too?" He suggested carefully, nodding towards the wine bottles.
Maybe some alcohol would calm him down? That's it! A clever idea! Drown the stupid images into some wine. The same idea crossed Kaoru's mind and he nodded eagerly. Soon, they had pushed the food aside and were attending the wine that never seemed to run dry. Whenever they had thought to have emptied the last bottle, they spotted a still unopened one at a corner of the table. The wine was sweet and not too strong, but failed its purpose as the liquid didn't drown the images that had been bugging the older guitarist for an eternity already as it seemed. Quite the contrary, with each sip, he found more things in his bandmate that looked delicious, edible, and even his annoying hyena laugh sounded like music in his ears.
Damn, why hadn't he ever noticed before that he had this thing for men? No, that wasn't possible. Die and he knew each other for more than ten years, had gone through a lot as friends, had seen girlfriends come and go and never, not even for a split-second, had he been jealous or imagined them being more than buddies.
After a while, this became too much for him, his mind providing him with blooming images and the matching feelings. Suddenly, he jumped up, announcing. "I'm tired!" and rushed towards the bed as if he could flee his own subconsciousness.
As the redhead didn't follow instantly, but Kaoru couldn't sleep either, he peeked into the room from a small gap in the blanket. "This island is fucking cursed!" he ranted. "Why else would I think about screwing with you all the time?" He hadn't intended on reacting this forceful, but now as it was out, he could see the comedy in the situation and burst out laughing.
The words had startled Die at first, but he couldn't help to laugh out loud as he fully understood them. Mostly, it was a relieved laughter though as he noticed that he wasn't the only one having troubles controlling his imagination.
Still chuckling he got up, swaying just a tiny bit because of the alcohol, and approached the bed slowly. "I told you! The island IS cursed and we can't escape the fate that's been set for us!" He stopped for a moment and thought about it, before just giving his friend a crooked grin. "Wanna know what the thing in the letter was, I didn't wanna show ya?"
Slowly, the lead-guitarist's head surfaced fully and one could see his flushed cheeks, flushed from laughter, alcohol and embarrassment. "Yeah." He wasn't so sure if he really wanted to, but hey, they were alone, just the two of them and if it came down to it, there would be his word against Die's. Who would believe the redhead that the bandleader had approached him in a certain way, huh? They would all believe he lied. But then, if the island was meant to set things right and bring people their destiny, maybe Die was meant for him? Again those thoughts. Kaoru growled, shaking his head and then waved his hand through the air. "Tell me!"
"No, I won't tell you." Die chuckled, but looked around to find the letter. He made a delighted sound as he spotted it and instantly grabbed it to hand it to the other man. "Read for yourself." His thoughts were heading into a pretty similar direction, maybe this was all destiny and they shouldn't fight it? After all, why the heck else would there be a full dinner, wine, a nice romantic fireplace, a huge bed and on top of it all even a letter suggesting dirty things?
Silently, Kaoru read the whole letter and then again only the part with the suggestions how they should entertain themselves in the bed; then that part again and again. Finally, he raised his gaze and looked at the redhead. "Hot kisses?" he asked, choosing the most harmless of the list. "Us both kissing?" he added, but it didn't come out as he had wanted to make it sound, his undertone speaking more of consideration than of disgust. Well, if this was destiny, shouldn't one kiss then be enough to make both of them see that they were the perfect match? Slowly, a smirk spread on the older guitarist's lips, an idea forming in his mind. "Ever kissed somebody with a beard?" he asked, chuckling a bit.
"Certainly not!" Die shook his head, but although the tone of his voice was firm it didn't sound exactly disagreeing. "And yes, us kissing, there seemingly isn't anyone else here to kiss, or did I miss something?"
Only then, the meaning of the other man's words sank into his brains completely and his mouth dropped open on its own accord. He was staring at Kaoru for a long moment, his lips in particular and he couldn't help but to be totally hypnotized by the sight. Quickly he swallowed, not to let the saliva gather in his mouth again so that he'd start drooling.
His expression alone spoke more than a thousand words though and Kaoru shifted a bit closer. Was he really considering this? Only once in his life had he made out with a guy and back then, he didn't even have hairs on his balls. But this was a scientific research. If this island really was the one from the legend the sailor had told them, then they were doomed to stay there forever anyways. After all, one couldn't seek it, only find it by chance. How big was the chance that their three dumb remaining bandmates were lucky enough? They probably didn't even miss them yet.
Slowly, Kaoru brought his face closer to Die's and pursed his lips. He could already feel the other man's breath tickle his skin, causing his hackles to curl in a not completely unpleasant way. But when they were about to touch, he had to chuckle again and turned his face away. "Die!" he admonished. "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" Die pouted, pursed his lips and folded his arms across his chest after quickly wiping away the thin line of saliva from the corner of his mouth. "See, there we had a totally nice moment and you ruined it!"
He didn't know whether it was the curse of this island or his raging hormones - he generously ignored the fact that he wasn't a teenager anymore since one can ALWAYS blame hormones - but he was more than eager to go through with what he had thought was about to happen just a moment ago. Gently, he grabbed the other man's chin and made him turn to face him again, not giving him time to laugh before actually initiating a kiss. An awkward one, but a kiss nevertheless.
It instantly caused every chuckle to subside and Kaoru had to admit that it felt nice. The fangirls used to dream about how it would be to kiss the redhead's lush lips, to feel how soft they were and he would be telling them now that even their wildest dreams wouldn't get close to reality. Okay, they both lacked a common way, their tongues brushing against each other more or less insecurely, but the longer it dragged on, the better it got. While Die was blaming his hormones, Kaoru now fought his own since his body reacted in the way it wanted and not how its master demanded. Shifting slightly, he tried to cover it though, still embarrassed to have such a strong reaction to something as imperfect as this kiss.
If one asked Die he was pretty much willing to believe the whole curse mumbo-jumbo, since this was definitely more pleasant than he would've ever expected. He would've thought it would become weird if he allowed himself to think that it was Kaoru whom he was kissing, but to his surprise that thought got him even more into this whole thing. As they parted, they both fell silent for a second, but soon a smirk already found its way to Die's lips. "I have to change my answer now. Yes, I have kissed someone with a beard."
Kaoru still needed a moment, smacking a bit to relish Die's taste that was lingering in his own mouth. But then, he grinned as well, but maybe more due to the high that suddenly filled him than because of the other man's remark.
"And did you like it?" he asked. Damn, he was about to throw everything overboard he had always thought was real and believe that something like fate did exist.
"Yeah," The redhead admitted with a chuckle, raised his hand and tugged the other man's beard a bit. "I've always liked your beard though." He wasn't even lying, although in the beginning, he had been only insanely jealous since whenever HE tried to grow a beard, or something close, he failed miserably. Or well, he did manage with it but it took like ages and meanwhile looked more than pitiful.
The gesture made Kaoru laugh softly and he teased. "That's because you'll NEVER get one." Before Die could protest though, he quickly closed the distance between them and tried if the next kiss would still taste as sweet as the first one. It was even better, because they were slowly finding something like a common way; both not trying to take the lead with all their might anymore.
"I always envied you for your smooth, flawless, skin, so don't worry," the older guitarist admitted after breaking the contact. "Although it does add up to the girly side in you." No matter what, he couldn't stop teasing. It was like a reflex and only because they were bound by destiny now didn't mean that he would drop that habit.
"I am NOT girly!" Die protested instantly, even shaking his head firmly to underline the words. He leaned closer to the other man and forced him to lean back in the movement until he finally hovered above his friend, smirking down at him. "The beard won't change a thing, you know. It doesn't make you any less of a girl." He knew that Kaoru hated being called a girl, but he couldn't stop himself, as it was as much of a habit of him as the other guitarist's teasing.
"It's not only the beard," Kaoru argued like predicted. He dropped his voice, showing a smug smile. "It's the deep voice, the sharp features with the high cheekbones, the determined way I walk and the droolable thighs that make me appear more manly than you can ever dream of."
In a sudden movement, he sat up and flipped them both over, pinning the redhead down on the mattress. He even grabbed his wrists to hold him in place, grinning victoriously. Only then, he realized the flaw in his plan. Due to the movement, the blanket had slipped away from him and revealed the pretty obvious boner he had in his tight boxers. Damnit, why did he have to take off his jeans before getting into the bed? He was simply too neat and tidy.
