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Kinyoubi no Koibito

Part ten

by Matrim

comments: AWAY! Take it away now before I kill myself! ARGH! And no, part ten is not the last part. Sorry to disappoint ya ^^; And fuck it, I will NEVER ever write a lemon again *DIES* Ano...this part was originally longer but to save myself the headache I split it up. I (and a few of my prereaders) thought that these two needed a part to themselves.

song: Sacred

aojiroku kimi wo tsuki ga utsushiteita
itsu made mattemo ugoki wa shinakatta
yagate nemuke ni osowareru
dore dake no itami wo kimi ni
kanjisasetarou
yurushi wo kou ni wa tsumi ga omosugite
kaeru basho sae nai boku wa
doko e mukaeba ii?

Darkness surrounded them from all sides, but it didn't matter.
They could go on by touch and taste as well scent and hearing. They didn't need their sight. Kiss after kiss followed the other, before they blended together no no one could tell exactly where it all began and ended. His lips felt bruised and swollen but he didn't care. It was slightly senstive and painful but it felt good in a strange sort of way.
There was a slight moan.
Then a growl permeated the air.
Arms wrapped around him possessively before slamming him against the wall of the building. He wasn't hurt yet he was mildly surprised at the move as well as surprised to find that his legs were wrapped around the other man's waist. The kiss ended, giving Kazuki time to breath and letting him rest his head against the wall. He shivered and moaned when soft lips drifted down from his lips to his throat, nibbling slightly on the sensitive flesh there.
A flush crept across his cheeks before spreading to the rest of his body. He was sure that the other man could feel it and he didn't know whether that was a good or bad thing, only that one of Ki-sama's hands were up his shirt and steadily brushing over a nipple, spreading goosebumps across his his chest and down his arms. He gasped, eyes resting on the moon. "K-Ki-sama....." He swallowed hard, back arching forward as sharp nails trailed gently down his back, hinting mildly at violence if he displeased the other man. Kazuki whimpered and trembled when teeth scraped across his collarbone.
He was gasping now--breathing as if he had just run a marathon. It didn't make sense. It was only just a bit of kissing and biting and...oh, gods. Kazuki moaned as Ki-sama's hips moved against his own, mimicking a certain type of action that would most likely be repeated in the near future. Friction, Kazuki decided as he moved with the other man, Friction was definitely a good thing.
He was hot.
He wanted to get rid of his shirt but he was in an alley and what if he could never find his shirt again? He gulped as the nails paused on the small of his back and scratched slowly and almost painfully. He moaned again as a kiss was pressed to his lips briefly and Ki-sama set him on his feet rather awkwardly. He shivered every now and again, looking up at Ki-sama questioningly but the other man only brushed his nails over the small of Kazuki's back over and over again.
Kazuki sank against Ki-sama's side, eyes slightly puffy from having crying so much earlier, but now it was better. Or if it wasn't better, Ki-sama would make it so. They stepped out of the alley quietly, making their way down the sidewalk before the older man hailed a taxi. His nails scraped across Kazuki's back once again as he leaned over to whisper in Kazuki's ear. "Get into the cab, darling. We'll be safer there than in the alley." His lips brushed gently against Kazuki's ear.
He did as Ki-sama asked, blushing and smiling to himself like a giddy fangirl. He called him darling! He had never called Kazuki that in the entire time they had been together until now! The door closed behind Ki-sama as he slid in and Kazuki felt arms wind around his waist, drawing him near to sit on his lap. He rested his head against Ki-sama's shoulder and dozed.

~*~

Kazuki woke as the cab lurched to a stop and the door opened for them. He blinked a few times and stumbled out of the cab as Ki-sama nudged him off of his lap. Kazuki frowned a bit, shooting the other man a surreptitious glare and looked to see where they were.
Oh.
The hotel.
Surprise, surprise.
Ki-sama walked past him and into the hotel, not even bothering to see if Kazuki was following or not. Kazuki bit his lip, wincing slightly as it hurt much more than usual. He pressed a hand to his lips gently, then glanced to it and was surprised when he didn't see blood. He looked up and blinked as Ki-sama was farther than the last time he saw him. He swore inwardly before he hurried into the hotel, doing his best not run after him. Kazuki finally met up with Ki-sama at the elevators but the other man made no notice of his presence.
His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed. Oh, so that was how it went, was it? He took a few steps back from Ki-sama, carefully keeping his eyes away from him. The elevator bell sounded as it reached the lobby and the doors opened silently. They both got on and Ki-sama pressed the button for the tenth floor. Kazuki frowned a bit at that, before snorting to himself. So that's why it was so easy for Ki-sama to keep track of him. He reached out and pressed the button for the fifth floor, folding his arms across his chest as if to warm himself. The elevator doors closed and they rode on in silence.
It was a strange pair of passengers they made.
Ki-sama stood on one side of the elevator--a dominant commanding and sexy figure in vinyl and lace. Kazuki on the other side of the elevator in loose white pants and a Raphael tshirt with a picture of a chibi him on it. They didn't look at each other, not even through the mirrors to see what the other was thinking.
The elevator stopped on floor five and Kazuki was about to leave Ki-sama, but the doors closed in his face before he could. "N-nani?" His voice squeaked out, confused and he made the mistake of looking to Ki-sama who ignored. G. Great. Now he had to go all the way up to the tenth floor before he could go back to the fifth floor. The elevator ascended in a tense silence and the bell rang as it hit the tenth floor. The doors opened and Ki-sama got out but Kazuki stayed in. He reached over to hit the button for the fifth floor (which would also close the doors) but before he could, Ki-sama stalked back in, threw Kazuki over his shoulder and stalked down the hall.
Kazuki squirmed, kicking and flailing in anger and hurt. "Yameru! Ki-sama!!!!"
He froze as soon as he felt a hand moving up under his shirt and nails dug slightly into the soft delicate skin there. When Ki-sama seemed sure that Kazuki would behave, the hand disappeared and only a strong arm held him perched on Ki-sama's shoulder. The young man pouted as he had never in his life been treated like a shabby sack of potatoes. Ki-sama unlocked his hotel room door and carried Kazuki inside then closed and locked the door behind him.
It was dimly lit.
