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Relaxing off Camera	By : ToniAndKev Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > NEWS Views: 1080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction! I do not know NewS and I do not profit from these writings.

Chapter List
- 1-The Best Kind of Comfort
- 2-Sexy Osaka Man
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Title: The Best Kind of Comfort
Pairing: YamaPi/Kei-chan
Genre: Comfort
Rating: G-PG-13
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING
Summary: Kei-Chan has a night mare.
Word Count: 1000 minus heading/authors note
A/N: Okay, so this is for my own relaxation and to make my muse shut up. Critique is welcome, but please be nice about it.

“…eh?” Tegoshi laughed, his voice almost echoing in the vehicle for a moment before everyone erupted into laughter.

Keiichiro opened his mouth to retort to the youngest male’s snide comment, a smile on his face as he laughed along with everyone. However, he never had a chance to actually say anything as everyone’s attention was jerked to the right side of the van by a bright light. The impact of another car slamming into them caused Kei’s head to slam against the window and pain flared in his skull.

Blinking against the pain, he found himself in pale light and glanced about warily before sighing softly as recognition finally hit. He was in his hotel room and YamaPi was peacefully sleeping on the other bed. He lifted one arm to touch the back of his head, which was actually sore, and noticed he was shaking slightly. Ignoring it in favor of figuring out what was wrong with his head he felt at the back of his skull, not feeling any dampness from blood or anything he turned his head. His eyes landed on the bedside table and he took a deep breath to sturdy himself before he slowly forced himself to relax and fall asleep again.

Almost as soon as his eyes shut, he was back in the previous dream. He felt a body laying against him and glanced down, feeling sick to his stomach when he realized it was Massu lying against him with blood on his forehead and down the lower side of his face from a rather obvious broken nose. Reaching out, he pressed two fingers to the younger male’s throat to feel for a pulse. Unable to feel one he moved his hand up to float over Massu’s mouth and nose to see if he was breathing. The real panic set in when he didn’t feel any air, not even a ragged breath from the smaller male. Looking up from him he saw that the rest of the band was in similar condition. He could feel the tears welling up but couldn’t look away from his hurt friends.

The feel of something grabbing his shoulder and tugging on it had him snapping his head around, then blinking in the soft light that was filtering through the curtains to the room again. Yamashita had hold of his shoulder and was looking down at him with concern in the dark depths of his eyes.

“Are you alright, Kei-chan?” YamaPi asked gently, lowering to sit on the edge of the bed watching the elder male.

Keiichiro nodded, his tongue darting out to moisten his lips before he attempted to speak. “Just a…uh…bad dream. I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to wake you up, P-Chan.”

“It’s okay,” YamaPi caught Kei’s hand and tugged on it slightly to encourage the older male to scoot closer to him. “What was the dream?”

“Nothing important.” Kei said unsteadily as he shook his head slightly as he tried to lie back against the bed.

He found his way blocked by YamaPi keeping hold of his hand to keep him in a reclined position before he stood up and moved so that he could sit next to Kei. “Don’t lie to me.”

“It was a bad dream, P-Chan, that’s all.” Kei insisted, his voice just barely wavering as he managed to get most the pictures from his head.

“What was it?” The younger male’s smooth tones jerked the images of his band-mates sitting there broken back into his mind causing a sob to fall from him. “Koyamacchi what happened in your dream?”

YamaPi’s voice was quieter than it had been with the first question and he wrapped an arm around the elder male’s shoulders and pulled him close to his body. Kei’s hands fisted against his chest as he sobbed and Pi leaned them back slowly until they laid on the bed, Kei half on top of him as he cried. Keiichiro mumbled through his sobbing, burying his face in YamaPi’s neck. The younger male started gently running a hand up and down Kei-Chan's back slowly in an effort to calm him down as his other arm wrapped around his waist to hold him close.

After a few minutes, Keiichiro still hadn’t calmed down much but his sobs had become silent. YamaPi kept his arm around the smaller male’s hips but used his other hand to cup Keiichiro’s cheek mindless of the wetness there. He slowly tilted the older man’s head up. Angling his own head, he took Kei-Chan’s lips in a kiss. Their kiss was chaste and gently, just an affirmation that everything was fine. YamaPi started raining soft kisses over Keiichiro’s face, his lips slowly erasing the tears.

When Keiichiro’s sobs slowed, Pi pressed another quick kiss to the older male’s lips. “What was the dream about, Koyamacchi?”

Taking a ragged breath, Kei-chan pressed as close to the band leader as he possibly could. “We were driving…somewhere…and we…we were t-boned.” He shook as images from his nightmare flitted through his mind. “Massu…he was…” Koyama paused for a moment to take another breath before he continued. “Dead. And the rest of you didn’t seem to be in any better condition. I didn’t have a chance to check but…”

YamaPi kissed him once again to hush him before calmly responding. “Everything is okay, Koyamacchi. We need to be up in about four hours, do you want to get up now or sleep a bit longer?” He paused for a moment, but when Kei-chan opened his mouth to respond he continued. “Either way I’m not moving.”

Smiling slightly Keiichiro laid his head on Pi-chan’s chest. “I was planning on trying to sleep a little longer.”

Yamashita nodded and held the older male close as he allowed himself to slip into sleep. Keiichiro followed suit with a soft smile on his face. Oddly enough with the other holding him close, he didn’t have any more nightmares that startled him enough to wake him or to even be remembered.
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