The sudden movement had made the redhead gasp and he was already trying to figure out how to turn tables again. He tried to tug his arms but the other man's hold was too firm. But as Kaoru suddenly hesitated, he noticed his chance and used the opportunity to wrestle his arms free. Before Kaoru even noticed, he was pinned down on the mattress again, the younger man grinning down at him. "Maybe, but I'm stronger and bigger." He was aware of the ambiguousness of the latter word and stressed it shamelessly. "And you have such a gorgeous butt that it would be a shame to let it go to waste!"
"You will first have to prove that you're bigger, Die. I wouldn't bet on it." The last sentence had made Kaoru shiver slightly because he had become aware of where this whole thing was heading. Would he really go for ... buttsex? His butt? Fate or not, he wasn't yet willing to sacrifice the virginity of his backdoor to find out. Although he had to admit that Die really seemed to be stronger. At least for the time being there was no chance for him to break free again.
Die had no idea how far this would be going, and he just decided to go with the flow. Inwardly, he told his heart to stop beating so loudly as he was sure one could hear the hammering miles away still. Outwardly, he was calmer though, pressing himself closer to the smaller man. "You wouldn't bet on it? Oh, I will prove it, for sure." He grinned, pretty glad that he had the other man pinned down like that. IF they would go through with it he'd definitely prefer not being at the receiving end for the first time.
Again, Kaoru shivered, but this time because of the undertone in Die's voice. Why had he never noticed before how sexily low he could drop it? Smiling, he allowed his eyes to fall halfway shut and lifted his head as if to kiss the other man. When their lips had already touched and he felt the pressure on his wrists grow less, Kaoru used the moment to change positions again, grateful that this was indeed a gigantic kingsize bed; a playground for grown-ups so to say. "Let's make a deal," he suggested before thinking this through really. "We compare and who has the bigger one is allowed to top."
"Bigger one when ready to go or?" Die laughed, not even thinking about how seriously embarrassing something like that would be. Right now he didn't care, and he was willing to blame the alcohol on it. Besides, he was certain he would win. Why else would he be ten centimetres taller than the other guitarist? Height HAD TO indicate that something else was bigger too.
"Of course!" the smaller guitarist nodded chuckling. The next second, he cursed himself again, because he KNEW that Die was smaller than he when it wasn't ready. Hey! There's nothing to read into this. They had shared a hotelroom for ages in the old times...
"So you agree?" he asked and somehow expected to wake up from this dream any second. With a major hard-on that was, but still wake up. This was simply too unbelievable to really be happening. Were they fifteen again? Would the redhead suggest next to jerk off on a cookie and the one who doesn't hit has to eat it or what?
"Sure." The answer came with a certain nod and a bright grin. But there was a small flaw to the plan. Even though the moment was more than enticing and the closeness already made Die's blood boil, there still was some work to be done before the measuring. "But first..." He tilted his head, winked at the other man and simultaneously lifted his hips a bit to press himself closer to Kaoru. "We should get ready for that don't you think?"
Instinctively, Kaoru closed his eyes and lifted his hips to meet Die's. "Well," he had to swallow hard before he could go on, playing for time as he thought about the possibilities ahead. Should he help Die, help himself, just see if they both could help each other? He had no idea and thus chuckled a bit. "Would you want me to?" he finally asked tentative. "Then I could measure already," he added quickly, not wanting to sound too eager to get to lay his hands on his bandmate.
The redhead fell silent for a second, not knowing what to do. Or technically he knew, of course, he wasn't a friggin' virgin or anything. On second thoughts, he was when it came to being with another man. Anyways, he technically knew how they should head forward, but he couldn't help to feel a tad bit insecure about it. He covered it with a grin though, threw one leg around the other man's hips and pulled him closer in the movement. "Sure thing. I think the sooner we get to the measuring the better, right?"
Groaning, Kaoru nodded frantically. After all, he was at least half ready by then and Die's movement had created some delicious friction on his arousal. It was like he was dreaming, as if he didn't really release one arm of the redhead and pushed it between their bodies, carefully fumbling for the button of his jeans. But hey, he was a real man, wasn't he? And a real man could deal with new situations and act spontaneously.
It didn't take long, and he had opened the button and the zipper and as if to get it over with, quickly shoved his hand into Die's boxers, reaching for gold metaphorically spoken.
At first, it was odd but then Kaoru thought how he would do himself and laced his fingers around the redhead's length, giving it a few tentative strokes and squeezes. He could feel the flesh swell slowly, an agreeing sigh falling from the Die's full lips. "This is not bad," Kaoru remarked pondering and instantly used his new found security to pick up the pace a bit.
Truth to be told, it was better than his comment had given away, simply knowing that he could make the other man react like that was causing shivers down his spine. Like naturally, their lips found each other again in a soft kiss.
Indeed, the touch was something that the redhead could've never prepared for even if he had tried to. Of course he had been touched before, even by definitely able hands, but there was something special in the moment nevertheless. Kaoru's calloused fingers created an enticing friction and he couldn't help but to surrender to the feelings for the time being.
After a while, something started to bother him though, but it took another moment before he managed to make his lust blurred brain work enough to notice what it was. Of course, how could he have been so oblivious! He needed to return the favor, to try to give the other man everything that he received himself. It wasn't only about returning the favor even, since he found himself yearning to touch, he WANTED to try it as well. Without giving it another thought, he slid his hand between their bodies as well, mirroring the other man's movements almost completely.
The heat between the two bodies was rising rapidly, the air filled with the sounds of low moans and heavy respiration as they were getting higher and higher. Kaoru held his eyes tightly closed, just in case if this really was only a dream and in reality he was lying in his bed at home in Tokyo, imagining to be with Die right now.
If this was the case, he surely didn't want to wake up, because his mind seemed to have a run and was providing him utmost pleasure, almost real sensations. Wait? This was real indeed and it was Die who laid underneath him, panting already, his features enticingly blurred by lust while his hand was the reason for those feelings that were causing constant waves of bliss to course through the smaller man.
Die was going through something similar and he first thought that if this was a dream, he surely didn't want to wake up in the middle of it. He had never wanted this desperately to see the dream till the very end. And on top of it all, this wasn't even a dream! At least it didn't feel like a dream since in dreams, he rarely got someone touch him so that it felt already like he might just burst with the pressure inside.
The kiss felt real too, and as he tentatively bit down on Kaoru's lower lip it made the smaller man yelp. That didn't happen in dreams, right? It also didn't happen that the one who got bitten squeezed his length as a punishment, like telling he should watch what he was doing. No, that really didn't happen in dreams.
The body above him was trembling violently, but when Die opened his eyes a bit, he noticed that it wasn't just because of the exchanged touches but because Kaoru had a tough time to keep himself up. Suddenly, he grew too weak and dropped down on the redhead, both men yelping because of it.
Actually, the intensity of the moment didn't feel like a dream any longer, and Die was slowly beginning to believe that it WAS happening. He surely didn't have anything against it, not in the slightest. Quite the contrary; he would've probably started drooling again out of pure lusting after his friend. Thankfully, his mouth was otherwise occupied and he tried to channel everything into the kiss to appear as secure as possible.
They finally had managed to find a common way to kiss each other, sometimes playfully and sometimes rough. It fascinated Kaoru that it indeed was a different thing to kiss a guy, his friend moreover, but he had to admit that it wasn't bad in the slightest. Before his mind could get stuck on the thought, he had made up his mind. It was something like divine inspiration, but suddenly he was ready to meet his destiny. If this wasn't it then he would finally find out. To prevent any kind of insecurity from rising inside him, he only acted, straddled his bandmate's, colleague's, fellow guitarist's, friend's or even lover's, if one wanted to name it, hips, doing exactly what he would've never thought possible; he played the girl freewillingly.
He wasn't the only one who would've never believed that and the redhead simply couldn't believe that this was even real when it came intensely clear what the other had done. But it felt good, oh so good, and he instantly discarded all unnecessary thoughts from his mind. Who needed to think at a moment like that? It might be that this was the only time he got to nail his friend's tight rear, and he definitely needed to sample every feeling and enjoy every second of it.
For Kaoru, the first moments weren't exactly filled with joy and pleasure only but with a very nasty burning feeling as Die, who indeed wasn't small at all, filled him so completely. He was surely grateful that the other man couldn't exactly walk the talk and nail him. Good thinking, leader-sama! Like this, he was still in control of the situation. After a few moments though, it didn't feel bad anymore and hey, if this was the first and only time, he should try to make the most of it and see why so many guys had an obsession for sticking things up their asses, right?
