Only on tour | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 1886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The tingling sensation from the waking limb had brought MYV out of his sleep. Forcing his eyes into focus Miyavi turns his head already knowing that the other guitarist had gone.
“Damn.” Miyavi sighs running a hand through his dark locks. He reaches out for the clock noting that the numbers read twenty-five after six.
Saito-kun would be calling soon to before meeting him down in the lobby.
Then it was in the bus.
To practice.
Some interviews and then….
The show.
It’s going to be awkward on stage tonight.
Would Maaya let him come near enough to kiss him after last night’s encounter?
There is only one way to find out.
Miyavi hops up out of bed heads for the bathroom.
He needed a shower an cold one.
‘’’’
We could’ve had sex.
Maaya thought to himself as he towel dries his hair. He had waited until he was sure Miyavi had fallen asleep completely. The natural way the vocalist had pulled him into his arms…
Maaya sighs.
Maybe it was just as well that they didn’t take it there.
Throwing on a pair of ill fitting jeans and a t-shirt, the guitarist made his way down to the lobby area.
Would he even mention it?
Maaya asks himself as he approaches the other members of Ishiharagundan.
No sign of Meeves.
Was that an good thing?
“Where was you last night?” Ken-ken.
The other guitarist asks throwing Maaya off guard.
“Oh, hey Ken.” Maaya greets with a nervous grin. He runs a hand through his two toned locks.
“Well?” Ken-ken presses the other man.
“Meeves said he wasn’t coming down so I went back to my room.” Maaya replies off handedly. It seems believable enough didn’t it?
“Y’all could’ve told somebody.” Maaya steps back just as Ken-ken makes an move to swat him. “Besides, where is Oresama and Saito?”
Maaya gives an shrug.
Damn! He’s probably told Saito what happened last night.
‘’’’
“That’s why we didn’t come down.” Miyavi finishes setting his Gibson at his side. He had just finished playing the song he had been working on last night.
After spending thirty-five agonizing minutes in a cold shower Miyavi wasn’t too surprised to find his manager sitting in the living area.
“You should’ve called.” Saito says breathing a little easier now that he knew that his star is fine.
“Relax, you worry too much.” Miyavi giggles a bit at the face Saito had made. He stretches out on the couch.
Wonder what kind of face he would’ve made if I told him Maaya-tan and I were up here hooking up.
Miyavi laughed harder.
“What?” Saito stares hard at his friend. “Did I miss the joke?”
“You are the joke!” Miyavi exclaims laughing harder still.
Saito shakes his head.
“Let’s get going.” He raises from his seat straightening out his shirt as he does. “I’m sure that bands wondering what’s keeping you.”
“Right.” Miyavi agrees.
I wonder what Maaya’s feeling.
Miyavi’s teeth nipped at his bottom lip as they rode down together.
“What’s wrong Meeves?” Saito asks sensing his friend’s unrest.
“Huh?” Miyavi blinks twice as if snapping out of an trace.
“What’s wrong?” Saito repeats more slowly this time knowing that Miyavi had trouble following some times.
Shaking his head the vocalist says simply, “Nothing. Nothing.”
Saito stares hard into his client’s face. He levels his stare and waits.
“What?” Miyavi stares back. “It’s nothing.” He assures him slipping out quickly as soon as the doors open.
Saito frowns.
Something is bothering him.
‘’’’’
There they are.
Before Maaya could utter a single word Miyavi sped pass the entire band disappearing through the double glass doors.
Maaya and Ken exchange looks of bewilderment.
“What’s wrong with him?” They said in unison.
Maaya chances a fugitive glance at Saito.
Does he know?
“Come on.” Saito instructed. “We’re running late as is.” Saito’s voice is causal as he strolls passed the two guitarists in an effort to reach his talent.
Meeves is probably embarrassed and didn’t wanna see me.
Maaya guessed as he followed suit behind the others.
‘’’’
Miyavi stuck the end of his paipi into his mouth sucking on it hard getting his fix.
Why does Saito have to be so damn nosy?!
He leans his head against the cool glass looking out at his band mates. His eyes land and linger on Maaya. Miyavi raises his hand giving the other guitarist a little wave over. Saito normally sat next to him and he wasn’t going to change that. He just wanted to know if they were still cool.
Okay, he’s waving me over.
Taking a deep breath Maaya made his way over making his way passing Miyavi’s row, seating himself directly behind MYV. Bringing his head close to Miyavi’s Maaya simply says, “Yeah?”
“We cool?” Miyavi asks without even turning to face him.
“Yeah.” Maaya’s voice is a soft. “Of course we are.”
“I wasn’t sure. ‘Cos you know you, know you left and all.” Miyavi all but mutters under his breath so that Niri-P who had just slipped in beside him couldn’t hear.
“Huh?” Maaya piped up. “I can’t-”
“Later.” Miyavi’s voice seemed to promise.
Niri-P just smiles feeling as if she had just caught the last few words of some kind of promise between lovers.
It's nice that Miyavi's found someone. The reporter thought quietly to herself.
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