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Dangerous Game	By : Maeko Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 2371 -:- 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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Kyo pulled into his driveway ten minutes after leaving the studio. It should have taken him longer but in his anger he’d broken every speeding law there was. Kaoru’s confession had sent him into a cacophony of mental thoughts that jarred every last nerve of his body. Kaoru loved him? Since when? Why? They’d known each other for years and just when Kyo was out of arms reach he had decided to love him. What bullshit was the older guitarist trying to pull? Kyo loved Kaoru, gods above did the vocalist love his sweet-faced band mate but after years of nothing Kyo had moved on to find someone else. The wrong person.

Kyo shut off his car and pressed his forehead against the steering wheel. What the hell was he going to do now? Maybe coming home wasn’t the best idea. Tetsuya would know instantly that something was bothering him. If Kyo tried to lie about it then his lover would beat the truth out of him and if he didn’t lie then he’d get beat again. Really it was a lose, lose situation but where else could he go? Taking a deep breath, Kyo got out of his car and ran into his apartment, throwing himself on his bed once in his room. The small vocalist buried his face into his pillow and growled in frustration. Tetsuya would be home soon and Kyo feared what was to befall him. What would happen when the abuse was over? Would he run to Kaoru’s house like he had on several occasions? Would the guitarist slam the door in his face after how Kyo had treated him? He wasn’t sure. He wasn’t sure of anything anymore. Least of all his feelings towards Tetsuya and Kaoru.

Kyo knew the truth. He knew that his love for Tetsuya had dwindled into almost nothing and fear is what held him to the man. He knew that he was in love with Kaoru and that’s why he had run to the older man so many times before. All this he knew. Admitting it was the problem. He had to much pried to turn to Kaoru and admit that he’d been wrong all this time. The vocalist wanted to rip his hair out in frustration, trying to think of a way to resolve this predicament.

Not quite a half an hour later he heard the door to his apartment slam shut and Tetsuya’s voice rang through the place, breaking the sweet silence that Kyo had been enjoying. Dragging himself off the bed and from his thoughts, Kyo slumped out into the main room and looked his well dressed lover over. Normally Kyo would have melted at the sight of the beautiful man but today he glowered at him in disgust. His out beauty didn’t mask the beast that lay beneath the surface.

Tetsuya looked him over. “What no hello?” he asked.

“Hello.” Kyo replied dryly.

Tetsuya cocked his head. “Is something bothering you, koi?”

“No I just had a rough day at work.” Kyo walked past the man and into the kitchen. He threw open the fridge door and pulled a soda from it. Popping open the can he downed the soda and crunched the fragile tin in his hand. Gods, he was angry. Angry with Tetsuya. With Kaoru. Most of all angry with himself.
“Oi! What the hell is wrong with you?” Tetsuya said, irritated. “What happened today that put you in such a rank mood?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Kyo growled, tossing the crushed can into the trash. “Just leave me alone.”

He watched as Tetsuya’s eyes widened in surprise at first and then in anger. “What was that? Leave you alone?”

“You fucking heard me! Leave me the hell alone!” Kyo raged at him. He pushed past Tetsuya and was about to make his way back to his room when he felt a strong hand close on the back of his neck. He gasped in surprise as Tetsuya whirled him around to be face to face with him.

“Don’t you ever talk to me like that again, you ungrateful prick!” He growled, the look in his eyes was dangerous.

“Get…your fucking hands off of me!” Kyo stormed at the other, throwing the other’s hand off of him. “Don’t fucking talk to me!”

Tetsuya’s hand clenched into a fist at his side and Kyo swallowed hard. He knew what was coming and sure enough in a flash of movement Tetsuya’s fist collided with his jaw. The force of the punch sent the smaller man reeling back into the wall. He groaned, pain shooting through his face. He collected himself quickly and stood straight, his eyes locked on the man. As quick as he could, Kyo lashed out and hit Tetsuya in the face, sending the man stumbling back a few steps.

“That felt good.” He muttered, watching as Tetsuya wiped the blood from his split lip.

Tetsuya recovered from the blow, hatred shooting daggers from his eyes at the smaller man in front of him. He stepped up to Kyo, taking a fist full of the other’s hair and forcing him to the ground.

