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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of pure fiction. I do not personally know any of the members of Dir en grey or Penicillin, and do not profit from this work.

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With a heavy heart, Kyo dragged himself off of the train and started the walk down to the club. He’d spent a full week trying to find a new job, and today’s interview had given him a taste of hope only to mercilessly smack him back down when he was told, yet again, that he wasn’t what they were looking for. He planned to ask the club owner tonight to give him the stage for three nights a week while he looked for work, but on top of destroying him physically, even that wouldn’t keep him afloat much longer. After paying his part of rent, he had enough for another week, maybe two if he skipped a few meals, before his bank account went dry. He still hadn’t told Hakuei that he’d lost his job at the tea shop, hoping that he’d have replaced it before it became an issue.
What he craved right now was a thorough shower and a nice, long soak in a hot bath until it was time to head downtown for his set. But he’d gotten a text from Shinya earlier, asking to meet him in front of the bar shortly before his shift, and Kyo could hardly say no to the younger man with how rarely he initiated contact. It seemed like it might be important. So here he was, leaning against the brick face of the club, glaring at the cement of the sidewalk and wishing for a distraction from his sour mood. Only a few minutes ticked by before a familiar voice calling his name caused the blonde to stir. He waved his arm high in the air to help his taller friend spot him.
“Ah! There you are.” Shinya was, as usual, chipper yet serene; one of Kyo’s favorite qualities in the man. He was almost always in a good enough mood to be pleasant company, but without being overbearing.
“What’s up, Shin? You work in like… fifteen minutes, so I know you’re not looking to hang out.”
“Hear me out before you get upset, okay? Die and I noticed you’ve been kind of down lately, so we thought we’d get you a vacation. We told everyone you have laryngitis, so you won’t be able to sing this week.” When Kyo’s eyes widened, horrified, Shinya held up one hand. “We also knew you’d be too worried about money to enjoy the day off, so we set up a collection jar at the bar for you, like a ‘Get Well Soon’ fund. The other bartenders and the servers put in their tips, and some of the regulars chipped in as well.”
Shinya fished a thick envelope out of his pocket and handed it to the stunned blonde. Kyo opened it numbly and stared down at the wrinkled, beer-stained bills in absolute shock. “Shinya… there’s like a hundred thousand yen here!”
Kyo wondered if he was stuck in the middle of a particularly cruel dream. He didn’t think he’d ever held so much money in his life, and Shinya was just handing it to him?! There was no way he could have possibly done anything to deserve friends that cared about him this much.
“Somewhere around there, yeah. The boss even chipped in a couple thousand and told me to tell you he hopes you feel better soon. These are from Die and I.”
Kyo accepted the two thick strips of paper with numb hands. He had to read the text on them three times before the words registered. “The… the horror marathon?”
Shinya smiled and wagged one long finger at him. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you ogling the flier they put up on the bulletin board.”
“Shinya this is too much! I can’t take these,” Kyo protested, looking up at his friend with somewhat frightened shock on his face.
“It’s not optional.” The younger man’s voice was abruptly stern. “The people that put money into the jar put it there specifically for you and would be very upset to hear that you didn’t get it. And you know Daisuke would be just heartbroken if you turned down those tickets, he was very excited about getting them for you. Now you’re going to go to the movie theater, buy yourself some snacks, and watch that gory trash you love so much with a friend. We want you to have a fun, relaxing Friday night.”
“I… fuck.” Kyo clutched the papers to his chest with one hand and used the other to give Shinya a brief hug. “Thank you, Shinya. And Die. Everyone. I mean it.” He pulled back quickly, embarrassed. Neither he nor his skinny friend were generally physically affectionate people in public, but he needed the younger man to know how much the gift meant and words were failing him at the moment. “I hate to say it, but… I’m not sure I have anyone to give the other ticket to. Hakuei is working and you and Die are the only other people I would normally ask.”
Shinya wrinkled his nose. “I wouldn’t go even if I weren’t working. I don’t know how you can stand those horrible films. But don’t worry, we figured you might say that and someone else volunteered to be your ‘date’ for the evening. Ah, and speak of the devil.”
The taller man’s eyes shifted to something just behind Kyo’s left shoulder, and the blonde turned to follow his gaze. He was more than a little surprised to see Kaoru Niikura approaching them, and the man still made his heart constrict just a bit. Something about him was threatening, somehow, almost… hungry. The prospect of being alone with him was almost a little scary, and Kyo typically did not scare easily. What if he was some kind of crazy stalker?
Kaoru’s casual attire did a little to soften the intensity of his face. He wore a simple black wifebeater under an open button-down shirt and close-fitting black jeans. A flash of reflected light drew Kyo’s eyes to the small, gothic silver cross hung on a chain around the older man’s neck.
His smile was relaxed as he came to a stop next to them. “Sorry, am I late?”
“Not at all! I do have to head off to work though. I’ll see you both later.” Shinya put a hand on Kyo’s shoulder and leaned down to whisper, “Have fun.”
Kyo watched Shinya walk away until his petite frame disappeared into the club before turning somewhat reluctantly to look at Kaoru. He was too polite to try to excuse himself after Shinya and Die went to so much work to set up a day off for him, or to let Kaoru know that he found him creepy and intimidating. As hard as he tried to focus on the memory of the relaxed conversation they’d had at the bar, the feeling of the man’s thin fingers gripping his wrist and dark eyes burning into his own at the end of the night was what kept popping up in his mind. The blonde quickly dropped his eyes to glare at the sidewalk as silence stretched between them in the wake of Shinya’s departure.
Kaoru scratched the back of his head, giving an awkward smile. “So! Ah… I heard they might be showing Baptism of Blood at this thing! I liked the manga a lot, but I never got to see the movie.”
Kyo perked – just a bit – with interest. “You read the manga?”
“Yeah, I have most of Kazuo Umezu’s work. I’m missing a few volumes of Cat-Eyed Boy, though. I’m more into Gundam series than horror usually, but Umezu’s stuff is always really well done.”
“Y-… yeah, I like him too…”
Kyo wondered, in some distant corner of his mind, if Die had coached Kaoru before this meeting; held some sort of Intro to Dealing With Kyo class. But neither Die nor Shinya shared his love of horror movies and manga, or various sci-fi anime series, so it didn’t seem likely that they would advise Kaoru to mention them. It just wasn’t something that came up often.
“Well, there’s some time before the marathon starts. Do you want to get dinner? My treat,” Kaoru offered.
“Ah… sure." Kyo sighed, resigned. "What did you have in mind?”
Kaoru’s head tipped back to eye the grey sky overhead. Dark clouds threatened rain, and the wind that periodically tugged at his hair was crisp. “On a day like today, a hot pot dinner sounds nice. Shall we?”
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