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Silver and Cold	By : Calixte Category: Dir en grey > General Views: 3940 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: See chapter one

:( My story isn't doing so well. I think it's the fact that the characters are straight. sorry, but I just CAN'T write slash yet. And I also think the problem is that there aren't any sex scenes. Again, sorry, they'll get here; after all I did post this story on this website! Soooooo be patient whoever is taking the time to actually read my story.

Oh, and don't get me wrong, I'm not saying M/M fics are crappy or bad, I actually like them, if I think they are written well, but I'm afraid it's difficult for me to write them. Alright, I'm finished with all the apologies.

***=Some time has passed.
'Blah Blah Blah'= singing.

-Chapter three-

Their practice room wasn't anything special, but I was thoroughly impressed. It had soundproof walls and plush couches lining the walls. There were long tables with all kinds of food and drinks on them. Guitars were lying here and there, and there was a mike and drum set standing in the middle of the room. There was also a messy table with pieces of paper all over it.

"Wow," I looked around in awe. "You get free food?" I asked no one in particular.

"We get more then just free food," Toshiya laughed. I didn't quite catch what he meant, but I didn't really care.

"Can I hear you play?" I looked at them hopefully. They seemed interesting enough, so their music must have been more then mediocre.

"I guess you'd have no choice," Kaoru began. "Because I'm not allowing you to leave this room," I was surprised to say the least that he would still be so uptight with me.

I guess Shinya noticed my bewildered expression. "If you get to know him, he's much nicer then he seems to be," He mumbled into my ear as he walked towards his drum set.

"God, what am I? Their prisoner?" I mumbled under my breath.

I just sat myself down onto a couch and stared at the walls, as I always did when I was uncomfortable, while they warmed up. All the while, I felt a pair of eyes on me, but I didn't want to look around the room for fear of a hateful glare.

I leaned my chin on my hand. 'I don't understand it,' I thought. 'Why do they hate me so much? I didn't do anything! Well... I did almost cause them to be in an accident, and I did ruin their night out, and then I did invade their space, and I did act a little arrogant towards them¡K okay, I'm beginning to see why I'm so unpopular.'

I smiled sadistically and figured that being here was better then wandering aimlessly in the unbearable cold of Tokyo. Just thinking of the desolate streets made me shiver. That thought reminded me of my dream. 'Eerie,' I thought. I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I nearly jumped out of my skin, yelping like a scared dog.

Die laughed out loud, throwing his head back, then mimicked my terrified shriek. "You were spacing out again," He couldn't stop laughing at me. My face grew warm and I could feel myself blushing.

"What do you mean, again?" I just snapped back.

"At Shinya's apartment, for about an hour, you were sitting under that blanket and just not moving," He paused, looking at me with a sly smile. "I'll bet you had fun with him last night,"

My eyes widened to the size of golfballs and for a minute I felt entirely numb with humiliation. I stood there slack-jawed. I could hear Kaoru snickering quietly. Kyo was standing with his back turned to me, but I could see his shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. Shinya looked completely mortified. He was staring at his drums, his eyes looked glazed.

Then came the unadulterated contempt. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I shouted, feeling weird yelling at a stranger but it felt amazing to finally let my anger loose on someone. "I'm not a fucking whore! Dammit!" I had the sudden urge to pull out my hair. "What the hell is your problem?!" I was much smaller then him, but I knew if I slapped him, it would still hurt. I drew my hand back to hit Die, but Toshiya caught my wrist.

"Calm down," He said. I tried to pull away but he had a firm grip on my arm. "He's just teasing, right Die?" Toshiya stared at the guitarist, who had a smug expression on his face.

"Of course," He drawled out his words. "No need to get so worked up about it," he leaned in close. "Just teasing," He said in a low voice. I narrowed my eyes at him and lunged forward, but Toshiya was still holding onto me.

Die walked away to his guitar, picked it up and continued practising. I glared at Toshiya scornfully, not really understanding why I suddenly hated him just as much as I hated Die.