It was more than frustrating not to be able to move by himself for Die, but still it was definitely better to be only reduced to taking than not to get anything at all. He had already decided that this was well worth all the suffering they had been put through that day and he didn't even remember his pitiful hunting-attempts or the cold rain anymore. If all pirate-curses resulted in something like this one, he was a willing victim to be cursed anytime!
All of Kaoru's thoughts were silenced the moment something deep inside him got struck which sent a flash of blinding pleasure through his consciousness. That was it, wasn't it? The reason... From that moment on, he let go off his manly-man attitude, didn't show off the power his position gave him anymore. From that moment on, he just took what he wanted, greedy to feel this immense pleasure again.
They were both already addicted to this new sensation and it almost felt as if time had stopped completely. Die was doing his best to hold back as long as possible, he told himself that it was because he wanted Kaoru to enjoy it for longer but in reality at least half of the reason was simply his own selfish want to gain even more. He had never ceased touching the other man though, and subconsciously even intensified the advances as he felt himself near the edge rapidly.
It was as if both of them were caught in their own world, in a bubble that shut out everything else but them. At that moment, nothing mattered, not the band, not the way how they had gotten to this island, nor that they were supposed to be very heterosexual rockstars and not friends who were screwing each other blind.
Speaking of eyesight... Kaoru had lost his some time ago already. Maybe the reason was that he had closed his eyes but if one had asked him, it were the new and wonderful sensations he was going through which had caused all his senses to melt into one until everything was one big mass of feeling only.
It was so captivating that he didn't notice how his body tensed, how it reached the limits of the bearable and was pushed even further until he heard a loud scream. The sound made him flinch when he realized that it had had its origin in his own throat. Had he just screamed during his orgasm? Couldn't be. He had never done that before ever.
The scream was echoing from the walls nevertheless and shot right through the younger guitarist, causing his whole being to tense at that very instant. No no, he didn't want to let go yet! But no one asked him of his opinion and he was sent over the edge. Maybe it wasn't that bad a thing in the end either, at least he didn't remember ever going through something as mind-blowing as this. It was so much that he didn't even speak when he was slowly landing back to reality. So an impossible thing happened again, Die was left totally speechless for once in his life.
Kaoru didn't make a move, didn't even lift himself up to get off the other man. He simply held his eyes closed, clinging to the feelings of bliss that were filling him. If Die was so quiet, one could actually enjoy this moment of closeness and Kaoru got stuck listening to the redhead's heartbeat which soon brought him into a state where he was between sleeping and being awake. If he had remembered the stickiness on his own belly, not to mention Die's stickiness elsewhere, he would have jumped up and searched for a damn bathroom already. But his mind tricked him by lulling him with all the other feelings.
There was a moronic grin dancing on the redhead's lips as he finally managed to open his eyes and cast a glance at the other man. Normally this would've been the point when he had victoriously stated that he had told he wouldn't be the girl, but somehow that seemed totally unimportant right now. He couldn't resist the temptation and reached out his hand, gently tugging the other man's beard to make him lean forward so that he could steal another kiss.
It was gentle and slow and somewhat different from the other kisses they had shared so far. Afterwards, Kaoru looked at him from heavy lidded eyes, smiling slightly because he really did feel good. A dreamy expression on his face, he traced the line of the redhead's full lips with his index-finger before initiating another kiss right away.
It made Die chuckle a bit, but he soon managed to concentrate on the kiss fully. Mostly though because it was so nice that he didn't even want to think or share any thoughts to anything else right then. Only one thought crossed his mind and it was whom he could thank for casting this curse upon them? If he had known this, hell, he would've pushed Kaoru overboard himself.
Something quite similar was going on in the older guitarist's mind, only that in his imagination, he was jumping himself in a theatrical manner. Well, but what counted was that they were there and if the island existed to make you face your destiny, then they would probably stay there for a long time. Kaoru caught himself thinking that this wasn't such a bad thing; to be stuck with the redhead for longer.
Somehow the moment didn't need any words and after exchanging a couple of deep kisses they both just cuddled up closely and intended on getting some sleep, only to find themselves making out heavily again in the next moment though. But who were they to resist the curse of the island, their destiny? That was at least what Die told himself as the perfect excuse to go for some massive face-sucking.
The curse must be strong, Kaoru told himself, if he managed to break his will like this, to make him act as he acted. What would be the sense in trying to resist if he would lose in the end anyways? Right, none. Thus, he happily complied with his fate and gave in to the urge to constantly kiss or touch the redhead. This was even better than smoking.
The next day showed itself from its best side; no clouds on the bright blue sky, the sun shining down on them brightly. Somewhere around midday they decided to explore the surrounding of the house, only to find out that it was located near the beach; probably at the other end of the island. Kaoru could've sworn though that this was impossible, judging by the direction they had been walking through the forest.
They didn't bother much, and just simply enjoyed the day to the fullest, going swimming and walking along the beach hand in hand. There was nothing to worry about, especially since during the night when they had been asleep there had mysteriously appeared more food on the table. They had eaten a full breakfast and when they returned to the house later on there was a romantic dinner already waiting for them. They ate with good appetite, of course, why waste good food? Afterwards they thought they could again take a walk on the beach, maybe to enjoy the sunset now that they didn't have to be afraid of the wild animals anymore.
They were strolling along the shore hand in hand, barefoot, their pants rolled up to the knees. During the day, Kaoru had spotted a perfect place on a natural mole where they could sit down and let this beautiful day end with a perfect sundown.
Suddenly though, there was an unusual noise. At first, Kaoru thought that there were mosquitoes buzzing around them, but the noise grew louder with each passing second. When he let his gaze roam towards the open sea, he spotted a ship. No, not just A ship but THE ship; THEIR ship and a small lifeboat approached them rapidly.
Was this Toshiya, waving at them from afar? Hell yes, it was!
It took a moment for the redhead to spot their friend too and his eyes grew wide instantly as he recognized who it was in the boat. As if on silent command the guitarists jumped a bit away from each other, letting go of each other's hands in a split second. "How the hell did they find us?" Die only had the time to mutter the question before the bouncy bassist was already close enough to make his voice heard.
"Diii-eeeh! Kaaaoooruuuuhh! It's MEEEE!" He was waving so much that Die was surprised he didn't actually go overboard.
Kaoru snorted, thinking that this was so typical for their friends. First, they let them drown and then played knight in shining armor when nobody needed them anymore. What kind of cursed island was this anyways if anybody could just find it?
When the boat stranded, Toshiya jumped off, so bouncy that he stumbled and fell into the shallow water, face first. That was at least a small punishment for taking so long. After he had gotten up again and bounced towards the guitarists, seemingly not bothering that a starfish had gotten stuck in his black strands, he waved again. "We were already thinking you drowned!"
How comforting. Their bandmates had taken the effort to search for them ALTHOUGH they had written them off already. Before Die and Kaoru knew what was happening, they were sitting in the swaying boat, heading towards the ship.
Toshiya was babbling all the time, not even bothering if anyone was listening to him or not so no one noticed the covert glances the guitarists exchanged. At one point Die couldn't stay quiet anymore, and in a low voice addressed his friend. "Look... the curse? It only works on the island, right?" The memory of the past night wasn't present as strongly now that the annoying babbling of their friend's was constantly interrupting all possible thoughts, and it somehow reminded Die that he still was straight, after all.
"Yeah, I think so." Kaoru nodded contemplatively. He tried to remember how the room had looked like in the house, how the food had tasted and, most importantly, how Die had tasted, but noticed that the memory was fading quickly. It was probably for the best. Maybe they simply weren't meant to be. The thought made the older guitarist smile as only at that moment he realized what the fortune-teller had been trying to say. Meant to be... That simply sounded too farfetched to be real. They were a band, friends and there wasn't room for anything else.
They didn't talk about it any more, just shook hands in silent agreement that they would never ever talk about this with their friends and would go back to how things had been before the whole island-episode. The redhead just still didn't understand how their friends had been able to find them eventually, especially since they had been on the cursed island which no one was supposed to be able to find.
Once aboard, the others welcomed their missing bandmates with a feast. They didn't even notice that both guitarists seemed to be unusually quiet and even the huge cocktail Toshiya had mixed for the redhead didn't seem to excite him as much as it would've done before. But the more alcohol flowed, the more relaxed all of them became and Kaoru finally came to the conclusion that all this 'cursed island mumbo-jumbo' had been nothing but a fairytale.