“You’ve hit me once and once only. You’ve fucked with the wrong person, Niimura. You’ll pay for that.” He hissed.

Kyo whimpered feeling the first blows of Tetsuya’s wrath and fought back the best he could. He was tired, so tired. Tetsuya was stronger then he was and it wasn’t long before the vocalist was left a bruised and bleeding heap on the floor. Kyo waited for the sound of Tetsuya’s car screeching down the street at a high speed before he dragged himself up from the ground. He pulled a light jacket around him and left the apartment. He headed towards the only sanctuary he knew.

Kaoru was startled out of his daze when a frenzied knock sounded on his apartment door. It was nearly nine pm and he hadn’t been expecting anyone. He stood from his couch and as he walked towards the door, his stomach clenched. The knocks came again, faster this time.

“All right! I’m coming.” The guitarist took a breath and opened the door. He frowned deeply when he saw Kyo standing outside of his apartment, battered and bleeding.

“Gomen ne, Kaoru-san.” He whispered. “Gomen ne…” The smaller man collapsed against Kaoru, crying against his shoulder. His whole world was crumbling around him and the only sense of security he had was in this man’s arms. His warm embrace that chased the rain and cold away.

“Shh…Kyo-kun. Don’t cry.” Kaoru pleaded softly, lifting the man into his arms and carrying him into the bathroom. Kyo sobbed as Kaoru peeled his soiled clothes off of him and went about cleaning the wounds. The lacerations on the vocalist’s flesh were deeper then the last time Kyo had come to him.

“Kyo-kun, what did he use?”

“I don’t know. I tried to fight back. I tried so hard but he was to strong. I closed my eyes when he got the upper hand. I knew I couldn’t win this one. I didn’t want to see what he was going to do to me.” Kyo whispered. He winced when Kaoru applied rubbing alcohol to a particularly nasty looking cut. “I got a few good hits in though.”

Kaoru gave the other a half-smile. “I’m proud of you Kyo-kun. I really am. “ The guitarist finished bandaging the wounds and looked up to the beautiful man sitting on his counter. Before he could stop himself, Kaoru reached out a hand and touched the other’s cheek gently. Kyo closed his eyes and turned his face towards the other’s palm, kissing the rough flesh gently.

The smaller man turned his eyes to Kaoru, his gaze holding the other’s. He moved a hand to the one of his face and gripped it affectionately, nuzzling his face against it. Tears slid down his cheeks and a sob tore from his throat before he could help it. The perfect lover stood in front of him and he had been blind, so blind to it. He felt Kaoru wrap his arms around him in a loving embrace. He buried his face against the man’s chest and bawled, letting all his fears and sadness drain away with his tears. He cried until no more tears fell and Kaoru stayed the whole time, whispering soothing words and rubbing his back and hair.

“I’m so sorry, Kaoru. I’m so sorry I didn’t listen to you.” Kyo choked out, clutching the man’s shirt in his fist.

Kaoru moved a hand to the one clutching his shirt. “Please stop apologizing Kyo. I’m not angry with you. I don’t hate you. I just want you to be safe. I want you to be happy. I love you, Kyo-kun.”

“I love you, Kaoru-kun. I mean that. I love you. I just didn’t want to admit it to you or myself.” The vocalist whispered. He looked up at the guitarist, a hand sliding up around the older man’s neck. He pulled the taller one in and kissed his gently, keeping it sweet.

Kaoru gasped in surprise before returning the kiss. He melted instantly, wrapping his arms around Kyo’s waist and returning the kiss with more vigor. He closed his eyes and let his tongue dance against Kyo’s lips, begging entrance. Kyo happily obliged and shivered as his tongue met Kaoru’s, exploring the inner wetness of the guitarist’s mouth. The kiss was slow and sweet. The sweetest kiss Kyo had ever received from anyone. It was perfect, Kaoru was perfect. Everything would be perfect from this moment on. The kiss became more heated and Kyo straddled the other’s waist with his legs, pulsing the guitarist to be against him.

