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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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Chapter 4-Bump in the Night

I always think about you. How it was, before I got scared of what I’d do if I kept getting closer to you. I remember how we used to laugh, how we would make fun of the way Teru would pronounce the English in the songs…and the way Takuro would cringe as he sang it. That’s what I do as I wait.

Wait for what? For you, for sleep, for my head and my heart to finally agree that this will never work. I was never good at waiting anyway.

I don’t sleep much anymore. My beds too cold, I can’t stand it. Sleep only comes when I’m so exhausted that I pass out from it. Then I dream about you. No, nothing erotic, well not yet anyway. It’s always about you holding me, kissing me, running your hand up and down my spine, those things that people do when they’re really in love. Another reason I don’t sleep, I can’t take waking up and realizing that you’re not there, that the arms that were holding me so lovingly are only a blanket that I got tangled in.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take.

I sigh, I need to get out of my apartment, I need to walk off some of this…this…tension. Walking into my room and I grab a coat and scarf, it’s gotten colder, there’s even a bit of snow falling outside. Better for me anyway, I can’t really just go walking around undisguised, I might as well have a sign ASKING the fan girls to attack me. Grabbing my Ipod, I walk out my door and onto the street. Maybe if I walk enough I can forget about waiting, I can forget about you, and maybe, just maybe, I can forget that I can’t forget you.
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(Jiro’s POV btw^^)

I had to get out of my house. I decided to go for a drive after Hisashi called me back cause well, he called me back…and he was _nice_. Hisashi’s pushed me away for so long that I almost forgot he could be like that. He’s the most confusing person I’ve ever met. At one point he can snarl, glare, and make snide remarks, and in that same day smile, laugh, and be wonderful.

I’d given up on him a long time ago, when I realized that no matter what I did he would never want to be near me again. When he first started pushing me away, I racked my brain day and night trying to figure out what I had done, why he hated me. I’d almost thought that…no, never.

Looking up I realized I’d driven to the area where he lived, great. What was I thinking of doing? Walking up to his door and saying ‘Hey I was in the neighborhood, could I barrow a cup of sugar and ask why you hate me so much?’ Yea that would work well. I bowed my head a bit and shook it. You’re so stupid, Jiro, get over it already! He doesn’t like you, that’s his choice! It doesn’t matter what…

SCREEECH!!

Someone just hit me! Dammit! First Glay’s mad at me, my mom’s mad at me, even my damn cats mad at me, and then I get hit by a car! A perfect end to a perfect day! I had my arms covering my face, with my luck I will have gotten hit by some fan girl who will try and kiss it to make it better.

“Mar roo rowkey? Merro?”

Was that a language? What the crap? Oh right, my headphones.

“Are you okay? Oh Kami please say you’re not dead?! Hello? Are you okay?”

I know that voice, and the touch on my arm, that electricity only happens with one person… “J…Jiro…?”

“What whoa….how did you..” I uncovered my face. “ Hisa…shi? What are you doing walking at this time of night? More so, are you hurt?”

I looked at you for a minute, you looked so worried, biting your lip with that little crease in your forehead…you were worried about me. I sat up, your hand still on my arm. Oh right the questions. “I’m fine, I think. What am I doing here? I _live_ around here. What are YOU doing here, other that running over the general public?”

“I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a drive, I wasn’t paying much attention and I ended up here.”

“Yea I can tell,” Stop making mean remarks! I scolded myself, and started to stand. You were right there to help me up, I was doing fine until I put weight on my right ankle. “Itai!!

I guess I was hurt, but then you caught me. Stop it brain! Stop it right now! This means nothing! Nothing! Nothing! There are no tingles, he is not gentle and most of all I do NOT like this!

“Here lean against the car and let me see your ankle,” You bent down in front of me, lightly squeezing my ankle. No dirty thoughts, no dirty thoughts. Okay um baseball…ohh ba…NO! Um…crap, crap, crap! Thankfully, in the nick of time, you stood up.