Kazuki was dropped more or less onto the couch, bouncing a few times until he fell onto his rump on the floor. The guitarist groaned and rubbed his bottom before looking around the place. It was bigger than his own room, of course and had two couches. There was a television in this room and a table in the corner next to a small kitchen. The table was littered with loose change, cigarettes and matches. Kazuki frowned, always disliking the way that Ki-sama felt a need to smoke. The other man moved out of the room and into the bathroom, leaving Kazuki alone to himself.
Kazuki sighed then picked himself up with a grunt, occasionally rubbing his butt as he moved from the outer room through another door. It was as dimly lit as the first room, but bigger. The first thing that met Kazuki's eyes was the huge bed in front of him. The bed had been turned down, four pillows fluffed and waiting to lull someone to sleep. Kazuki padded past the bed quietly, running a hand across the soft sheets as he continued to look around the room.
Ki-sama must have more money than he let on. He tried not to nibble on his lips, remembering how much it hurt the last time he bit on them and opened the cabinet in front of the bed. He blinked at the huge tv before he shut it and looked to the window. He could see the entire city from here, making it look like a strange parody of the night sky. Kazuki smiled wistfully before he turned away and climbed onto the bed. It was soft. Very soft. Spoiled Ki-sama. He practically buys out a flower shop for me and can afford a room like this.
He ran a hand through his blonde hair and slightly scowled.
And then he ignores me. Then he molests me. And ignores me again. Then throws me over his shoulder like I'm a sack of potatoes and won't let me go back to my own room with my dignity! Where is he anyway?
Kazuki began to twist the sheets under him furiously, unaware of the cute pout forming on his lips. I hate him. I hate how he can do this to me. I hate how I get all giddy when he touches me. I hate when he kisses me and makes me melt. I hate I hate I hate I hate him. He sighed and let go of the sheet, then flopped down against the bed, thoroughly confused and hopelessly in love. "Why do you do this to me? What God did I piss off my last life? Did I kick the kitten that was supposed to be the Emperor of Japan in this life? Ki-sama...." He sighed.
"Kazuki-kun?" A husky whispery voice reached his ear and Kazuki sat up in surprise, quickly trying to pretend that he wasn't talking to himself and he wasn't just sprawled out across Ki-sama's bed like he owned it. He blushed then looked up at the older man, only to have his jaw drop in shock.
Ki-sama made his way into the room, wearing only his vinyl shorts and boots. He still wore his make up and the lace shirt had been discarded, revealing a lean muscled body with creamy white skin. His hair had been let down yet brushed away from his face and for the first time, Kazuki was able to see both of Ki-sama's eyes. He was known to be blind in the left but by looking at him, Kazuki couldn't tell at all. The only reason most people had an idea that there was something wrong with his left eye was because the older man tended to hide it with his hair or his hands when he posed in photographs. Kazuki swallowed hard, trying not to tremble as his eyes traveled all the way up from those boots, to those thighs, up over the bare skin and face of the older man.
If he notices this, Ki-sama gave no sign and sat on the bed. He reached out for Kazuki, hands cupping his face gently and kissed his lips as if he were made out of fine porcelain. "Kazuki-kun."
"Nn?" Kazuki looked up at Ki-sama in a daze, almost in disef aef at what was happening.
"I know you're young. And that I shouldn't be doing this to you." Ki-sama whispered then brushed a slow heated kiss across Kazuki's lips. His hand slid from Kazuki's cheek to his hair, grasping it tightly but not enough to hurt Kazuki. He licked Kazuki's lips, continuing to whisper against them. "But you're getting older and people are starting to notice. I can't have them get too close to you, Kazuki. You're mine. Understand?"
"B-but...."
Ki-sama's grip on his hair tightened slightly, making Kazuki whimper. His eyebrow arched, long nails trailing down from Kazuki's cheek, down his neck and over his shirt. It paused before diving under his shirt and grasping the young man's nipple ring. "Are you arguing with me, Kazuki-kun?"
Kazuki whimpered, shaking his head very carefully so as not to accidentally provoke Ki-sama into doing something very painful.
"Good..." came the whispered reply. He let Kazuki go, pushing him back against the bed as he did so. He moved over Kazuki, catching his lips in another kiss and his long hair created a curtain that shut out the rest of the world. Kazuki arched into the kiss, lips meeting the other man's easily albeit a tiny bit painfully. He shivered as the other man's hands trailed down his sides. Ki-sama's lips moved from his lips and traveled down his throat, nibbling on the sensitive flesh there. "Kazuki-kun.....too pretty for his own good."
Kazuki moaned.
"I'm sorry....but I don't think I can keep my hands off of you tonight. I do hope you'll forgive me." Kazuki gave a weak smile, too scared to even really form a thought on what that meant then gasped when Ki-sama's nails began to stroke slowly almost paily aly across his stomach. He writhed against the bed, breath cut short when Ki-sama kissed him again. It was longer this time and much more erotic than Kazuki ever experienced from him before. Ki-sama's tongue dipped into Kazuki's mouth, teasingly, tickling him with his own piercings before he stroked Kazuki's tongue with his own. He played with the tongue piercing there and Kazuki squeaked when he felt Ki-sama's hand start to drift south on him.
A hand slowly disappeared down his pants and began to stroke the inside of his thigh, conveniently avoiding the one place that needed it the most. Yet, somehow, this didn't make sense. This didn't seem like the Ki-sama he knew and although his body was cursing him for even daring to think in a time like this, his mind was louder. Ki-sama didn't touch him--hell, the man didn't even kiss him!
But what was he doing now?
It remarkably resembled a kiss and much much more.
"Y-yameru...yame--" Kazuki groaned out as soon as Ki-sama pulled away for breath. He placed his hands on Ki-sama's shoulders and tried to push him away. He saw a smirk on that beautiful face and he shook his head. "Yameru! Wait wait....Ki-sama...." His words broke off into a moan as Ki-sama's hand wrapped around his erection and adept fingers began to stroked his head. His head tossed against the sheets, shaking desperately. "Ki-sama! Ki-sama! YAMETE!!!!!!"
Ki-sama let go of him and removed his hand from Kazuki's pants. Everything stopped as Kazuki curled onto his side sobbing.
