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What You Do to Me	By : RedHades Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Glay Views: 1135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Glay. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Authors notes at the end!

Chapter 2-Damn Me

The only times that I could act like myself were at the lives we did. Those few hours on stage was all the time I had to be close to you, and I would take it. I would stand a little closer than I needed to you during our solos, brush up against you, and in my sick and twisted world it was the only way I could have you. In front of thousands of fans and camera’s and lights, I could act how I really wanted to. I could smile at you, touch you, and you would play right along with it, it was almost like you were feeling the same way I was. But for those few hours of joy, they brought after days of sorrow. Did you know that? Did you know that after the lives, after we got home from whatever bar we managed to stumble into after, I would drag my self back into my hotel room and cry? Damn me for thinking you were mine, if even for only a few hours.
But there was always one live that I remember in particular, well in all truth it wasn't the live I remember but the situation, you were walking towards me, then stopped and smirked at me as I looked at you quizzically. That adorable smirk rendered me helpless to whatever you were going to pull. You took a few more steps and stopped, looking at me again with that damn smirk of yours, that look that makes me want to kiss you right then and there, doesn't matter whose around. I don't know how long we stayed like that but you broke whatever trance we were in and you played a note, I matched it, you played a little bit of ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’ , my hands were shaking, did you notice? I played it back, then I saw your eyes light up like a little kids, you knew you could win, you pulled out your toy laser gun synthesizer and pressed it to your base, I couldn't help but smile, but you looked at me the entire time, your eyes burning into mine, the playful challenge evident in your stare. Me on the other hand stared back, a half smile stupidly plastered across my face, it took me a minute, I was looking in your eyes trying to memorize every shade, every eyelash, I didn't realize you had stopped. You looked at me expectantly then I realized you expected me to do something, I grabbed my synthesizer off one of the amps and pressed it to my guitar strings and made a scream, Tarzan yell, whatever, I didn't care I just wanted to look at you again. I held it out for you, you grabbed it, rising to my challenge, our fingers brushed and I held my breath, I felt a tingle, a shock whatever, you on the other hand were oblivious to all of this. You tried, but with little luck, you looked up at me, I encouraged you, and you tried again. You gave up and threw it down playfully, then you walked away, I remember sighing heavily as I bent to pick it up. You'd left me, you were walking over to Takuro now, I hated it. I could have stood there the rest of the night if you'd let me. I looked up at your retreating back but you turned, and you smiled, mouthing that you were sorry. I remember I smiled a full blown smile, not a smirk, not a grin, a smile. I still remember that, I need to stop remembering, it's getting too hard to face reality.

Ah, Takuro's lecturing at me for zoning out again, causing me to snap out of my reverie, our break ended five minutes ago. I suppose he has a right to, I’ve been zoning out more lately. Sometimes during practice I’ll look at you, I think 'I’ll just glance at him just a quick glance' a minute later I mess up my notes and Takuro's yelling at me again. but the way you look when you play, the way your forehead gets that little crease, and you get that little pout when your concentrating I can’t HELP but look.
"Hisashi? Are you listening to me? What did I just say?" Takuro snapped, interrupting my thoughts. Your getting me in so much trouble, damn you.
"Yes I’m listening, you're saying I shouldn't daze off, I should pay more attention, our live will be here before we know it and you don't want to look like fools on stage. Did I catch everything?" I quipped back. I'd listened to this speech the first six times I know it by heart now.
He looked at me surprised, a little thrown off. So he thought I hadn't been listening after all, well I hadn’t, but it’s the same every time. "Yea...yes.." He stuttered, then regaining his composure. "Lets get back to practice."
We practiced more, I kept telling myself not to look at you, I wouldn't, I was stronger than that. Yea, that lasted for a whole ten minutes. The glances I would throw your way became longer, I stopped paying attention, I messed up. Damn me.
"Dammit Hisashi! what's wrong with you? You know this why do you keep screwing it up!?" Takuro yelled, he didn’t just scolded, or reprimanded, he yelled. He never does that. I opened my mouth to say something anything, but I was too startled the words wouldn't come out. Takuro opened his mouth he was going to yell again, I didn't want to hear it. I tried! I really did, I can't help it.
"Hey Takuro leave him alone, we all have our off days."
Startled, I looked at you, I couldn't believe you had said anything. YOU of all people had defended me, or maybe you just didn’t like conflict, but either way, I was stunned.
Takuro’s glare left me for you. His eyes narrowed, he was pissed. He opened his mouth, ready to let loose on you now too. No! My mind yelled. Don't yell at him he was only trying to help. Don't yell at him because of me. Stop!
Everyone looked at me, I must have said the last part out loud, shit, or at least I hope it was only the last part. I must have sounded desperate, because Takuro deflated. "Fine lets end practice for today, I will see you all Monday."
I paused, Monday? Dammit today was Friday, no practice this weekend. No Jiro. I watched at Takuro grabbed his jacket and left, he must've been pissed he never leaves before us. I was still staring at the door Takuro had just walked out of then I felt you next to me, I looked over and you offered me a smile. The edges of your pouty lips curving just a little....damn me.
"Hey Hisashi try to pay attention on Monday okay?" You paused, as if debating to speak or not. Then you said quietly. "I hate it when Takuro yells at you."
I hope to kami you didn't hear me gasp, it was small, but it happened. You looked at me shyly. I opened my mouth, dammit this time I going to be nice.
"Jiro I don't need your help, or your pity okay?" Nice going Hisashi, real great thank you, more people should be like you, damn me.
I looked at you again, I hoped you hadn't heard me, stupid me. You had, I knew you had, you looked hurt. You blinked and it was gone. You looked angry now and I hated myself even more.
"Well you know what?" You said indignantly. "Go to hell, I’m sorry I tried to help! Cause it quite obvious that you had that situation all under control...yea...right...whatever."
You grabbed your base and stormed out the door before I could say another word. I looked down my hands were shaking, I quickly shoved them into my pockets. I didn't even notice Teru walk up next to me.
"Why do you always have to be so mean to him? What did he ever do to you?" Teru brushed past me and towards the door. "Lock the door when you leave" He said coldly, throwing the keys at me and walking out.
Ah that question, what DID you ever do to me? Nothing and everything, You made me...you didn't do anything, and I hate you for it.

So here I am Standing alone in the studio, with everyone mad at me, damn me.
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Ah…sorry if this is kind boring so far. It’ll get better I promise! If I still have this clip I’ll do my best to figure out yousendit.com and post it so you guys can watch it. But really the part with the live is real! It’s actually what inspired me to write this fic. I think I have a beta reader so, thanks to anyone who might’ve been thinking about it. I know this chap was kinda short too, but I’ll make up for it next time by posting two chapters!

Sorry for any errors or mistakes! Please rate and review!!! Tanki^^
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