"Cursed island!" he snorted and was addressed by one of the crewmen who was smirking widely. "Found your destiny there?" Again, Kaoru snorted. "Destiny my ass. If that island was the cursed island, how come you found us? I thought nobody can seek it, huh? Any good explanation for that?" The man chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I don't know, to be honest. But maybe it was your destiny to be found again? Did something happen on that island then?" Instantly, the lead-guitarist blushed and hastily shook his head. "Of course not. We were trying to survive, that's all. What should've happened?" To cover his embarrassment, he emptied the glass, he held in his hand, in one huge gulp and turned around, mumbling something he needed more to drink.
Die had been sitting close to the two and overheard the conversation. Somehow it made him think though, and not even the amounts of alcohol he consumed managed to drown out all the thoughts and ideas, along with memories. So maybe it had been their destiny to be found again, but did it mean that it couldn't be their destiny to find each other as well? And he had to admit that when Kaoru got up to fetched another drink, his butt looked deliciously inviting in those tight jeans. That made Die swallow the saliva that gathered in his mouth for like the hundredth time, and he just shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts.
They partied long into the night, but slowly everyone was getting enough and retreated to their cabins. Kaoru was the first of the bandmembers to leave, and Die couldn't help but to look after him for a long moment. When he was sure that no one paid any attention, he stood up and told their friends he'd go to bed, pretending to be more drunk than he actually was. His real intention wasn't sleeping right now though. No, he was strongly determined to follow Kaoru and talk to him.
The lead-guitarist took his time with undressing, too occupied by the thoughts that were running through his mind. When he had gotten rid of his jeans, he stopped a moment to look into the mirror, arching an eyebrow critically. This trip had been seriously nerve-wrecking so far and why on earth was he still sober after drinking a gallon of beer and some rum?
He simply couldn't stop his mind from racing with thoughts, trying to process everything that had happened in the past two days. It would've been pretty much for a year already, but being lost and found within two days along with the fact that he had been forced to question his own sexuality, had been pretty much. A soft knock on the door startled him out of his contemplations and he took on an annoyed tone, swinging it open. "What the fuck do you... Oh!" He stopped the speech he had always in store for moments like these when he was gazing straight into Die's eyes.
"Hey, Kao." Die smiled somewhat nervous. He shifted on his place, suddenly immensely interested in his shoes as he just stared down on them for a long moment. It took him a lot and inwardly he already was beating himself for being such a coward, but finally he managed to speak up, raising his eyes to meet Kaoru's again. "Well, I wanted to talk to you. About the curse, you know?"
"The curse?" Kaoru hadn't seen that coming and looked pricelessly dumb. And why on earth had he never noticed how cute the redhead was when he was embarrassed, his cheeks and ears flushed and biting his bottom lip. "Well, what is it with the curse?" Would Die now come up with yet another theory or what was the reason for his visit? And why was he sober too? Kaoru had seen him drink quite much as well.
"Uhm, well, you see..." Die mumbled, chewing on his lower lip for a long moment before deciding that he wouldn't lose anything by being honest. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? He looked the other man straight in the eye, completely honest. "I think I'm still cursed."
The words made Kaoru laugh relieved and he grabbed the collar of the redhead's shirt, pulling him close. Just before their lips were about to meet, he whispered. "Me too!"
Author:
seinen_no and fonulynRating: NC17 overall
Pairing: DiexKaoru,
Disclaimer: We own no one, only our dirty imaginations.
Summary: Dir en grey is shooting their new video in the Caribbean, coevally enjoying their free time and the chance to have both vacation and work in one go. When Kaoru goes overboard, and Die heroically tries to save him, they both end up on a cursed island, suddenly fighting for survival. *insert theatrical drumming* It’s total crack x) At leas supposed to be humor :D
Comments:
seinen_no: Oh dears, initally we wanted to post the next chapter much sooner, but I am afraid that it's again my fault. Don't ask, but while others just suffered from a hang-over on new year's eve and the 1st, I had a virus and was hanging around in the toilet a lot XD But now I'm fine again and I promise we go on posting the others quickly. And, xxdahlia we didn't forget you. You'll get your fic still^^ As for now, just have fun with the 2nd part^^
fonulyn: I’m not going to say much here. heh, I hope the second part is as good as the first XD Two words: Enjoy!And feel free to add our journal if you like the stories!
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Previously: Part 1
Chapter 2
The slight wind had already turned into a full-grown tropical storm, rain falling down in heavy drops. Kaoru had grabbed Die's hand, as talking was impossible due to the noise, and dragged him on further and further into the forest. He had forgotten his fear of wild animals and even his annoyance about the redhead and the whole trip with which it had begun. Maybe there was a cave somewhere or at least a hollow tree where they could hide until the downpour had stopped.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier with each passing moment and they were just clinging on to each other desperately not to get lost or at least not to get separated. It was practically impossible to see even a step further and so they almost bumped into something suddenly. Or Die actually DID walk straight into a wall. A wall? Here, in the middle of the forest? He didn't quite believe it at first but after taking a closer look - or a feel - he had to admit that it was very much a wall.
Kaoru had had his eyes closed, his face ducked behind the redheads shoulder to get at least some shelter. But when his nose bumped against his friend's sharp, and very hard, shoulderblade, he looked up. A house? Indeed, they were standing in front of a whitewashed house. "Can this be?" Without giving it another thought, the lead guitarist dragged his bandmate around the corner to find the entrance.
This wasn't a house, this was a palace! Well okay, a bungalow, but to him it looked like the fucking Buckingham Palace, Neuschwanstein or Windsor Castle, if one insisted. The porch already sheltered them from the worst rain and Kaoru shook himself like a wet dog, banging against the door. "Maybe somebody's home?"
They waited more or less patiently for some time, but no one seemed to react in any way or even hear their knocking. Finally losing his patience, the redhead tried the handle and to his surprise, the door instantly creaked open. They exchanged a bewildered look, but then carefully pushed the door open to step inside.
It was warm and above all dry inside of the house, a fire sparkling in the fireplace as if someone had just put it up. But there was no one there, no matter where they were looking. "Maybe the owner of the house won't get mad if we get dry here?" Die shrugged a bit, looking questioningly at his friend.
Kaoru nodded agreeing although he asked himself why somebody would leave such a cosy place when there was a tropical storm going on outside. Even the dining-table was set with plates and bowls of food, two glasses of wine practically asking to be drunk. Still, he didn't want to steal and instead decided to get dry first.
The fire looked inviting, but his wet clothes created an uncomfortable feeling on his skin. Without rethinking his decision, Kaoru first got rid of his shirt and then of his pants, sitting down on the soft and fluffy rug in front of the fireplace.
Die had been about to follow his bandmate's example, but somehow the moment Kaoru took off his shirt, his brains stopped functioning. Why hadn't he ever noticed before what a lean and attractive body his bandleader had? Well, it was Kaoru, of course he had known he looked good but never before had he actually been this much stunned by the fact. The soft light from the fire was dancing on the older man's skin, creating enticing patterns and shadows. Die didn't even notice he was staring before he felt something warm in the corner of his mouth. Damn! Why did he have the tendency to drool like that when confronted with something delicious?
He shook his head quickly, wiping off the saliva and tried to focus again. Quickly, he pulled off his own shirt, throwing it on the big chair. Then it caught his attention that there was a huge bed at the other end of the one room house, and beside the bed a closet. Maybe there were some dry clothes or something?
He took a tentative step closer when he spotted something on the bed. A letter? Curiously, he went closer and took it in his hand, frowning as it looked much like his name on the envelope. Swiftly, he opened the letter and read it, not believing his eyes in the slightest. "Kaoru!" He raised his gaze, already taking a few quick steps towards his friend. "Take a look at this!"
Despite his words he didn't give the envelope to the other man but rather read the letter out loud himself. "See what it says: 'I have everything prepared for you, just enjoy your stay'..." He shrugged. "It says that there's food on the table, clothes in the closet, and..." He blushed, obviously leaving something unread. "...pretty much everything one could need. All for US."
"Are you kidding me?" Instantly, the lead-guitarist was at his feet and tried to snatch the letter from his friend. Die quickly hid it behind his back though, only showing him the first part after receiving a glare.
"What's that supposed to mean. Did you set this up?" For some reason, Kaoru caught himself thinking that he wouldn't even have anything against that as he indeed felt comfortable around the other man. After checking if there really were clothes in the closet and finding that this wasn't even only true, but that those were stylish ones, perfectly fitting his figure, he plopped down on the bed, inquiring the redhead with his gaze.