"G-gomen...Ki-sama....I..." He didn't mean to pull away. He didn't mean to be scared. He just didn't understand what was going on. He didn't understand why Ki-sama was paying more attention to him tonight than all the years they had known each other. He could understand that the man was possessive but jealousy alone wasn't enough to get Ki-sama to act like this before. Maybe this was the reason he hadn't done anything? Maybe he had kept his distance because he knew Kazuki would act like this? No wonder he kept Dai around. At least, Dai didn't freak out when Ki-sama touched him. Well, at least he didn't think so. Kazuki covered his face with his hands, ready to die from embarassment. At this rate, he might as well have become a priest.
There was a sigh and Kazuki felt Ki-sama settle next to him and slightly on him. "Sssh, Kazuki-kun...." Fingers stroked his hair gently and a kiss was bestowed on his temple. "Shimpai shinaide......I love you..."
Kazuki sobbed at those words and shook his head. "I'm sorr.&qu."
"It's not your fault...."
"I-If I only knew...what...If I only was Dai...."
There was another kiss given to Kazuki's temple. "I don't love Dai, Kazuki-kun...I love you. And I don't want Dai right now, I want you." As if to emphasize this an arm wrapped around his waist.
This was definitely surreal. Ki-sama didn't say he loved him, but he had done so more than three times in this night. "But, Ki-sama..." Kazuki shifted to get a glimpse of the other man's expression. "You and Dai--"
"Dai wasn't worth my time and patience, Kazuki-kun." The reply was slightly impatient yet it held a different tone that Kazuki usually didn't hear from the other man. There was a certain type of tenderness there and Kazuki reached up to cup Ki-sama's cheek shyly. "He couldn't make me laugh like you did, or smile every time I thought of him. Don't get me wrong. He's a good friend and makes me happy occasionally, but he doesn't make me happy every time I think of him." Ki-sama's voice dropped to a whisper. "You do."
Kazuki bit his bottom lip, not noticing the slight ache that occured there when he did so and tried not to tear up. "Ki-sama..."
"Kazuki-kun, I love you very much. I just showed it differently than most people would." He brushed a kiss against Kazuki's temple, shushing him as Kazuki sobbed again. "You were so young and innocent and pure. I didn't want to destroy that for you. I wanted to preserve that as much as I could for you--I wanted to keep you away from any unnecessary hurt." He caressed Kazuki's face gently and pressed another kiss to his cheek. "I never touched you or kissed you--not because I didn't love you--but because I held you in such high regard."
Kazuki turned away from Ki-sama and closed his eyes, covering them with his hands. He didn't want to think. He didn't want to see. He just wanted to go to bed. He wanted to believe what he was hearing but yet......
Ki-sama rested his head against Kazuki gently and continued on in a gentle hushed tone. "But Kazuki-kun, please don't me wme wrong. I'm not doing this because I love you any less than I ever did. And I'm not doing this just because of my jealousy. I've been jealous many many times before." He tilted Kazuki's face to his to glance into his eyes. "I love you more than I ever have. I'm sorry if I scared you. If you like, I'll escort you back to your room."
"N-no. If it's okay with you...I'd rather stay here," Kazuki murmured. He sniffled a bit more, wiping tears from his eyes. "I--T--this is so embarassing..." He covered his face with his hands as new tears rose in his eyes and spilled over his cheeks. "I-It won't stop, Ki-sama..." He sobbed again as the other man hugged him close. "I just...you love me?" He squeaked out.
Ki-sama chuckled, "Always."
Kazuki turned and hugged him, pressing a kiss to his lips. His eyes fluttered closed when Ki-sama's hand brushed his cheek. I love you, Ki-sama. Oh, gods, you don't know how much I love you but I do... He was lost in the moment, not realizing that his body instinctively turned onto his back, arms circling Ki-sama's neck. A hand ran gently down his side and paused on his hip as the kiss ended slowly. Kazuki lay under Ki-sama for a few moments with his eyes closed, savoring the aftereffects of the kiss and the taste of the other man on his lips. He smiled, before looking shyly at the other man. "Th-that was...very...very...nice." He blushed at the lame compliment and at the smirk on Ki-sama's face.
"I'm glad you think so..." He nuzzled Kazuki briefly, "So...you actually trust me enough to stay here?"
The young guitarist nodded, strangely aware of the way their bodies somehow fit together easily.
"I should be nominated for sainthood," Ki-sama chuckled, his amused eyes wandering down Kazuki's form.
Kazuki blushed and his heart began to pound. Nervousness--it was only natural right?
Right. Especially for what he was about to do...
It's now or never...Oh, gods, help me...
He took a deep breath and reached for Ki-sama's on on his hip. He did his best not to tremble and act like a fool as he requested in a rather clear and steady voice (which surprised him), "I don't want you to be a saint, Ki-sama."
The other man's eyes narrowed--not in malice, but more in surprise than in thought. "Kazuki-kun--"
"Please?"
"Are you absolutely sure? If I were you, I'd very afraid at this point." He replied, solemnly.
Kazuki ignored the way his heart wanted to leap into this throat and managed to smirk at him. "But you're not me, Ki-sama. I'm not afraid. I trust you. It's been a long three years, ne?"
"That's exactly my point," Ki-sama returned in a dead pan tone.
He knew it was evil.
He knew he shouldn't do it and that it was wrong to provoke Ki-sama in any situation but...
...he couldn't help it.
Kazuki sat up slightly, bringing his lips to Ki-sama's ear to whisper. "Well then, you'd better hurry. Or all three years are going down the drain and Totchi might be the one to show me the way."
A growl permeated the air, warring with the idea of the gentle Ki-sama that Kazuki had just grown used to. "That bitch would like that, wouldn't he?" came the dangerous whisper. Kazuki gulped. Okay, so maybe mentioning Totchi's name had been a very bad idea. Sharp dark eyes met Kazuki's and the young man gasped in surprise and a bit in pain when he was pulled flush against Ki-sama's lean body. He could feel every breath the other man took, finding it strange when he realized they were breathing in time with each other. He trembled slightly at that, wondering how on earth Ki-sama could be so angry yet stay so calm.
Sharp nails grasped Kazuki's chin tenderly, interrupting most forms of coherent thought in Kazuki's mind. "You trust me...yes, Kazuki-kun?"
"H-hai, Ki-sama," Kazuki managed out, trying hard to quickly balance the different facets of Ki-sama's personality in his mind. "You don't sound very sure of yourself."
Kazuki's eyes closed as he took a deep breath to steady himself then nodded gravely. "Yes, Ki-sama. I trust you."
"Good..." The last word was almost hissed out.