"You have to control your temper, Dio," he warned. "You can't go crazy at every little thing Die says. That's just the way he is. Give it time. He'll warm up to you eventually,"

"Give me back my hand," I huffed. Toshiya gave me a little smile but dropped my hand so that it fell limply by my side.

"If it makes you feel any better, I could talk to him," Toshiya offered.

I scoffed. "Thanks, but I don't need you to stick up for me," I turned my head, once again biting my lip and staring at the wall.

There was a rather awkward silence between us.

"Why are you so..." Toshiya seemed to looking for the right word.

"So what?" I turned to him. "So malicious? Spiteful? Arrogant? Bitchy?"

Toshiya laughed. I found his laugh rather amusing. "No," He shook his head. "Not exactly what I was going to say,"

"What were you going to say?"

"Cold," he looked thoughtful for a moment before returning to his normal, cheerful self, and walked away, leaving me to think about what he just said to me.

***

They were getting ready to sing some song, but I couldn't care less. I kept staring at Die with as much revulsion as I could channel. I wanted him to feel my stare, but he didn't seem to notice. Or maybe he didn't want to look at me. He did seem to be avoiding my general area, and that thought alone gave me satisfaction.

"What song is this?" I asked, trying to seem completely enthralled by their music.

"Filth," Kyo said. I nodded.

'Sadistic Sadistic, Stimulate the Sadist.
Sadistic Sadistic, Bury the Sadist
Sadistic Sadistic, Sever the Masochist
Sadistic Sadistic, Let's begin our Platonic Love'

As I listened to the words, I became slightly uncomfortable... and somehow entirely mesmerized by Kyo's voice. I didn't want to stare at him, since staring at people made me nervous. I was never any good at staring contests.

'The yellowish greedy bugs are my frustrated sympathizers
the rotten apple in my gastric juices.
Won't you try some of the soup of sexual desire
The dripping pink maggots soaked in the Formaldehyde of Sadistic Desire
The rotten strawberry down in there
A sour marinee prepared with blood.'

I raised my brows, but slowly I began to enjoy the song.

'Filth Hi'

I couldn't help but crack a smile at that line and turned to look at Kyo. He was emersed in his singing, eyes closed. I smirked, amused.

'Let's see a movie. Just as I promised to you, holding hands.
At night we bid farewell, before the strawberry and the apple go rotten
My dream grows. Kissing you just as I promised I would,
I bid farewell to you. Let's enjoy the last supper.'

I tilted my head, watching Shinya. He was bashing the life out of those drums. I wondered to myself how someone so delicate in appearance could conjure that type of strength.

'Filth Hi'

'Sadistic Sadistic, Devour the Sadistic
Sadistic Sadistic, Sadistical, Horror.
Here comes my Sadistic Stimulation
Come one and all to see
Sadistic Sadistic, Synchro Prepared Retro Horror'

'The Festival of Carnal Desire will be begin.
The Festival of Sexual Desire will be begin.
The Unstoppable Sadistic Festival
Rapid Flesh Psycho Horror
Orange Juice with liver
Sweet Curry with kidney
Pescatore prepared with pancreas
Beloved Beloved Psycho Horror.'

With the last word, Kyo opened his eyes and stared right at me. It was the creepiest thing I had possibly ever experienced. Exhilarating and haunting at the same time.

"Whoa," I breathed. "That was... good," my words were like a broken fountain- spluttering everywhere. "That was really good," I wanted to applaud but I thought that would be considered going too far.

"Good?" Kyo looked at me incredulously.

"Great," I blurted out. "Amazing," I paused. "Maybe I'm just saying this because I'm starved for music, but that was very..."

"Good?" Kyo grinned.

"Yes!" I nodded my head up and down rapidly. "Can you play another?"

Kyo looked at Kaoru; he just shrugged and nodded.

"This one's called 'Cage'," Kyo said into the mike as if he was at a concert.

-End of Chapter Three-

Please, please review, I'm desperate now. I really want to know what my readers think!!! Even if you don't like it, just give me some constructive criticism. Well, that's it.

The translation of Filth comes from www.Centigrade-j.com
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