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Endless Rain	By : Kimigurl Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > S.K.I.N. Views: 1690 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of S.K.I.N or Dir en Grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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AN: this is probably the most exciting chapter for me. Because now's when things really start to pick up. But you'll see for yourself when you read it...so read on!
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Chapter 7
Moment
The girls had decided subconsciously and after an hour of discussion not to do anything. They wanted to see what the outcome would be. Truth was that if Minami and Miyavi had ended up together there was no one in their group who would protest. Miyavi was a great guy after all, if anything he’d prove that over the last couple days. But at the same time, the threw knew that if anything Minami was not known for being able to hold her liquor, there was that factor to ad into the equation.
And so on the morning after no one said anything. However it seemed that they had nothing to fear as it seemed Miyavi couldn’t hold his liquor either. Neither of them could remember what had happened the night before.
“I didn’t...do anything stupid...did I?” Minami asked fearfully over the tea.
The girls peered over the drinks to one another “No” came the reply.
Though they had become good friends with the members of S.K.I.N to call making out with Miyavi ‘stupid’ would be a complete contradiction. In fact, given the circumstances and the fact that they were there to have a good time, Minami should have been praised. “I can’t even remember coming back to the hotel” Miyavi said “I think I should be a little more responsible next time. Just in case one of you girls is with me next time.’
They all turned to look at the man “That’s...sweet Miyavi” Angel smiled.
She too had a hangover, but no one had told her what had transpired. But that morning she did seem...quite on edge. The girls had the feeling she had a ‘stupid’ session of her own...but with who?
The day continued like most, the boys went off to practice and do some PR work while the girls stayed at the hotel to entertain themselves. They’d gotten used to the routine already. However halfway thought the day the boys showed up again at the hotel. “What’s wrong?” Minami asked as she saw them approaching “Why are you guys back so early?”
“Everything went a little too according to plan” Sugizo replied “We got to finish everything early, so the rest of the day is pretty much ours.”
“Cool!” Minami said “We should go out for awhile then.”
“Where’s the rest of the girls?” Miyavi asked.
“Annette and Angel are upstairs still arguing over where to go, Jo’s checking replies to her blog, and Kaiora’s downstairs in the garden.”
“Is she okay by herself?” Gackt asked.
Minami smiled and nodded “Yup! She’s fine. She has her medicine and a beeper goes off everytime she needs to take her medicine” she then lifted her watch showing a small alarm.
The men nodded. Yoshiki suddenly turned “I saw a piano downstairs, I think I’m going to practice for awhile” he said.
The guys waved absent mindely as Minami explained what the girls had planned for the afternoon.

Kaiora leaned down, the blue rose peered up at her and seemed to have its own smile. One she returned.
“I loooove blue roses” she said.
He leaned down “A little depressing don’t you think? They mean divorce.”
“I don’t care what other people think they mean” she retorted “To me they’re different.”
“And what do they mean to you?” he asked.
“They don’t have to mean anything” she replied “they’re beautiful...that’s all that matters.”
He stood up and reached out.
She turned and saw a him pass the woman behind the roses money. He then turned “Just pick one and let’s go...I get to pick the movie this time.”
“You like roses.”
She turned to the man standing beside her, his voice was deep. She stared at him for a few seconds. He was wearing a suit, and a hat on his head. Obviously Asian but she felt as if she knew him. Shaking off the feeling she nodded “Yeah...”
“The blue is one of the rarest colours.”
She nodded “I think that’s why I live them so much” she replied “up until a few years ago I didn’t even know they existed. And when I saw them, thought they were the most beautiful thing in the world. I’ve liked them ever since.”
A sudden melody flew through the air and she turned, it came from inside the hotel. Hearing it’s tune she automatically turned and began walking to seek it out, leaving the man standing there staring at her disappearing form. She walked passed the garden to a small open fountain. She passed the fountain and walked into the hotel, the people didn’t seem to notice the beautiful song as they talked and ate. She walked passed them towards the front desk, and passed the front desk towards two large does, she ignored the front desks associates as they told her she wasn’t allowed to enter the room.
Placing her hands on the handles she opened the door, revealing Yoshiki sitting at the large grand piano, his hands moved gently across the keys once again bringing to life an enchanting melody. She moved closer to the stage and stood behind him, however it wasn’t until the doors closed louder than both expected that he swung around. He meant to see what the large sound was, however when he saw Kaiora standing there his gaze strayed to her instead. They stared at each other for several minutes as an awkward feeling surrounded them, the truth was they had not been alone since that night on the terrace, and in all honesty Yoshiki was avoiding the situation. The feel of her body and her lips returned with her appearance, and he noticed immediately how much better she looked, even from the night of their discussion.
“Am I interrupting?” she asked.
Yoshiki continued to gaze over her for several more seconds. He then shook his head with a shy smile “No.”