The nails disappeared from his chin before Kazuki's lips were caught in another kiss. He could feel them travel down his side again, trembling as he could feel the hint ioleiolence in them. The hand paused before disappearing under his shirt. His head fell back inadvertedly ending the kiss. He didn't expect Ki-sama to release him rather gently, dropping him onto the bed. Kazuki squirmed and shivered, when that very same long nailed hand grasped his nipple ring and tugged slightly. It was an almost instant reaction.
Touch the nipple ring and everything turned cold before it was replaced with a wave of heat that centered on one specific point of his body. It was hard to keep calm after it happened and as a result, he had tried not to touch it unnecessarily. He never had anyone else touch it though and not for the first time, he wished he had both nipples pierced.
But this time it was for an entirely different reason.
Ki-sama chuckled, as if he could sense it and if not, Kazuki was pretty sure he could see it. The young guitarist od hid his eyes long enough to see Ki-sama lick his lips predatorially and straddled him aggressively, yanking Kazuki's shirt off and surprising him when he bent down and caught the metal between his teeth and tugged. "Ki-sama!" he gasped out and nails pressed into his side, warningly.
"Easy now, Kazuki-kun..." he murmured into the young man's skin, "I'll make sure the next time you scream my name, it'll truly be something to scream about."
Kazuki whimpered, writhing against him as a tongue flicked roughly against the metal and teeth scraped across the tender flesh under it. Goosebumps raised on his skin before smoothing out only to appear once again. Ki-sama paused and sat up, rocking against Kazuki seemingly unaware of the occasional gasps that were wrung out of the younger man. He ran a hand down his body slowly before they drifted down his thighs. They grasped the edge of Kazuki's pants and in one smooth move that looked like it required no practice, Ki-sama ripped both pants and underwear off of Kazuki in two seconds flat.
Kazuki stared up at the other man in shock, quite stunned and not yet ready to accept the fact that he was stark naked under the one man he loved and needed the most.
Ki-sama's eyes wandered down his form once again, before his eyes met Kazuki's and held them for a very long time. Kazuki met his gaze, refusing to look away in embarrassment or shyness. He loved this man even though Ki-sama sometimes scared him. He also swore that he trusted him. Ki-sama was older than him and knew what to do. He wouldn't make Kazuki do anything that was too wierd or make him hurt too much. And he said he loved him.
But the look in the other man's eyes was almost too much. He didn't know whether to cry and hide or spread his legs and beg.
Then Ki-sama smiled dangerously, reminding Kazuki of knife flash in the moonlight.
His skin felt hot, tight, and aware of everything around it. Kazuki managed to swallow, hugging his body and trying to sooth himself before a growl interrupted his thoughts. Strong hands gripped his wrists and pinned them next to his head. "I did not give you permission to touch yourself, Kajurin."
Kazuki blinked up at him in shock. "B-but, Ki-"
"Are you going to argue with me again? You are not exactly in the position to do so. And I don't want to punish you . . .yet."
What does he mean yet? And how did he know my nickname? Only people close to the band know that nickname! He writhed against Ki-sama unashamedly, begging for something--anything--just that Ki-sama would stop torturing him like this and that he was sorry for being a brat but he was new to this and didn't know what was going on. "G-gomen, Ki-sama, please...."
"Please what?"
"Please me?" Kazuki whimpered out, lamely.
He laughed again, stretching out languidly across Kazuki's body and pressing a chaste yet somehow seductive kiss to his lips. "Of course....and later, you shall do the same for me..." he whispered with a slight growl. Kazuki's eyes closed as lips caressed his collarbone and hissed when teeth scraped over the skin there. Kazuki shivered, whimpering again when Ki-sama pulled away. He expected Ki-sama to leave him there to tease him until he felt Ki-sama lick him from navel to throat.
"K-Ki-"
"Sshhh...." The older man hushed, nipping lightly at near Kazuki's navel. He slithered his way sinfully down Kazuki's body and licked his lips. His eyes caught Kazuki's as if willing him to remember this very moment. His hands caressed the young man's thighs gently, soothingly before he bent and nuzzled him between the legs. Kazuki's eyes nearly popped out of his head as a moist tongue stroked the tip of his erection.
"K-Ki--" He couldn't even finish the other man's name because Ki-sama took the tip into his mouth and began sucking on it lightly. He arched into the other man's touch, gasping and whimpered when Ki-sama's nails dug into his side to try to keep him still. It wasn't going to work. Kazuki had never felt these type of sensations before and found it out that this was what he had been craving to feel the emptiness within whenever he thought of Ki-sama. The older man gave a slight moan as his tongue flicked rapidly across the slit, lapping up the precum thirstily. Kazuki shuddered, hands clutching the sheet under him and began to cry out the other man's name like it was a prayer. He bit his lip, ignoring the pain it caused in order to keep quiet but he knew it wasn't going to work. Nothing he had done all night was working as he expected it would.
He gasped, eyes fluttering open and he happened to glance down. He experienced a strange surreal moment when he saw the crown of soft red hair between his thighs, a slight moan emanating from him. Ki-sama gave the cockhead one last long swipe of his tongue before he growled and took all of Kazuki into his mouth. Kazuki choked, before a groan worked it's way out of his throat and his body took over, giving his mind a swift kick in the ass. He began to throat into that warm wet cavern, feeling sweat begin to trickle down his back. Too...too good. They always said--but he never believed...and now....
He had Ki-sama's head between his thighs.
Kazuki tossed his head back, damp blonde locks stuck to his forehead and gasped just as it hit him.
He had--of all people--Ki-sama's head between his thighs!
He couldn't stop his body now, couldn't stop Ki-sama from sucking and swirling his tongue over and around his cock, couldn't stop anything anymore -- this was too serious. Only two people--only them. It was everything at the moment and he knew that after this, nothing would be the same anymo It It would get easier, but it was also get more difficult.
Ki-sama's hands pressed into his hips painfully, trying to keep him in place so he could continue. He knew there would be bruises there but his body didn't care. In fact, it welcome it. Somehow it persuaded Kazuki's mind over to its side, so much so that he found himself whimpering out unashamedly. "Please, Ki-sama, show me...teach me...make me yours, onegai?"
There was no answer, only the gentle pressing of nails against Kazuki's stomach and the slight hiss as they were dragged down the tender white flesh. One last thrust and a cry that echoed against the walls was heard as Kazuki came--a blended release of lust and emotions. He went boneless as he fell back against the bed, eyes fluttering closed as he sighed in content. Ki-sama's hands left his body slowly as if he was aware of the state Kazuki's body was still in. "Kazuki-kun......"