Still, he was too curious, knowing that Die hid something from him. "Why did you leave something out? What's written there? Will we pay our stay with our souls or what?" he asked, to his terror only partly joking.
"No, not really. We won't have to pay any of this." Die shrugged a bit, still hiding the letter behind his back as in reality there had been some slightly perverted things he had left out while he had read the letter aloud. A part of him was appalled of that kind of allusions, but it kind of scared him that mostly he wouldn't even have minded those. He had to set the letter down though as he changed into some dry clothes, thinking it would be clever to use them now that they got the allowance officially.
Just as he had pulled a nice, dry shirt over his head, he remembered something, and almost got tangled in the sleeves as he yelped surprised. "Kaoru!" He managed to tug the shirt down enough to peek at the other man, only his eyes showing from inside the garment. "You remember what the sailors told us!? About the cursed island?"
"You mean this island you can't seek but only find?" the older guitarist asked. He remembered one of the crew men telling them this cock-and-bull story, but he still wasn't willing to believe it. "Wait, wait, what did he say? That your destiny will come true there or some mumbo-jumbo like that, right?" he shook his head, but was smiling at the redhead.
There was indeed something cute in Die and how he was standing there in front of him, the shirt finally on, even sexy. Too bad that he showed that side too rarely. Or then, why was it bad? Again, Kaoru shook his head, trying to get rid of the images that seemed to invade his mind constantly since they had set foot on this island... This island? Maybe there was a curse? No, certainly not. It was the hunger, yes, the hunger.
Deliberately casual, he nodded towards the living-room. "Let's grab something to eat before the food is cold and the wine warm," he suggested, already heading there. His butt hadn't really made contact with the chair when he had already downed one glass of wine, hoping the alcohol would make him turn back to normal again and not see his fellow bandmate as some kind of ... mate.
"But Kaoruuuu..." Die almost whined and followed the older man, happily forgetting that he didn't wear any pants, only boxers and socks along with the shirt. "They said that once one sets foot on the cursed island there's no fighting his destiny! That the curse is so strong that nothing will help!" He had reached the table and the foods looked so delicious that he instantly sat down on the free chair, stuffing some bread into his mouth. As he went on, he still hadn't swallowed so he looked like a hamster with the food in his cheeks. "Whud if our cuss is to die hewe?" He tried to look miserable but it was doomed to fail before it even began as he reached for more of the foods.
"I luff ya!" Kaoru mumbled, charmed by the other man's cuteness. Instantly after those words had left his mouth though, he tried to cover it by stuffing some fresh pineapple into it as if to shut it up. He didn't even have an idea where that had come from, but after thinking about it for a moment, it was obvious. Of course he loved the redhead, as a friend, colleague and bandmate. "But no, we won't die here. I won't allow it!" He had the talent to always understand Die, no matter how drunk he was or how much food he stored in his mouth.
The words were enough to make Die smile blissfully, because if there was someone in this world he trusted, it was definitely Kaoru. Besides he loved him too! That at least was the initial reaction he wanted to utter out loud but then he realized that it might've sounded like a bit more than platonic love and blushed, concentrating on eating. He frowned a bit as he didn't remember where he had stored the letter though, since he still didn't want the other man to read it fully.
To his luck, Kaoru had forgotten about it for the time being and only enjoyed the food. But then, his gaze fell upon something which was lying on the fireplace. Cigarettes! "Die look!" Instantly he jumped up and snagged the small box, showing it to his friend. "It's even my brand." Frowning, he looked around. "But there must be some for you too... Or then," he smirked widely, "we only get here what we want the most. You the food and I the cigs." Happy with that explanation, he lit one and then shoved the pack towards the redhead who looked a bit like a puppy dog, begging for some food. "Nobody says we can't share, right? We will have to share the bed too, as it seems. At least I didn't see another bedroom."
He was in such a good mood all of a sudden, that he kept on babbling how they should explore the rest of the house and that, if they found a bathroom with a Jacuzzi, he would want to take a long, hot bubble bath.
For a long moment Die kept on staring at the other man's lips without hearing everything he said as he just watched the movements of those soft... inviting... perfect... lips...
"But Kao," He cut the older guitarist's babbling off suddenly, fearing he might do something stupid otherwise. "The house pretty much is only this one room. I don't think there's much else, I didn't even see a bathroom." He was right, because even though the house was luxurious, it still was small.
That comment made Kaoru stop and frown. Disappointed, he pursed his lips, pouting for a moment. "Does that mean there's really nothing else here?" He shook his head, took some kind of caramelized cherry and licked the coat with the tip of his tongue to try if it was sweet enough for his liking. "So there's nothing to do here but to eat, to sit in front of the fireplace and to sleep in the bed?"
There they were again, those images, and suddenly he saw himself licking along the redhead's neck, nibbling the skin there even. Would he taste like this caramel fruit too? Suddenly, he had to swallow, because some saliva had gathered in his mouth. Wasn't drooling rather one of Die's habits?
The redhead blushed again and swallowed his comment that the letter had bluntly suggested some other activities to be performed on the bed than mere sleeping. He tried to shrug off the mental images, since otherwise he would've tried to stare through the other man's clothes, wanting to rip them off his form for God's sake.
"Well, we can drink too?" He suggested carefully, nodding towards the wine bottles.
Maybe some alcohol would calm him down? That's it! A clever idea! Drown the stupid images into some wine. The same idea crossed Kaoru's mind and he nodded eagerly. Soon, they had pushed the food aside and were attending the wine that never seemed to run dry. Whenever they had thought to have emptied the last bottle, they spotted a still unopened one at a corner of the table. The wine was sweet and not too strong, but failed its purpose as the liquid didn't drown the images that had been bugging the older guitarist for an eternity already as it seemed. Quite the contrary, with each sip, he found more things in his bandmate that looked delicious, edible, and even his annoying hyena laugh sounded like music in his ears.
Damn, why hadn't he ever noticed before that he had this thing for men? No, that wasn't possible. Die and he knew each other for more than ten years, had gone through a lot as friends, had seen girlfriends come and go and never, not even for a split-second, had he been jealous or imagined them being more than buddies.
After a while, this became too much for him, his mind providing him with blooming images and the matching feelings. Suddenly, he jumped up, announcing. "I'm tired!" and rushed towards the bed as if he could flee his own subconsciousness.
As the redhead didn't follow instantly, but Kaoru couldn't sleep either, he peeked into the room from a small gap in the blanket. "This island is fucking cursed!" he ranted. "Why else would I think about screwing with you all the time?" He hadn't intended on reacting this forceful, but now as it was out, he could see the comedy in the situation and burst out laughing.
The words had startled Die at first, but he couldn't help to laugh out loud as he fully understood them. Mostly, it was a relieved laughter though as he noticed that he wasn't the only one having troubles controlling his imagination.
Still chuckling he got up, swaying just a tiny bit because of the alcohol, and approached the bed slowly. "I told you! The island IS cursed and we can't escape the fate that's been set for us!" He stopped for a moment and thought about it, before just giving his friend a crooked grin. "Wanna know what the thing in the letter was, I didn't wanna show ya?"
Slowly, the lead-guitarist's head surfaced fully and one could see his flushed cheeks, flushed from laughter, alcohol and embarrassment. "Yeah." He wasn't so sure if he really wanted to, but hey, they were alone, just the two of them and if it came down to it, there would be his word against Die's. Who would believe the redhead that the bandleader had approached him in a certain way, huh? They would all believe he lied. But then, if the island was meant to set things right and bring people their destiny, maybe Die was meant for him? Again those thoughts. Kaoru growled, shaking his head and then waved his hand through the air. "Tell me!"
"No, I won't tell you." Die chuckled, but looked around to find the letter. He made a delighted sound as he spotted it and instantly grabbed it to hand it to the other man. "Read for yourself." His thoughts were heading into a pretty similar direction, maybe this was all destiny and they shouldn't fight it? After all, why the heck else would there be a full dinner, wine, a nice romantic fireplace, a huge bed and on top of it all even a letter suggesting dirty things?
Silently, Kaoru read the whole letter and then again only the part with the suggestions how they should entertain themselves in the bed; then that part again and again. Finally, he raised his gaze and looked at the redhead. "Hot kisses?" he asked, choosing the most harmless of the list. "Us both kissing?" he added, but it didn't come out as he had wanted to make it sound, his undertone speaking more of consideration than of disgust. Well, if this was destiny, shouldn't one kiss then be enough to make both of them see that they were the perfect match? Slowly, a smirk spread on the older guitarist's lips, an idea forming in his mind. "Ever kissed somebody with a beard?" he asked, chuckling a bit.
