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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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Kaoru, as good as his word, had come to pick him up as soon the doctor gave him the go-ahead to leave the hospital. He had been given a laundry-list of care instructions and three rattling pill bottles before he was allowed to wheel Kyo out to the sleek black car he’d shown up in. The blonde had been silent through the whole thing, and spent the first twenty minutes of the drive out of the city staring out the window. Too much was changing too fast, and he wasn’t sure he could handle the strain.
Drugs softened the ordeal, at least, and he was able to sleep through the rest of the ride. When at last Kaoru shook him awake, he was stunned to find himself in front a very nice, ten-story building far outside the city. There was a doorman to let them in, and the entry area was a beautiful affair with shining tile floors and potted plants and walls of pristine windows. A large elevator carried them, smoothly and silently, to the top floor. The building was a tall skinny one, so each floor held only one apartment, but they were easily three times larger than what Kyo had shared with Hakuei.
“Here we are. Sorry it’s a bit of a mess, I couldn’t get my roommate to help clean up last night,” Kaoru said as he opened the door and stood aside to let Kyo in.
Kyo stood in the entryway, clutching his bag to his chest like a lifeline. There were a lot of things in the large living area – manga, video games, magazines, DVDs and CDs, books – but they were all collected into neat stacks and in good condition. The flat screen television mounted high on the wall was huge, and Kyo could only imagine the power behind the surround-sound speakers carefully arranged around the large couch in front of it. Kaoru’s place was cluttered, sure, but it was nice, and the blonde couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt so poor. A brief, wild thought induced by too-powerful pain medication worried that his presence would dirty the older man’s home.
“Kaoru, it’s… it’s amazing…” Kyo breathed, eyes catching reverently on a beautiful, deep blue bass guitar on a stand in the corner. “Do you play bass?”
“Hm? Oh, that? No, that’s my roommate’s. I play guitar, though.” Kaoru spoke casually, gesturing to a beautiful black and silver guitar half hidden behind an end table piled with books. It had to be custom-made; the style was so distinct yet unfamiliar.
Kyo was awed. He had tried his hand at several instruments, and though he could hold his own on an acoustic guitar, he had never found a true aptitude for it. He deeply respected people with the skill and perseverance to play musical instruments and when he thought about it, he wasn’t surprised that Kaoru would be one of those people. He kept staring at the living room, and the more he saw of his friend’s beautiful home, the smaller and more worthless he felt.
“Your roommate… is he okay with me staying here?”
“Hm? Oh, yeah, don’t worry about Toshiya, he doesn’t mind. He’s almost never home anyways.” Kaoru looked at his watch and frowned. “Hey, I have to go take care of some things at the office. Do you think you’ll be okay here for a while?”
“Um…” Kyo was hesitant. Being in Kaoru’s home with the man he’d only known for a couple weeks was awkward enough. Being there alone was a nerve-wracking prospect. But he was already intruding on his friend more than he liked, he could hardly ask him to miss work as well. “Y-yeah, I’ll be fine.”
Kaoru smiled and set the papers and pills from the hospital on a table by the couch, “Alright. If you get tired, the last room on the left, at the very end of the hall, is yours. You’re welcome to anything in the kitchen, although… now that I think of it, I don’t think we have much on hand. Hell… I’ll stop by the grocery store on the way home, alright? Feel free to watch TV or read a book or whatever.”
“Aa, okay.” Kyo’s voice was softer than usual. He was out of sorts, and becoming quickly overwhelmed.
“Hey.” Kaoru’s thin hand caught Kyo under the chin and forced anxious eyes to meet his own. “It’ll be okay, Kyo. You can stay here as long as you need to. Just focus on resting and getting better.”
“…Thank you, Kaoru.”
The older man leaned in close, his gaze suddenly piercing. “And he will never hurt you here. I swear it.”
The blonde flinched, eyes wide. “I don’t…”
The door clicked shut, and Kaoru was gone. Whispering a lie to an empty room felt more pathetic than he could stand, and the protestation died on his lips. He dismissed the invitation to read Kaoru’s books or use his television. They were too nice for him to mess with. He moved numbly down the hall to the last door on the left and slipped inside. The room was simply appointed with only a bed and a short dresser, but the large window had a bench built into the wall beneath it and filled the room with warm afternoon sunlight. The room obviously saw little use and the faint smell of dust tickled his nose.
The bed creaked softly as he sat on the edge, flipping his bag open and dumping its contents across the covers. His wallet, almost empty. A dog-eared book he’d already read a dozen times, and was halfway through reading again. A digital camera with a cracked screen and a dead battery. A squished cigarette carton with three smokes left inside. His music player, his cell phone, a small make-up bag, a compact mirror, a spiral notebook and pen. A strip of photo-booth photos of himself and Hakuei from their trip to the beach. The cheap plush monster toy that Kaoru had won for him what felt like so long ago.
These few items were all he had now, and he would have to make do with them for the time being, until he could regain his footing. No clothes. No money. Not even a damn toothbrush. He curled up next to the meager pile of belongings. The deep bruises from his fall down the stairs and his damaged ear were distant irritations, but the ache in his heart was a relentless pain.
‘Hakuei…’
‘Hakuei, have you really stopped loving me?’
‘I was always faithful, I was!’
‘I’m sorry I lied… I’m so sorry…’
‘Can you ever forgive me, Hakuei?’
‘I swear, I never touched another man.’
‘It was only you… it’s always been only you…’
‘I’ve ruined everything…’
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