"Mm...?" After a long moment, Kazuki managed to open his eyes and smiled.
Ki-sama leaned over, body nearly touching Kazuki's as he whispered into the younger man's ear. "Be a good boy, love and do me a favor."
"H-hai, Ki-sama?"
"Lie on your stomach for me--there, that's a good boy..." Ki-sama murmured approvingly as Kazuki did as he said in a rather pleasant daze, not quite understanding what the other man was up to yet. A hand stroked his back appreciatively before kisses ran up his spine. The hand disappeared to hold Kazuki's stomach and pushed him up sli slightly. "On you knees, love....."
He did as he was told, doing little to resist. So preoccupied was he with Ki-sama's kisses and caresses that he didn't notice the way he was being positioned. Ki-sama's hand ran up and down his back soothingly before he felt another wave of kisses being pressed against his spine. He could feel Ki-sama's tongue leaving a moist trail that slowly began to descend down his lower back, going l st still....
Kazuki gave a squeak almost jerking in surprise and about to scramble away from the other man but Ki-sama knew more than he ever did and knew exactly how to keep him in place. The older man reached between Kazuki's legs to caress his soft length, carefully touching him in the exact right spot to make it stir and harden. Kazuki moaned, thrusting slightly into the Ki-sama's hand. "Sssh...be good, Kazuki-kun...stay still for me..uot;uot; The sheets under them were pulled tight against the bed as most of it was clenched in Kazuki's hands. Despite Ki-sama's gently teasing hand on his cock, he could feel Ki-sama's tongue slipping between his cheeks, sliding and seeking until it found the tight ring of muscles there before pressing in. Kazuki's body trembled, barely able to continue staying in that same position Ki-sama had placed him in but he didn't want the older man angry with him and he wanted to please him so badly and be pleased in turn. He gave a quiet gasp when he felt Ki-sama's tongue push deep within then circled and twirled within him. Kazuki's eyes were closed but he didn't notice that they were. Occasionally, he could hear t cot comforting noises coming from the other man which calmed him down more than he thought it would.
He heard quiet moans and occasional whimpers as his hands clenched and unclenched on the bed sheets before he realized that it was he himself making those noises. The tongue withdrew from him before he felt the bed shift. Soft hair fell over his back, raising another batch of goosebumps over his skin despite the fact that Kazuki wasn't cold at all. Lips brushed against his ear and he heard a murmur. "This may hurt, love....but if you relax, it won't be so bad, okay?"
Kazuki nodded, managing to swallow dazedly. "Daijyoubu....ne....don't stop....."
There was a kiss given to the nape of Kazuki's neck just as sharp nailed hands grasped his hips gently. Kazuki swallowed again, trying to relax and trying not to think too much about what was going to happen. He wasn't a child and he wasn't an innocent. He knew what things went where in most sexual situations--he was filled in by Yasu and Yuki, who happened to be extremely well versed perverts. Yet, he didn't exactly like the way they described it bes hes he always thought that sex was a beautiful thing.
And is it? His mind asked him.
Kazuki opened his eyes, briefly before they fluttered shut once he felt something nudging delicately at his opening. I don't know yet, he answered truthfully and would've thought more on it until all thought processes shut down as soon as Ki-sama began to enter him slowly. Kazuki's back arched like a cat at the slow penetration and tried not to scream.
Fire. If anyone asked him, he would say that it felt like a fire but that would only begin to explain it. Scalding, impossibly thick and hard as steel. Painful yet fulfilling at the same time--gods! He didn't know how to explain anymore and didn't think he ever would. He was shaking now, his body beginning to acquire a thin sheen of sweat but it didn't seem as if there was any end yet. Ki-sama was still pushing in slowly and Kazuki's eyes were beginning to water. What if he lost control? A small part of Kazuki's mind that was somehow apart from the chaos that lust had caught the rest of him up in began to wonder. The idea of the older man growling exactly as he had earlier that night and taking him roughly and possessively swirled through his brain and Kazuki's cheeks flamed a deep red, his cock swelling and hardening even more.
Suddenly there was a gasp in his ear, "Kaju..da..daijyoubu?"
"Ah...." It took him a moment to realize that he was no longer propped up on his hands but flat on his chest and arms sprawled out over the bed, hands clenched in sheets although he still was on his knees. "Ah...."
"Can you feel me?"
Kazuki nodded as he rose to his hands again, shakily. He couldn't feel anything else really.
There was a low growl before the older man nipped at his ear. Arms wrapped around Kazuki's middle, one long nailed hand drifting down to wrap around Kazuki's erection again. "Does it feel good, love?" He drew Kazuki up fully on his kne pul pulling him flush against his chest and squeezed Kazuki's erection. The guitarist shuddered and moaned, resting his head against Ki-sama's shoulder. "Do you know how many nights I've imagined you like this? Under me? Moaning out my name like it's the last thing you'll ever say in this entire world? No, not the usual name you call me, Kajurin. My real name," His breath hissed across Kazuki's hearing, "I've never heard my name said like that before. Ever. And I want you to say it. Only you."
"Ki-sama..."
"I want it screamed out. I want it moaned, begged and whimpered out. I want you to remember this forever, Kazuki." Kazuki gave a beseeching moan, his body trembling uncontrollably as the older man pulled out a little to give a sharp shove back in which made him nearly fall over gasping. Kisaki didn't bother to steady him, only ran long sharp nails down his back, summoning more goosebumps to the surface. "Remember exactly who owns you--the only person you can imagine fucking you like this." Kazuki shivered again and he blushed all the more harder. By all rights, he should've been offended by the way Kisaka was talking to him. He wasn't. He was only mildly embarassed and extremely aroused, made obvious by the hard weeping member in Ki-sama's hands. "I'll make it so that you can't cum without thinking about me....tell me, Kajurin. What did you dream about at night that you couldn't tell anyone for fear of them thinking you were insane and evil? Did you imagine yourself like this? My cock filling you like this--driving into you over and over again so that you could barely stay in the same position? Did you imagine impaling yourself on me, trying to take me by surprise and demanding that I fuck you senseless? Do you really want this, Kajurin? Tell me..." His teeth grasped one of the larger piercings of Kazuki's ears and tugged on it dangerously.