"Certainly not!" Die shook his head, but although the tone of his voice was firm it didn't sound exactly disagreeing. "And yes, us kissing, there seemingly isn't anyone else here to kiss, or did I miss something?"
Only then, the meaning of the other man's words sank into his brains completely and his mouth dropped open on its own accord. He was staring at Kaoru for a long moment, his lips in particular and he couldn't help but to be totally hypnotized by the sight. Quickly he swallowed, not to let the saliva gather in his mouth again so that he'd start drooling.
His expression alone spoke more than a thousand words though and Kaoru shifted a bit closer. Was he really considering this? Only once in his life had he made out with a guy and back then, he didn't even have hairs on his balls. But this was a scientific research. If this island really was the one from the legend the sailor had told them, then they were doomed to stay there forever anyways. After all, one couldn't seek it, only find it by chance. How big was the chance that their three dumb remaining bandmates were lucky enough? They probably didn't even miss them yet.
Slowly, Kaoru brought his face closer to Die's and pursed his lips. He could already feel the other man's breath tickle his skin, causing his hackles to curl in a not completely unpleasant way. But when they were about to touch, he had to chuckle again and turned his face away. "Die!" he admonished. "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" Die pouted, pursed his lips and folded his arms across his chest after quickly wiping away the thin line of saliva from the corner of his mouth. "See, there we had a totally nice moment and you ruined it!"
He didn't know whether it was the curse of this island or his raging hormones - he generously ignored the fact that he wasn't a teenager anymore since one can ALWAYS blame hormones - but he was more than eager to go through with what he had thought was about to happen just a moment ago. Gently, he grabbed the other man's chin and made him turn to face him again, not giving him time to laugh before actually initiating a kiss. An awkward one, but a kiss nevertheless.
It instantly caused every chuckle to subside and Kaoru had to admit that it felt nice. The fangirls used to dream about how it would be to kiss the redhead's lush lips, to feel how soft they were and he would be telling them now that even their wildest dreams wouldn't get close to reality. Okay, they both lacked a common way, their tongues brushing against each other more or less insecurely, but the longer it dragged on, the better it got. While Die was blaming his hormones, Kaoru now fought his own since his body reacted in the way it wanted and not how its master demanded. Shifting slightly, he tried to cover it though, still embarrassed to have such a strong reaction to something as imperfect as this kiss.
If one asked Die he was pretty much willing to believe the whole curse mumbo-jumbo, since this was definitely more pleasant than he would've ever expected. He would've thought it would become weird if he allowed himself to think that it was Kaoru whom he was kissing, but to his surprise that thought got him even more into this whole thing. As they parted, they both fell silent for a second, but soon a smirk already found its way to Die's lips. "I have to change my answer now. Yes, I have kissed someone with a beard."
Kaoru still needed a moment, smacking a bit to relish Die's taste that was lingering in his own mouth. But then, he grinned as well, but maybe more due to the high that suddenly filled him than because of the other man's remark.
"And did you like it?" he asked. Damn, he was about to throw everything overboard he had always thought was real and believe that something like fate did exist.
"Yeah," The redhead admitted with a chuckle, raised his hand and tugged the other man's beard a bit. "I've always liked your beard though." He wasn't even lying, although in the beginning, he had been only insanely jealous since whenever HE tried to grow a beard, or something close, he failed miserably. Or well, he did manage with it but it took like ages and meanwhile looked more than pitiful.
The gesture made Kaoru laugh softly and he teased. "That's because you'll NEVER get one." Before Die could protest though, he quickly closed the distance between them and tried if the next kiss would still taste as sweet as the first one. It was even better, because they were slowly finding something like a common way; both not trying to take the lead with all their might anymore.
"I always envied you for your smooth, flawless, skin, so don't worry," the older guitarist admitted after breaking the contact. "Although it does add up to the girly side in you." No matter what, he couldn't stop teasing. It was like a reflex and only because they were bound by destiny now didn't mean that he would drop that habit.
"I am NOT girly!" Die protested instantly, even shaking his head firmly to underline the words. He leaned closer to the other man and forced him to lean back in the movement until he finally hovered above his friend, smirking down at him. "The beard won't change a thing, you know. It doesn't make you any less of a girl." He knew that Kaoru hated being called a girl, but he couldn't stop himself, as it was as much of a habit of him as the other guitarist's teasing.
"It's not only the beard," Kaoru argued like predicted. He dropped his voice, showing a smug smile. "It's the deep voice, the sharp features with the high cheekbones, the determined way I walk and the droolable thighs that make me appear more manly than you can ever dream of."
In a sudden movement, he sat up and flipped them both over, pinning the redhead down on the mattress. He even grabbed his wrists to hold him in place, grinning victoriously. Only then, he realized the flaw in his plan. Due to the movement, the blanket had slipped away from him and revealed the pretty obvious boner he had in his tight boxers. Damnit, why did he have to take off his jeans before getting into the bed? He was simply too neat and tidy.
The sudden movement had made the redhead gasp and he was already trying to figure out how to turn tables again. He tried to tug his arms but the other man's hold was too firm. But as Kaoru suddenly hesitated, he noticed his chance and used the opportunity to wrestle his arms free. Before Kaoru even noticed, he was pinned down on the mattress again, the younger man grinning down at him. "Maybe, but I'm stronger and bigger." He was aware of the ambiguousness of the latter word and stressed it shamelessly. "And you have such a gorgeous butt that it would be a shame to let it go to waste!"
"You will first have to prove that you're bigger, Die. I wouldn't bet on it." The last sentence had made Kaoru shiver slightly because he had become aware of where this whole thing was heading. Would he really go for ... buttsex? His butt? Fate or not, he wasn't yet willing to sacrifice the virginity of his backdoor to find out. Although he had to admit that Die really seemed to be stronger. At least for the time being there was no chance for him to break free again.
Die had no idea how far this would be going, and he just decided to go with the flow. Inwardly, he told his heart to stop beating so loudly as he was sure one could hear the hammering miles away still. Outwardly, he was calmer though, pressing himself closer to the smaller man. "You wouldn't bet on it? Oh, I will prove it, for sure." He grinned, pretty glad that he had the other man pinned down like that. IF they would go through with it he'd definitely prefer not being at the receiving end for the first time.
Again, Kaoru shivered, but this time because of the undertone in Die's voice. Why had he never noticed before how sexily low he could drop it? Smiling, he allowed his eyes to fall halfway shut and lifted his head as if to kiss the other man. When their lips had already touched and he felt the pressure on his wrists grow less, Kaoru used the moment to change positions again, grateful that this was indeed a gigantic kingsize bed; a playground for grown-ups so to say. "Let's make a deal," he suggested before thinking this through really. "We compare and who has the bigger one is allowed to top."
"Bigger one when ready to go or?" Die laughed, not even thinking about how seriously embarrassing something like that would be. Right now he didn't care, and he was willing to blame the alcohol on it. Besides, he was certain he would win. Why else would he be ten centimetres taller than the other guitarist? Height HAD TO indicate that something else was bigger too.
"Of course!" the smaller guitarist nodded chuckling. The next second, he cursed himself again, because he KNEW that Die was smaller than he when it wasn't ready. Hey! There's nothing to read into this. They had shared a hotelroom for ages in the old times...
"So you agree?" he asked and somehow expected to wake up from this dream any second. With a major hard-on that was, but still wake up. This was simply too unbelievable to really be happening. Were they fifteen again? Would the redhead suggest next to jerk off on a cookie and the one who doesn't hit has to eat it or what?
"Sure." The answer came with a certain nod and a bright grin. But there was a small flaw to the plan. Even though the moment was more than enticing and the closeness already made Die's blood boil, there still was some work to be done before the measuring. "But first..." He tilted his head, winked at the other man and simultaneously lifted his hips a bit to press himself closer to Kaoru. "We should get ready for that don't you think?"
Instinctively, Kaoru closed his eyes and lifted his hips to meet Die's. "Well," he had to swallow hard before he could go on, playing for time as he thought about the possibilities ahead. Should he help Die, help himself, just see if they both could help each other? He had no idea and thus chuckled a bit. "Would you want me to?" he finally asked tentative. "Then I could measure already," he added quickly, not wanting to sound too eager to get to lay his hands on his bandmate.