“I think you just twisted your ankle a bit, it’ll prolly be fine if you stay off it for a couple days.” You brushed the hair away from my forehead and looked at it closely. I held my breath, you were so close, I could feel your breath on my face. “That’s some bump on your forehead though, maybe I should take you to the hospital to get you checked out. Don’t want to miss anything.”

“I-I’m fine really, I just need to get home and rest I’ll see you Monday,” I lied trying to hobble away quickly. I couldn’t spend any more time with you, I’d do something. I’d almost made my clean escape when I got a bit dizzy I stumbled again, and again, you caught me .

“I’ll drive you, you won’t make it home on your own,” You paused again and looked at my forehead. “I should prolly stay a look over you tonight since you won’t go to the hospital, Takuro would kill me if you died in your sleep cause I hit you.”

“And I’d make it home in that? How do I know you won’t hit someone else? And you ARE NOT staying at my place tonight!” I snapped. Well, you could stay…oh no, bad things, very bad things…

“Well if I can’t stay, I drive you to the hospital. You choose.” Oh you wasn’t letting me out of this one easy were you? I sighed, I hated hospitals, but I don’t know if I could take Jiro by me all night. I guess there could be worse things. Like what?! Quiet other me! Okay so Jiro it is.

“Fine, you can stay, but just until morning and you can’t tell any one!”

“Hai,” You sounded almost a little dejected, sad…no I’m hearing what I want to hear. You carefully helped me into you car, closing my door and getting in on your side.

When we got to my apartment, you helped me into the elevator and into my place, setting me down on the couch and walking into my kitchen. I heard you rustling through my freezer, the opening and shutting of drawers, it felt so weird to have another person in my house. You walked back out with two ice packs covered in kitchen towels.

“These should help the swelling go down. Here, lay like this,” You rested my foot on the armrest of the couch resting an icepack atop it, then lifted my head and put a pillow under it. Sitting on the unoccupied section of the couch, you brushed the hair away from my forehead and set the smaller of the two icepacks on it. Well since when did you become Florence Nightingale? We sat in silence for a few minutes, I could feel the coolness of the icepacks seeping into my body…but I wasn’t cold.

“You must really hate hospitals…” You said, finally breaking the silence.

“…I do.” I instantly cringed. Did I always have to make it sound like you were the last resort?

“Is that too cold? Does your head hurt?” You had that worried look again, I almost smiled when I realized it was for me.

“ No, not really. Well it hurts a little, but it’s not horrible. Really Jiro, it’s not big deal you don’t have to stay for me. Just go home.”

You sighed, took the icepack off my head and looked right into my eyes. What I saw there startled me. “You really don’t want me here do you? I know you can’t stand me and I’ll be out of your hair as soon as I know that you’re all right. Do I really bother you so much that just my presence here makes you squirm?”

I looked into your eyes for a moment before I replied. If I really told you why I wanted you to leave, you’d be out of here in a second. “No, that’s not it. I’m sorry if I seem ungrateful, you’re being more than nice to me, but I know you have better things to do with your time than to sit here all night, even if you did hit me with your car.”

I smiled a little, to soften the remark. Thankfully you chuckled and smiled down at me. “But I _have_ to stay. If anything were to happen to you, I’m sure I could live out my days as a bassist with no problems, but I don’t think Takuro would LET me.”

“Oh so I see, this is really more for your well being than mine…”

“Well of course,” I saw that mischievousness look return to your eyes and a playful smirk form on your lips. God I love that look. “If I were to do something nice for you, I think Takuro and Teru would fall over dead, and I don’t want to be responsible for killing three members of Glay.”

“You could always go into nursing, from what I’m seeing you’re pretty good at it.”

“Yea yea yea. Go to sleep. With the right amount of rest and my wonderful care we should have you up and playing in no time.” You laughed, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch to cover me. “You sleep, I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Night Jiro…” I drifted off to sleep, relishing the feel of your fingers gently brushing over my forehead.

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