Kazuki couldn't stop shaking as his mind was still trying to grasp that this wasn't a dream. After all, his dream lover didn't do this. In fact, his dream lover forgot about all the talking and just screwed him senseless. Although, he did have to admit that this way was much sexier than his dreams could ever have been. "I....I...I want this, Ki-sama."
"Exactly how, bishonen?"
"You...I want you...I want you to...move, Ki-sama, just please move!" Kazuki whimpered, trying not to cry but he was failing. Tears began to prick at his eyes in his frustration. "I need..." He wiggled back against the older man with a moan, hissing when something felt too damod tod to be actually described. He tried not to grin a bit when he heard a gasping groan emerge from the other man. "I want you...I want all of you. I want you to...to...take me and--and--and pound into me like--like--you've always wanted to do, damn the people around us, damn the circumstances and your control!" He was babbling now, but he didn't give a damn. He wanted to feel like he did two seconds before "Ki-sama! Onegai...ikasete....sugu ikasete!"
He remembered being semi propped one second until he felt Ki-sama withdrawing from him and shoving back into him, making him topple forward into the soft sheets again. Nails trailed down his back again, before resting on his hip to steady him while the other massaged Kazuki's erection. "How explicit of you....this may hurt..."
"I don't care," Kazuki whispered out and let out a moan when the other man began to move slow and steady within him. A wail escaped him when that spot deep within him was hit over and over again and all thoughts of whether this was right or wrong or whether he was doing okay flew out of his head. There was a chuckle just as Ki-sama adjusted his position and began to speed up within him, his thrusts short and fast, each of them designed to continuously hit that spot. Kazuki moaned, thrusting back against Ki-sama to keep time and nearly died when the older man began to stroke his arousal in time with his thrusts. "No....no...Ki-sama...."
"N-nani?" came a growl and Kazuki moaned again.
"Harder....harder...." He managed to gasp out and soon he began to understand why there wasn't much talking during sex. One couldn't really speak during it and the only communications needed were a few words and moans and grunts, screw it, he didn't even know what he was thinking, much less really what he was saying. Ki-sama himself was saying things that made Kazuki blush since they all seemed to be colorful swear words but since he seemed to be hissing with pleasure every now and again, Kazuki couldn't find himself to be angry at the other man.
The older man did as he asked, slamming into his body over and over into Kazuki's. Time slowed, time stopped, time sped up--for some reason, it felt like time did everything while he was this man. He was only aware of Kisaki sinking deeper in him and rockinsterster and faster. His body was tightening, sweat blossoming on his skin. The brink of release was close and just out of his reach and he was almost afraid of what it would feel like to experience it and go tumbling down into oblivion. However, this was no time for fear or doubts. Kisaki would take care of him and wouldn't let him be afraid at a time like this. Kazuki gasped as Kisaki bit him on the sensitive junction between his neck and shoulder. The older man sucked on the wound, licking it and continued nibbling as he rocked into Kazuki, faster and faster. His lips drifted from Kazuki's neck to his ear and nipped at the many piercings there and a whisper filled Kazuki's world. "Come for me, Kajurin-hime. I can't hold out any longer...nngh...gods, you feel so good..." Kisaki gasped and gripped his hips, pulling him hard against him and continued pounding into him, slamming over and over into him until it seemed that neither he nor Kazuki could take it anymore.
"Kisaki-sama!" Kazuki threw back his head, his back arching with that scream emerging from his throat just as low gutteral cry seemed to be ripped from Kisaki's.
Three years had been worth it.
Kazuki sank back against Kisaki, turning his head to nuzzle his throat.
I love you, Kisaki-sama, even if I'm still too afraid to say it aloud.
I love you.

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hitomi tojita mama de ii kara
sono mama hanarezu ni ite hoshii
miushinatta futari dake no seichi wo
mata tsukuridashite miseru kara

"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes."
"Do you need anything?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"No. J-just...."
Strong wiry arms pulled him tighter against the other man's chest and Kazuki couldn't help but snuggle in. Being with Kisaki, now, made him feel warm and safe. After they were done, Kisaki had cleaned him up and cuddled him gently, a welcome contrast to the way they had been touching each other earlier. Kisaki had bundled him up in the clean sheet and held him, occasionally stroking Kazuki's hair and playing with a piercing. "Just what, Kajurin?"
"The only thing I need right now," Kazuki said, bravely. "Is you." Kazuki rested his head against Kisaki's shoulder. His eyes were half closed but from here, he could watch Kisaki breathe. To most people, it wasn't very spectacular but to Kazuki, it meant almost everything. It meant that this was real because every now and again, Kisaki would turn his head slightly and his breath would tickle Kazuki's skin. "You have something to say to me." Kisaki said, slowly and continued stroking Kazuki's hair gently. It was gentle command, almost as if personalities had somehow merged and exchanged through touch and even now, they were afraid to let the other out of sight for too long. It seemed as if either one of them would die if they couldn't touch each other, even just slightly. "Tell me what it is, Kajurin."
Kazuki looked up at Kisaki to meet the other man's eyes, only one of them actually seeing him and tilted his head. "I...Kisaki-sama," he said, liking this new nickname better than the one everyone else called him. He didn't want to be like everyone else. Not anymore. "Kisaki-sama." He hated being sentimental because sometimes, it didn't even feel like Kisaki cared about those things. "Do you..really love me?"
"You doubt me?" It was a dangerous tone of voice but Kazuki refused to back down this time even though he was a bit afraid.
"No, Kisaki-sama. I just wanted to hear you say it again." If you phrase something a certain way, Kisaki wouldn't notice and would do as requested.
"Why?"
Sometimes. That only worked, sometimes.
"You took three years, Kisaki-sama." Kazuki said boldly. �I think that after all this time, it wouldn�t surprise anyone for me to be just a little wary.� He wasn�t even sure if that was the right word for how he felt but it felt like it was the only word that could come close.
It was quiet in the room then Kisaki began to speak, "Sometimes people wish for something that they're not entirely sure they want. Sometimes, they only think they want something and when they finally have it in their grasp they wish it wasn't so. Sometimes, it's too much. I've been through that, Kazuki, many many times and didn't want to relive it again. I have been with people who claimed they love me only to hear that what they loved was rumor and speculation but not truth. Apparently, truth was too much for them to bear but by that time, I loved them too deeply and felt betrayed." Kisaki began to play with Kazuki's hair by picking up random locks and rolling it between his fingers. "You know that my love is much different from what others have. You know this after three years. Tell me what you know about me, Kazuki."