The redhead fell silent for a second, not knowing what to do. Or technically he knew, of course, he wasn't a friggin' virgin or anything. On second thoughts, he was when it came to being with another man. Anyways, he technically knew how they should head forward, but he couldn't help to feel a tad bit insecure about it. He covered it with a grin though, threw one leg around the other man's hips and pulled him closer in the movement. "Sure thing. I think the sooner we get to the measuring the better, right?"
Groaning, Kaoru nodded frantically. After all, he was at least half ready by then and Die's movement had created some delicious friction on his arousal. It was like he was dreaming, as if he didn't really release one arm of the redhead and pushed it between their bodies, carefully fumbling for the button of his jeans. But hey, he was a real man, wasn't he? And a real man could deal with new situations and act spontaneously.
It didn't take long, and he had opened the button and the zipper and as if to get it over with, quickly shoved his hand into Die's boxers, reaching for gold metaphorically spoken.
At first, it was odd but then Kaoru thought how he would do himself and laced his fingers around the redhead's length, giving it a few tentative strokes and squeezes. He could feel the flesh swell slowly, an agreeing sigh falling from the Die's full lips. "This is not bad," Kaoru remarked pondering and instantly used his new found security to pick up the pace a bit.
Truth to be told, it was better than his comment had given away, simply knowing that he could make the other man react like that was causing shivers down his spine. Like naturally, their lips found each other again in a soft kiss.
Indeed, the touch was something that the redhead could've never prepared for even if he had tried to. Of course he had been touched before, even by definitely able hands, but there was something special in the moment nevertheless. Kaoru's calloused fingers created an enticing friction and he couldn't help but to surrender to the feelings for the time being.
After a while, something started to bother him though, but it took another moment before he managed to make his lust blurred brain work enough to notice what it was. Of course, how could he have been so oblivious! He needed to return the favor, to try to give the other man everything that he received himself. It wasn't only about returning the favor even, since he found himself yearning to touch, he WANTED to try it as well. Without giving it another thought, he slid his hand between their bodies as well, mirroring the other man's movements almost completely.
The heat between the two bodies was rising rapidly, the air filled with the sounds of low moans and heavy respiration as they were getting higher and higher. Kaoru held his eyes tightly closed, just in case if this really was only a dream and in reality he was lying in his bed at home in Tokyo, imagining to be with Die right now.
If this was the case, he surely didn't want to wake up, because his mind seemed to have a run and was providing him utmost pleasure, almost real sensations. Wait? This was real indeed and it was Die who laid underneath him, panting already, his features enticingly blurred by lust while his hand was the reason for those feelings that were causing constant waves of bliss to course through the smaller man.
Die was going through something similar and he first thought that if this was a dream, he surely didn't want to wake up in the middle of it. He had never wanted this desperately to see the dream till the very end. And on top of it all, this wasn't even a dream! At least it didn't feel like a dream since in dreams, he rarely got someone touch him so that it felt already like he might just burst with the pressure inside.
The kiss felt real too, and as he tentatively bit down on Kaoru's lower lip it made the smaller man yelp. That didn't happen in dreams, right? It also didn't happen that the one who got bitten squeezed his length as a punishment, like telling he should watch what he was doing. No, that really didn't happen in dreams.
The body above him was trembling violently, but when Die opened his eyes a bit, he noticed that it wasn't just because of the exchanged touches but because Kaoru had a tough time to keep himself up. Suddenly, he grew too weak and dropped down on the redhead, both men yelping because of it.
Actually, the intensity of the moment didn't feel like a dream any longer, and Die was slowly beginning to believe that it WAS happening. He surely didn't have anything against it, not in the slightest. Quite the contrary; he would've probably started drooling again out of pure lusting after his friend. Thankfully, his mouth was otherwise occupied and he tried to channel everything into the kiss to appear as secure as possible.
They finally had managed to find a common way to kiss each other, sometimes playfully and sometimes rough. It fascinated Kaoru that it indeed was a different thing to kiss a guy, his friend moreover, but he had to admit that it wasn't bad in the slightest. Before his mind could get stuck on the thought, he had made up his mind. It was something like divine inspiration, but suddenly he was ready to meet his destiny. If this wasn't it then he would finally find out. To prevent any kind of insecurity from rising inside him, he only acted, straddled his bandmate's, colleague's, fellow guitarist's, friend's or even lover's, if one wanted to name it, hips, doing exactly what he would've never thought possible; he played the girl freewillingly.
He wasn't the only one who would've never believed that and the redhead simply couldn't believe that this was even real when it came intensely clear what the other had done. But it felt good, oh so good, and he instantly discarded all unnecessary thoughts from his mind. Who needed to think at a moment like that? It might be that this was the only time he got to nail his friend's tight rear, and he definitely needed to sample every feeling and enjoy every second of it.
For Kaoru, the first moments weren't exactly filled with joy and pleasure only but with a very nasty burning feeling as Die, who indeed wasn't small at all, filled him so completely. He was surely grateful that the other man couldn't exactly walk the talk and nail him. Good thinking, leader-sama! Like this, he was still in control of the situation. After a few moments though, it didn't feel bad anymore and hey, if this was the first and only time, he should try to make the most of it and see why so many guys had an obsession for sticking things up their asses, right?
It was more than frustrating not to be able to move by himself for Die, but still it was definitely better to be only reduced to taking than not to get anything at all. He had already decided that this was well worth all the suffering they had been put through that day and he didn't even remember his pitiful hunting-attempts or the cold rain anymore. If all pirate-curses resulted in something like this one, he was a willing victim to be cursed anytime!
All of Kaoru's thoughts were silenced the moment something deep inside him got struck which sent a flash of blinding pleasure through his consciousness. That was it, wasn't it? The reason... From that moment on, he let go off his manly-man attitude, didn't show off the power his position gave him anymore. From that moment on, he just took what he wanted, greedy to feel this immense pleasure again.
They were both already addicted to this new sensation and it almost felt as if time had stopped completely. Die was doing his best to hold back as long as possible, he told himself that it was because he wanted Kaoru to enjoy it for longer but in reality at least half of the reason was simply his own selfish want to gain even more. He had never ceased touching the other man though, and subconsciously even intensified the advances as he felt himself near the edge rapidly.
It was as if both of them were caught in their own world, in a bubble that shut out everything else but them. At that moment, nothing mattered, not the band, not the way how they had gotten to this island, nor that they were supposed to be very heterosexual rockstars and not friends who were screwing each other blind.
Speaking of eyesight... Kaoru had lost his some time ago already. Maybe the reason was that he had closed his eyes but if one had asked him, it were the new and wonderful sensations he was going through which had caused all his senses to melt into one until everything was one big mass of feeling only.
It was so captivating that he didn't notice how his body tensed, how it reached the limits of the bearable and was pushed even further until he heard a loud scream. The sound made him flinch when he realized that it had had its origin in his own throat. Had he just screamed during his orgasm? Couldn't be. He had never done that before ever.
The scream was echoing from the walls nevertheless and shot right through the younger guitarist, causing his whole being to tense at that very instant. No no, he didn't want to let go yet! But no one asked him of his opinion and he was sent over the edge. Maybe it wasn't that bad a thing in the end either, at least he didn't remember ever going through something as mind-blowing as this. It was so much that he didn't even speak when he was slowly landing back to reality. So an impossible thing happened again, Die was left totally speechless for once in his life.
Kaoru didn't make a move, didn't even lift himself up to get off the other man. He simply held his eyes closed, clinging to the feelings of bliss that were filling him. If Die was so quiet, one could actually enjoy this moment of closeness and Kaoru got stuck listening to the redhead's heartbeat which soon brought him into a state where he was between sleeping and being awake. If he had remembered the stickiness on his own belly, not to mention Die's stickiness elsewhere, he would have jumped up and searched for a damn bathroom already. But his mind tricked him by lulling him with all the other feelings.
There was a moronic grin dancing on the redhead's lips as he finally managed to open his eyes and cast a glance at the other man. Normally this would've been the point when he had victoriously stated that he had told he wouldn't be the girl, but somehow that seemed totally unimportant right now. He couldn't resist the temptation and reached out his hand, gently tugging the other man's beard to make him lean forward so that he could steal another kiss.
It was gentle and slow and somewhat different from the other kisses they had shared so far. Afterwards, Kaoru looked at him from heavy lidded eyes, smiling slightly because he really did feel good. A dreamy expression on his face, he traced the line of the redhead's full lips with his index-finger before initiating another kiss right away.