Kaoru broke this kiss, taking a deep breath and looked over his beautiful band mate. “Kyo-kun…” he breathed.

“Hush…” Kyo whispered, nipping his lower lip. “I’m yours, Kaoru. I need you.”

Kaoru smiled faintly, kissing the other again. Kyo slid off the bathroom sink and pushed Kaoru from the bathroom to his bedroom, keeping the kiss the whole time. Kaoru was sure to be careful of Kyo’s wounds as he lowered the smaller man to his bed, straddling his waist. He broke the kiss, moving to lick and nip at the small man’s neck. He smiled, feeling the vocalist squirm beneath him in pleasure. How long had Kaoru waited for this oppurtuniy? He wasn’t sure if it was really happening and had to pinch himself to find out. It hurt. Yep, that meant it wasn’t a dream. He attacked Kyo with a reign of kisses and nips. His neck, his collar bone, chest. Any part of flesh the smaller man had exposed was covered in kisses. Oh it felt good to do this, to feel the younger man’s hands clench at the back of his shirt when Kaoru kissed him before Kyo yanked the offensive clothing off.

The foreplay between the two lasted quite awhile until Kyo looked up to Kaoru with sultry eyes and slid out of his pants, his cock fully erect for what was to come. The guitarist couldn’t help himself and he too kicked off his jeans and knelt between Kyo’s legs.

“Are you sure, Kyo-kun?” he asked softly, smoothing the other’s hair gently.

“Ne, Kaoru-kun, I’m sure.” Kyo answered, kissing the guitarist’s neck. He sucked on a bit of the flesh and let his hand travel down to the other’s member, stroking the shaft lightly. Kaoru moaned and left a trail of wet kisses down the other’s chest, stopping just above his arousal. He flicked his tongue over the head of the other’s cock, licking up the premature come there. He relaxed his throat, taking the smaller man fully into his mouth. Kyo arched against the bed, a low moan escaping his throat and the man’s wet mouth engulfed his cock. Kaoru worked the other’s hardness skillfully and stopped only when he felt the man shudder, near release. Kyo whimpered from the withdrawn attentions and looked to his lover.

“Kaoru-kun?” He asked softly, watching the older man.

“Shh…” Kaoru whispered. He moved back up on the bed and kissed the smaller man, pressing the tip of his cock into the smaller man.

Kyo’s breath caught in his throat and he settled into a low groan, taking a minute to get used to the other’s feeling. He couldn’t remember what it was like to have someone be gentle with him during sex. He moved his hips towards the other and encouraged him to go on. Kaoru moaned as he slid himself into the other, the tightness causing the slightest friction against his sensitized organ. He began a slow rhythm, taking on of the man’s nipples into his mouth and sucking at it hungrily. The younger man writhed under him and moaned his name as Kaoru’s pace increased. It felt good to be inside Kyo and Kaoru was barely able to control his release when the vocalist moaned his name. He moved one of his hands to the bed on one side of Kyo, gripping the sheets as he fought off his want to come. Kyo’s nails scratched at his back, causing small shivers to race down Kaoru’s spine and into his groin. Kyo’s legs wrapped around Kaoru’s waist and the guitarist pushed deeper into the other, hitting the smaller man’s sweet spot in rhythm. Kyo’s head fell back and he cried out in pleasure as he came against Kaoru’s stomach, trembling in an ecstatic pleasure as the guitarist came with him and he felt the other’s hot fluid spill into him. He breathed heavily and looked up to his lover, admiring his features. Kaoru kissed the other gently, loving the beauty of Kyo’s flushed face. He slid out of the smaller man and held the vocalist close, feeling as if he wouldn’t let go.

“I love you, Kyo-kun” he whispered.

“I love you too, Kao-kun.”

“Will you leave Tetsuya?”

“Yes. I will tell him tomorrow, promise.”

“Will you stay with me forever?”

“Yes, Kaoru. I will stay with you forever.”

“Good. Can I call you by your real name?”
“Don’t push it Niikura”

Kaoru smiled brightly and kissed the other’s forehead lovingly. Everything was right and perfect. Kyo was his, he was Kaoru’s. Nothing was going to take that away, ever.
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