It was a command, not one that Kazuki would usually obey to but this seemed to be a lesson of sorts. Something to prove that he had been more attentive than those other lovers thatthat he was worth every single attention and hardship that Kisaki had undertaken for him. "Your love is one that doesn't wish to be shared," Kazuki said, "It demands constant attention and doesn't wish anything but the best. It demands that your love be returned as much or even more than you give and deep within it all, there is the flame of trust. You...you trust me." Kazuki realized.
"Someone once called it a damned love and impossible." Kisaki said gravely but it sounded like his voice was coming from far away. Kazuki's eyes were starting to drift close because they were starting to burn but he fought to keep them open because this sounded important. "They said that no one in their right mind could ever love me because I demand too much. I don't think so. I trusted you, Kajurin. I would follow you to the ends of the earth to get you back because I can't find another like you. There is none other like you."
"So...you knew you'd get me back in the end?" Kazuki asked quietly, hands flexing like a content cat against the sheets.
"I knew. I knew you would also struggle use use that's what all the good ones do. I don't like anyone gives in too easily and I know the way you love too after three years. Do you want me to tell you how you love?"
Kazuki's eyriftrifted shut and he gave a quiet moan of consent. "In the morning, Kisaki-sama?"
"In the morning...then..." Kisaki said softly and just before darkness claimed him, lips brushed against Kazuki's temple and another kiss brushed against his mouth. Not the possessive kisses from before but these gave away how Kisaki felt just as much.
And somehow, a bit more.

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muchuu de koko made kiteshimatta keredo
sutesatteiku koto ga
amari ni oosugite
nemuru basho sae nai boku wa
doko e mukaeba ii?

The sun was stabbing into his eyes and they weren't even open yet.
Kazuki groaned and shifted against the soft sheets of the bed before he slowly opened his eyes. He didn't recall having the sun stab into his eyes in his old room. He was curled up on his side and the only thing he could see was white all around him. The sheets had been piled up around him as if someone made a nest just for him. He frowned and lifted his head, then began to wonder why it felt strange to move. It felt like his body had been abused in some new way but he just couldn't understand what it was at the moment. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, groaning as muscles protested at the movement and blinked down at the sheets that had fallen around his waist. Where'd his shirt go? He frowned and lifted the sheets.
He was nake
He never went to bed naked. That was the kind of thing that Yuki and maybe Yasu did. He usually went to sleep with a tshirt and some loose pajama pants. This was....
....frightening, not to mention perplexing. He knew he didn't drink anything the night be. e. He had a fight with Kisaki. He comforted Yuki then got in a fight with him then cried in a bathroom. He was then persuaded out of said bathroom to go have some food and talk about (of all things) Kisaki. And then they went to a club to try and cheer himself up. And he and Miyabi were dancing with Toshiya and Kaoru and he took a break for a second. He had some water that had a cherry in it, he talked to Yuki and Hiro and then....then...
He had goack ack to dance with Kaoru, Toshiya Miy Miyabi and Kisaki interrupted them. Another fight had almost broken out and he fought with Kisaki again and ran out. And then...
Things began to fall in place then as Kazuki placed a hand against his forehead, trying to refuse his memories but as always, his mind disobeyed him. They had kissed in the alley and made out for awhile until Kisaki brought an end to it and told him to get into the taxi. They got back to the hotel and this is where the story ended. Sorta. If he tried to ignore the three times they went at it last night, Kisaki's opinion being that since they had been without each other for three years, it would take three times for them to be reacquainted together. That hardly made sense now but at the time, it meant a lot. The first was explosive. The second was slow and the third had been random and had started when Kazuki tried to climb over Kisaki to get somethign to drink. Kisaki had told him many things about himself and about them that made some sense and some that had made no sense at all. He wondered why that was and also wondered where Kisaki was then eventually, as things always did, it came back to him.
Kisaki was in the shower and had woken Kazuki earlier by stumbling over him and having a rather messy episode in the toilet. He was having a hangover but Kazuki simply rolled over and went to sleep when Kisaki told him to. Kisaki had been drunk last night. He remember smelling the alcohol on his breath and tasting it whenever Kisaki had kissed him. Kisaki had acted sober every now and again but ultimately, he was drunk.
Kazuki dropped his head into his hands and shook his head. No wonder Kisaki had told him not to worry when he was having a hangover. He didn't want Kazuki to remember, didn't want him to know what they had done, and didn't want him to know that they were in his room. He was always too young to do anything with, too young to kiss and too young to know what he wanted from Kisaki and now after a night of drunken desperation...
He had ruined things, hadn't he? But it wasn't only him, it was Kisaki too! Kisaki, who didn't really love him and got drunk and slept with him. A jealous drunk crazy Kisaki who beat up Yuki last night. If he beat Yuki, what did that mean for him? Kazuki looked up from his hands and quickly slid off the bed with a wince and a cry. He hissed in pain and gathered his clothes off of the floor, hurriedly pulling them on without causing his posterior any more discomfort. Walking back to his room would bit bitch, but anything would be better than seeing Kisaki's cold face come out of that bathroom and break the news to him.
"I'm sorry, Kajurin. I was drunk and...we shouldn't be doing this."
No!!! Kazuki shook headhead. He would not hear those words out of that man's mouth! He was tired of hearing that he was too young, tired of hearing that he was being silly, tired of hearing that he didn't know what he wanted. He was nineteen and he bloody well knew how things in this world worked--he didn't get his band here on sheer luck, it was hard work and making himself knowledgeable about how the world worked that got him here. Stupid. Stupid. This is the last time I will be so stupid. Kazuki smoothed the wrinkles out of his shirt and made his way to the door as quickly as he could just as the shower turned off. His jaw tightened in fear and he opened the door quietly, then shut it and despite his good sense, ran all the way to the elevator. He pressed the arrow pointing down and ran into the elevator, closing the doors and pressing his floor. His breath echoed loudly in his ears as he tried to take deep breaths to calm himself. The last thing he needed to do was faint on the floor of the elevator. He crossed his arms over his chest and clutched the sleeves of his tshirt and when the elevator doors open, he ducked his head and hurried to his room and ignored the lance of pain that made itself known every time he walked. He was out of your league anyway and he never knew what he wanted. He had so many indies boys dancing to his step because he owns a damn company. He was mean to Toshiya and Yuki and hit Kaoru and Yuki too. He isn't good for you. He'd beat up all your friends with his jealousy. Maybe in another life, you two would've made a good couple had you been a girl. Maybe if you were born a girl and Yuki, Hiro, Yukito and Yasu, Ka-yu, You, Kiyo, and Shuji--wait, Shuji wouldn't make a good girl--if most of your friends were all girls and you were one too, maybe Kisaki wouldn't be such a problem.