It made Die chuckle a bit, but he soon managed to concentrate on the kiss fully. Mostly though because it was so nice that he didn't even want to think or share any thoughts to anything else right then. Only one thought crossed his mind and it was whom he could thank for casting this curse upon them? If he had known this, hell, he would've pushed Kaoru overboard himself.
Something quite similar was going on in the older guitarist's mind, only that in his imagination, he was jumping himself in a theatrical manner. Well, but what counted was that they were there and if the island existed to make you face your destiny, then they would probably stay there for a long time. Kaoru caught himself thinking that this wasn't such a bad thing; to be stuck with the redhead for longer.
Somehow the moment didn't need any words and after exchanging a couple of deep kisses they both just cuddled up closely and intended on getting some sleep, only to find themselves making out heavily again in the next moment though. But who were they to resist the curse of the island, their destiny? That was at least what Die told himself as the perfect excuse to go for some massive face-sucking.
The curse must be strong, Kaoru told himself, if he managed to break his will like this, to make him act as he acted. What would be the sense in trying to resist if he would lose in the end anyways? Right, none. Thus, he happily complied with his fate and gave in to the urge to constantly kiss or touch the redhead. This was even better than smoking.
The next day showed itself from its best side; no clouds on the bright blue sky, the sun shining down on them brightly. Somewhere around midday they decided to explore the surrounding of the house, only to find out that it was located near the beach; probably at the other end of the island. Kaoru could've sworn though that this was impossible, judging by the direction they had been walking through the forest.
They didn't bother much, and just simply enjoyed the day to the fullest, going swimming and walking along the beach hand in hand. There was nothing to worry about, especially since during the night when they had been asleep there had mysteriously appeared more food on the table. They had eaten a full breakfast and when they returned to the house later on there was a romantic dinner already waiting for them. They ate with good appetite, of course, why waste good food? Afterwards they thought they could again take a walk on the beach, maybe to enjoy the sunset now that they didn't have to be afraid of the wild animals anymore.
They were strolling along the shore hand in hand, barefoot, their pants rolled up to the knees. During the day, Kaoru had spotted a perfect place on a natural mole where they could sit down and let this beautiful day end with a perfect sundown.
Suddenly though, there was an unusual noise. At first, Kaoru thought that there were mosquitoes buzzing around them, but the noise grew louder with each passing second. When he let his gaze roam towards the open sea, he spotted a ship. No, not just A ship but THE ship; THEIR ship and a small lifeboat approached them rapidly.
Was this Toshiya, waving at them from afar? Hell yes, it was!
It took a moment for the redhead to spot their friend too and his eyes grew wide instantly as he recognized who it was in the boat. As if on silent command the guitarists jumped a bit away from each other, letting go of each other's hands in a split second. "How the hell did they find us?" Die only had the time to mutter the question before the bouncy bassist was already close enough to make his voice heard.
"Diii-eeeh! Kaaaoooruuuuhh! It's MEEEE!" He was waving so much that Die was surprised he didn't actually go overboard.
Kaoru snorted, thinking that this was so typical for their friends. First, they let them drown and then played knight in shining armor when nobody needed them anymore. What kind of cursed island was this anyways if anybody could just find it?
When the boat stranded, Toshiya jumped off, so bouncy that he stumbled and fell into the shallow water, face first. That was at least a small punishment for taking so long. After he had gotten up again and bounced towards the guitarists, seemingly not bothering that a starfish had gotten stuck in his black strands, he waved again. "We were already thinking you drowned!"
How comforting. Their bandmates had taken the effort to search for them ALTHOUGH they had written them off already. Before Die and Kaoru knew what was happening, they were sitting in the swaying boat, heading towards the ship.
Toshiya was babbling all the time, not even bothering if anyone was listening to him or not so no one noticed the covert glances the guitarists exchanged. At one point Die couldn't stay quiet anymore, and in a low voice addressed his friend. "Look... the curse? It only works on the island, right?" The memory of the past night wasn't present as strongly now that the annoying babbling of their friend's was constantly interrupting all possible thoughts, and it somehow reminded Die that he still was straight, after all.
"Yeah, I think so." Kaoru nodded contemplatively. He tried to remember how the room had looked like in the house, how the food had tasted and, most importantly, how Die had tasted, but noticed that the memory was fading quickly. It was probably for the best. Maybe they simply weren't meant to be. The thought made the older guitarist smile as only at that moment he realized what the fortune-teller had been trying to say. Meant to be... That simply sounded too farfetched to be real. They were a band, friends and there wasn't room for anything else.
They didn't talk about it any more, just shook hands in silent agreement that they would never ever talk about this with their friends and would go back to how things had been before the whole island-episode. The redhead just still didn't understand how their friends had been able to find them eventually, especially since they had been on the cursed island which no one was supposed to be able to find.
Once aboard, the others welcomed their missing bandmates with a feast. They didn't even notice that both guitarists seemed to be unusually quiet and even the huge cocktail Toshiya had mixed for the redhead didn't seem to excite him as much as it would've done before. But the more alcohol flowed, the more relaxed all of them became and Kaoru finally came to the conclusion that all this 'cursed island mumbo-jumbo' had been nothing but a fairytale.
"Cursed island!" he snorted and was addressed by one of the crewmen who was smirking widely. "Found your destiny there?" Again, Kaoru snorted. "Destiny my ass. If that island was the cursed island, how come you found us? I thought nobody can seek it, huh? Any good explanation for that?" The man chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I don't know, to be honest. But maybe it was your destiny to be found again? Did something happen on that island then?" Instantly, the lead-guitarist blushed and hastily shook his head. "Of course not. We were trying to survive, that's all. What should've happened?" To cover his embarrassment, he emptied the glass, he held in his hand, in one huge gulp and turned around, mumbling something he needed more to drink.
Die had been sitting close to the two and overheard the conversation. Somehow it made him think though, and not even the amounts of alcohol he consumed managed to drown out all the thoughts and ideas, along with memories. So maybe it had been their destiny to be found again, but did it mean that it couldn't be their destiny to find each other as well? And he had to admit that when Kaoru got up to fetched another drink, his butt looked deliciously inviting in those tight jeans. That made Die swallow the saliva that gathered in his mouth for like the hundredth time, and he just shook his head, trying to get rid of the thoughts.
They partied long into the night, but slowly everyone was getting enough and retreated to their cabins. Kaoru was the first of the bandmembers to leave, and Die couldn't help but to look after him for a long moment. When he was sure that no one paid any attention, he stood up and told their friends he'd go to bed, pretending to be more drunk than he actually was. His real intention wasn't sleeping right now though. No, he was strongly determined to follow Kaoru and talk to him.
The lead-guitarist took his time with undressing, too occupied by the thoughts that were running through his mind. When he had gotten rid of his jeans, he stopped a moment to look into the mirror, arching an eyebrow critically. This trip had been seriously nerve-wrecking so far and why on earth was he still sober after drinking a gallon of beer and some rum?
He simply couldn't stop his mind from racing with thoughts, trying to process everything that had happened in the past two days. It would've been pretty much for a year already, but being lost and found within two days along with the fact that he had been forced to question his own sexuality, had been pretty much. A soft knock on the door startled him out of his contemplations and he took on an annoyed tone, swinging it open. "What the fuck do you... Oh!" He stopped the speech he had always in store for moments like these when he was gazing straight into Die's eyes.
"Hey, Kao." Die smiled somewhat nervous. He shifted on his place, suddenly immensely interested in his shoes as he just stared down on them for a long moment. It took him a lot and inwardly he already was beating himself for being such a coward, but finally he managed to speak up, raising his eyes to meet Kaoru's again. "Well, I wanted to talk to you. About the curse, you know?"
"The curse?" Kaoru hadn't seen that coming and looked pricelessly dumb. And why on earth had he never noticed how cute the redhead was when he was embarrassed, his cheeks and ears flushed and biting his bottom lip. "Well, what is it with the curse?" Would Die now come up with yet another theory or what was the reason for his visit? And why was he sober too? Kaoru had seen him drink quite much as well.
"Uhm, well, you see..." Die mumbled, chewing on his lower lip for a long moment before deciding that he wouldn't lose anything by being honest. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? He looked the other man straight in the eye, completely honest. "I think I'm still cursed."
The words made Kaoru laugh relieved and he grabbed the collar of the redhead's shirt, pulling him close. Just before their lips were about to meet, he whispered. "Me too!"
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OH you SLAYED me right there!
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Glad you liked it, dear^^