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Venomous
By : LoonyLucifer
Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Pierrot
Views: 1341 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Pierrot. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the band Pierrot.
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[From Kohta's POV for now]
I'm watching glittering city lights go by while leaning against an oversized train window, once again on my way home from a long day of work. Getting by like I am is rough, but it's worth it. It's all worth it when it comes time to head home, home to Oniisan. I'm anxious to see him. He gets off before I do and he's always waiting for me with an extra cup of coffee when I arrive. He's a good big brother. I glance anxiously out the windows on the other side of the bus. I want to see him so badly.
He sometimes asks me if work is terrible enough to make even the company of my big brother seem pleasant. He likes teasing and laughing at me like that. It's fun for him to watch me squirm under the scrutiny, trying to dig up and adequate comeback to hide the fact that what he said, or at least half of it, was true. Work is horrible. But being around him is more than pleasant for me. It's so much more than pleasant that I have to face the guilt of it every day, the fact that I've fantasized about him, that he's my brother, that I can't stop thinking about him no matter what I'm doing. I really never thought I was gay. I really never thought I was perverted enough to feel this way about my own brother, but I really never thought I`d be faced with Kirito. Kirito with the flawless porcelain skin, ebony hair falling around his face in a perfect frame. Kirito who's body could twist andn inn in all sorts of ways and with all the grace of liquid, small in frame yet powerful muscles lying underneath. Kirito who's crystal sharp eyes could cut you down the instant you bared yourself to him, who's severe mouth and harsh words soon followed suit. You never even knew what happened until it was over, and you were left standing in pieces of yourself. I've seen him do it. He's done it to me, mostly when we were younger, for I never seemed to learn back then. Now I know how better to hide what I am from those eyes. But Kirito loves me, I'm his little brother and he'll protect me from anything that goes up against us. I see that in his eyes too, that possessiveness, even though it's only a form of brotherly affection.
We're nearing my stop. I glance up from my stare at the abstract lights and colors flying by, up to the front of the bus. It's been cold out for a while and today was no different. Up above the driver there's a digital screen flashing our destination, the time, and the weather conditions every so often. Eight o'clock in the evening and it's nearly to freezing. A look outside reveals that it's also drizzling quite nicely. Yippee.
I head on wobbly legs to the front, Kirito still firmly locked in my thoughts, awaiting my chance to jump out into the frigid concrete wilderness. The bus pulls to a halt at my stop and I huddle in closer to my coat as the door swings open. Once outside I get the full effect. I had anticipated the chilliness, maybe even the freezing drizzle battering down in my hair and rolling down the back of my neck, but I hadn't quite anticipated the wind. It was almost freezing, but it felt like twenty below. I pulled my hands inside the coat's arms and tried as best I could to cover my face as I headed out, my only wish simply to get home without freezing to death and winding up in tomorrow's newspaper. I had a long walk ahead of me, and all I wanted to do was to go home. Just get home to Kirito and his warm cup of awaiting coffee as quickly as I could.
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