He opened the door to his room and locked it behind him, shedding his clothes as he made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and sat there in the tub, just letting the water hit him and rinse away every sin he'd done. Because if you were a girl, Kisaki wouldn't be interested. So don't cry. Don't cry. It was a vain love. He didn't mean it and there's no evidence that he did anything to you because you're no longer in his bedroom. And you'll be smelling like strawberry hotel soap after you're done in this shower because you'll wash away every last bit of him. Because he doesn't love you and he never did and it took a drunk Kisaki to tell you how he felt and no one means anything when they're drunk.
Don't cry, Kajurin.
Don't cry.
He drew his knees up to his chest and rested his head on his knees, letting the water hit his head and mess up his hair and compared with the warm water of the shower, his tears felt like hot molten lava. He shouldn't cry. He told himself not to but his body never did seem to pay attention to his mind lately.

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Kisaki dried himself off with a towel then wrapped the towel around his waist. He ran a hand through his red hair, held it back with a clip then brushed his teeth thoroughly. It wouldn't do to greet the angel in his bed with bad breath. He had taken care of the bad body odor so now it was a matter of breath. He didn't want to kiss the young man and have him make a face. Not like Kazuki would ever be so mean but one could never be too careful. He rinsed his teeth three times, making him smirk because somehow he couldn't just get over that number then put his toothbrush away. He ran a brush through his hair then set it down and reached for his robe hanging on the bathroom door. He shrugged into it, tied the belt around his waist and quietly made his way out of the bathroom and toward the bed. He remembered that he had last left Kazuki sleeping in a nest of sheets that he made for him to keep him comfortable.
But apparently, the boy wasn't there anymore.
Kisaki frowned, his joy at having to wake the boy melting away. Well, he couldn't have bloody well gone far. I mean, he wouldn't. He'd stay here. Right? Kisaki looked away from the bed and into the outer room, just in case, Kazuki might have decided to watch tv quietly or take a nap or have breakfast but the other room was just as empty as the other. Kisaki's frown deepened as he headed back to the bedroom. He didn't dream this up. He knew he had Kazuki next to him when he woke up this morning. He remembered that. He knew he had spent last night with Kazuki and out of all his drunken nights, that one shown out the most because he swore that he would never forget the feeling of the younger man under him. So where did he go and why did he go without even saying anything to him?
"If it's not one thing, it's another! I can't have fun anymore, can I?! You're haunting my dreams, torturing my every waking moment and now you're beating up my friends?!! Why? Why won't you leave me in peace?!!!!"
Kisaki's eyes closed briefly and he shook his head. No. He wouldn't mean those type of things. He'd say them but he wouldn't mean them. People say a lot of things they don't mean. Just look at me. I say a lot of things that I don't mean.
He opened his eyes again and stared around the room. So where the fuck is he? His eyes narrowed and he stalked out of the room, quickly swiping up his hotel key and stuffed it into his robe pocket. Fortunately, no one was up and around in the halls because if they were, they'd probably have Kisaki rip them a new one without so much as a by your leave. When he reached the elevator, he pressed the button down, simmered as he waited for the elevator to reach him and got in when he heard the familiar ding that alerted him it had arrived. He seethed as he waited to get to the tenth floor and when those doors opened, hell and women had no fury compared to an indignant Kisaki. He strode down the hall, carefully scanning each room number and stopped. 512. He knocked on the door, folding his arms over his chest and waited.
A few moments later, the door opened and Kisaki was staring into scared shocked large brown eyes. "Kajurin."
"Kisaki..."
If anything, that breathed name only made him confused and being confused made him irritated. Kazuki seemed to sense this and began to back up away from him. His hair was wet too as if he had just come out of the bathroom and had hurriedly thrown his bathrobe on. Kisaki growled, stormed through the door and closed it behind him with a resounding slam. Kazuki squeaked and tried to hide behind something, anything--but his room wasn't like Kisaki's. Kisaki's hand shot out and pulled the guitarist toward him, not noticing the way Kazuki cringed away from and kissed him deeply on the lips.
There was no response at first but finally, the soft lips parted for him and Kazuki relaxed against him. His hand slid over Kisaki's shoulder, trembling slightly and when the kiss ended, Kisaki held him close. "Kajurin."
"Yes.....?"
"Why did you leave me?"
"I--"
Before Kazuki could say more, Kisaki interrupted him. "I don't appreciate being left alone in my hotel room and being made to walk around this hotel naked in only my bathrobe. So explain yourself."
"I thought...I thought that..." Kazuki began and a red blush began to spread as his his cheeks, embarassment as he put his head down but Kisaki's hand drifted under his cheek to make him look up at him instead. "Well, last night, you were drunk and this morning you were having a hangover and I thought that you didn't want me that way and all that you said was just lies while you were drunk and I ran to my room and--"
"You thought that I would only want while I'm drunk? You doubted me again?."
"Kisaki-sama, it's not that hard to believe." Kazuki said stubbornly.
"Fine. I want you to listen to me now. I'm sober. I love you. And you made me walk around the hotel in nothing but a bathrobe to prove it and I want you to make it up to me now." Kisaki said seriously.
Kazuki opened his mouth to reply or to protest but apparently, nothing could come to mind and he closed his mouth. His cs wes went red again before he began moving toward the bed. "Ano, Kisaama.ama....you said you'd tell me how I loved when it was morning?"
"How you love?" Kisaki said, a hungry smile coming to his face as he followed after the boy that he could now officially say was his. Kazuki nodded, just as Kisaki came up from behind him and wrapped his arms around the younger man's body and nibbled on a random earring. "Selflessly yet balanced by both mind and heart."
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yokotawatta mama de ii kara
sono mama hanarezu ni ite hoshii
miushinatta futari dake no seichi wo
nando demo kizukiageru kara
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