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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey or Penicillin, and do not profit from this work.

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Huddled deep in a hooded jacket, Kyo bustled down the sidewalk as fast as the crowd around him would allow. The rain that had started up on Wednesday had continued through to Friday morning, and though the weather meant fewer people were crowding the streets than usual, it was still a tight fit if one was in a hurry. His goal was only a few blocks from his home, but even such a short trip in the downpour left him fairly damp and somewhat irritable. Finally, with a sigh of relief and a shiver as warm air rushed to meet him, he ducked into a quiet café.
Scanning the booths lining the wall of the small building, he spotted a familiar head of glossy black hair and made a face as he went over to it. His own blonde locks were undoubtedly sticking out in a sloppy mess of damp spikes and frizz, and here Kaoru was without so much as a strand out of place. He should have known. Even wearing thick-framed glasses and clearly not having bothered to shave, the older man managed to look perfectly put together.
Kyo threw his jacket into the far corner of the seat and slid in after it, his jeans dragging reluctantly across the vinyl. “Hey.”
Kaoru’s eyes went just a little wide and he had to bite his lip to hold back a grin. “Oh… Hello, Kyo.”
“I don’t have an umbrella, alright!” Kyo sulked, trying to smooth his hair into place. “Geez, is it that bad?”
“Bad? Oh no, not at all, it‘s really quite… ah, actually, I think I won’t say.”
The blonde eyed his friend suspiciously. “You were going to say ‘cute,’ weren’t you?”
Kaoru winked. “Yes. But I remembered being warned once about ever calling you that to your face. You look like a kitten that fell into the bathtub.”
Kyo pulled one side of his mouth up into a decidedly un-cute sneer of disgust.
“I’m sorry I called you out into the rain,” the older man added, bowing his head a bit in apology. “If I had known it would cause you so much trouble, I’d have come to pick you up, or waited for a clearer day.”
“Eh, don’t worry about it. I would have been out in this crap today anyway.”
“Oh, really? Why-”
“Hello!” a high, falsely-cheerful voice cut in.
Their waitress was young and bubbly and Kyo found her cheer somewhat startling so early in the morning on such a dismal day. He was thankful for the interruption, though, realizing too late that he didn’t actually want to tell Kaoru about how he’d been leaving early every morning for a job he no longer had just to fool Hakuei. Just thinking about it turned his stomach; he couldn’t imagine what actually telling someone would be like. By the time they’d given their orders for tea, coffee, and breakfast, Kaoru had already forgotten the comment.
“So, you’re going to be singing again this week?”
“Aa.” Kyo nodded, then frowned. “That’s the hope, anyway. Unless Shinya and Die have been plotting against me again?”
Kaoru smiled. “Not that I know of. Are you happy to go back to it?”
“Always. If I could perform every day, I would.”
“Ah, I’ll admit, I would enjoy that as well.”
“You would come to see me sing every day?”
“Oh yes.”
“You’re not doing a very good job of convincing me you’re not a creepy stalker, you know that?”
Kyo was teasing, of course. He’d already decided that the older man was simply a little bit strange and that there was no malice behind his attentions. Though they’d only spent a couple of days together, everything he had seen of Kaoru spoke of someone that he could easily like and respect. The man was confident, but always polite, and had an easy smile that stripped a lot of the intensity from his features. For the most part, he seemed to share a lot of Die’s casual goofiness and jovial charm-
“Is that so? Should I try harder, then?” Kaoru head tipped down, casting his features in shadow as he smirked and leaned across the table, one hand coming out to trail fingers lightly under Kyo’s chin. “Or should I play the part?”
-until he said something like that.
Kyo bristled a bit, unsure of his friend’s intentions. “You… you know that I have a boyfriend, right?”
Kaoru’s smile became purely friendly again and he laughed a bit. “Of course! I met him once, you’ll recall, and he wasn’t exactly discrete. I have no intention of stealing you from him; I’m just teasing you, Kyo.”
Kyo flushed a bit, embarrassed. “Oh, I… sorry, Kaoru.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry if I’ve made you uncomfortable!”
Once again, their waitress arrived with the most fortuitous timing to cut through another awkward portion of their conversation. Their beverages and meals were delivered with a brilliant smile and an exuberant promise to return shortly to check on them again, before the woman hurried off. Discomfort faded quickly in the presence of hot, good food, and Kyo hummed happily as he broke his hashi apart. Kaoru had informed him earlier, when inviting him out for breakfast, that he would be paying for them, and the blonde was looking forward to decent meal after a week of skimping on food to save money.
For the first few bites, they ate in comfortable silence. After a while, though, Kyo started to notice that Kaoru kept looking up at him with a curious sort of half-frown. The older man looked worried, like he wanted to ask Kyo something but wasn’t entirely sure if it was his business.
After catching a third troubled glance, Kyo frowned and sat up a bit. “What?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Why do you keep looking at me like that?”
Kaoru picked at his food, obviously choosing his words carefully. “Sorry, I was just curious… it looks like the left side of your face is a bit swollen.”
Kyo winced a bit. After the last argument with Hakuei, he hadn’t taken the time to ice his face where his lover had hit him. He could hide the bruises with minimal effort, but no make-up could disguise the subtle swelling of his flesh.
For a moment, he considered telling Kaoru what he’d always been too proud and too afraid to say out loud. Telling him that shortly after they’d moved in together, his lover had begun hitting him when their increasingly frequent arguments got too intense. That he was starting to be afraid to even be in the same room with Hakuei when he knew the older man had been drinking, because the alcohol shortened his temper so drastically. That more and more he found himself on his knees with a dick in his mouth, not because he wanted to be there, but because it was the only way he could stave off more violence. That he wondered sometimes if he hadn’t given Hakuei the wrong impression by sharing his masochistic tendencies with his lover, making the man think he wanted to be treated that way.
Kyo dismissed the idea quickly. He hadn’t known Kaoru long enough to be sharing such personal issues, and he didn’t want his newest friend to judge him. Besides, the fights with Hakuei were always his own damn fault, so he had no right to complain about them. If he could just quit being so argumentative and try harder to be the shy, quiet version of himself that the braided man had fallen for in the first place, there wouldn’t be so much strife in his home. And Hakuei had been so sweet and so loving with him the next day! The older man had come home early from work to make him dinner, and they’d spent hours together relaxing on the couch watching Kyo’s favorite anime, then soaked in the tub for a while, and followed it all with a night of tender, passionate sex.
“It’s nothing; I… wasn’t paying attention and had a bit of an accident in the kitchen the other day.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.”
Kyo felt his stomach twist guiltily. It wasn’t a true falsehood, but it implied something so far from the truth that he couldn’t help but resent it. Another lie by omission, and he hated few things more than he hated liars. Maybe he should have just told his friend the truth? When he’d told Kaoru that he was unemployed, the man had been sympathetic, but he hadn’t pitied him and didn’t seem to judge him any differently for it. But could Kaoru understand something like this? Or would he just jump to conclusions about Hakuei, unable to comprehend the strain that keeping a lover like Kyo could put on a man?
“Hey, do you want to go do something after breakfast? Or are you busy?” Kaoru asked with a smile.
“Umm… yeah, I guess I don’t have to be anywhere until the show tonight. What did you have in mind?”
“I don’t know. Weather’s no good for anything outdoors, so… hey, I read in the paper that there’s a Star Wars exhibit visiting the museum downtown, is that something you’d be interested in?”
Kyo sat bolt upright in his seat, eyes wide with excitement, and Kaoru had his answer.
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