She then took another stepped forward “May I watch?” she asked.
He knew that people liked to watch him play, and he did enjoy giving a show. But for the first time he seemed to hesitate, the truth was the thought of her watching him play gave him butterflies. But against his own mind he nodded “Sure” he smiled.
That gentle and beautiful smile that rarely showed on her face appeared, she then walked towards the stage and moved to sit at a table however Yoshiki stood and walked down the stairs to help her up the stage. “This bench is quite large” he said “if you’d like you can sit up here with me.”
A light entered her eyes that shocked him, it was a light he’d never seen come from her. Her warm hands clasped his and she climbed the stairs, he stepped down slowly and placed an arm around her waist knowing she was still quite weak. They stepped up the stairs and sat on the bench. “Anything you’d like to hear?” he asked after getting comfortable.
Her eyes wandered as she thought, they then turned back to him “Can you play ‘Flight of the bumblebee’?”
Yoshiki stared at her, most people would ask to hear a song from S.K.I.N or X JAPAN however if anything he’d learned this girl was not most people. He then gave a small laugh “Sure” he said placing his hands on the keys.
His hands then went into action quickly, dancing across the keys lightly as they had the first night she’d seen him play. They moves fast as ‘Flight of the bumblebee’ enveloped the room.
She closed her eyes listening to the sound the keys made, the sound coming from his fingertips. Suddenly it stopped, “Sorry” came his voice.
She opened her eyes and turned towards the piano. Yoshiki was rubbing his lips lightly, she stared at the motion. “I’m sorry” she said.
He turned in confusion “I’d forgotten about your wrists” she said as she reached over.
She took his hand and began to massage the wrist slowly. Wherever she learned to massage it was good training, because the pain that had been there for several moments before dissipated as she rubbed his wrists lightly. She did it for several minutes. “My wrists are the same” she said “I was writer, a seamstress, and a horseback rider. My wrists got a good workout everyday. Plus I was beginning to drum and play piano. I always said I’d have arthritis by 30. You should take care of yourself.”
She let go and reached for his other hand to repeat the same action for several minutes “You shouldn’t work yourself so hard” she said “It’s important to be healthy. I know I’m not the best person to be giving health advice...however, I don’t want to see you in pain.”
Letting go she looked up at Yoshiki, he was staring at her again. The two gazed at each other for several seconds before Yoshiki leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. It had been so long since she’d felt a man’s lips against hers, his were soft, and war, and skilled. They moved lightly along hers, with just enough pressure. Her hand snaked up his arms and around his neck as she ran her finger into his hair. One hand wrapped around her, neck as the other slipped around her back. Her lips nibbled his bottom one before his tongue slipped into her mouth and massaged hers lightly. Another moan escaped her as she leaned further into him, wishing to be as close as she could, and she found that all her senses magnified by 10. His fingers, his cologne, his breathing, everything seemed at that moment to be the most seductive she’d ever seen a man, and it didn’t help that he acted as if he wanted to swallow her whole...because she wanted him to. But as beautiful as the kiss felt, she had to pull back when she felt she wasn’t getting enough air. She pulled away and rested her head on his shoulder as hers rose and fell with each hard breath, he leaned down and kissed along he cheek lightly, leading to her neck. She leaned further into him when he attacked her with torturous tenderness. His lips moved along her neck, stopping at certain points to nibble before they continued their journey. “Yoshiki” she whispered against his ear.
He didn’t know what had come over him. While he did understand he feeling of lust to keep her as close to him as possible he felt almost confused by the second feeling that accompanied it, a deeper wanting need that told him to keep kissing her. Something deep and almost painful, like he wanted to bury her deep inside him and never let him out. And when she whispered his name against his hear he felt himself stir. “Kaiora” he whispered against her neck.
She was killing him, the need for her was almost too much. Was it because it had been so long since he’d been with a woman that made him lose control at that moment? Was it the softness of her lips, or the way she nibbled his lips forming a perfect sync with his own movements? What was it?
A loud bang pulled the two apart, and they turned to the doors. One door opened slightly as a custodian stuck his head in and viewed the room before stopping at the two ``Sorry!`` he said `His the door with a chair!``
He waved and closed the door.
Kaiora folded her arms and placed them above the keys before leaning down allowing her breathing to slow along with her heart beat. The past few minutes may just have been too much for her. Yoshiki turned to her and watched as she attempted to steady herself ``Are you ok?” he asked gently.
She nodded against her arms “I’m fine” she said breathlessly.
He took his own breath as the events passed through his memory, he then slid a hand through his hair where hers had been moments before. His skin still tingled with the sensation of her touch. He almost anted to reach for her again to continue the session.
“I’m sorry” he said “I...I got a little carried away.”
Taking one more deep breath she leaned up and looked at him as she ran her hands through her hair “It’s okay” she smiled shyly “No harm, no foul.”
He really didn’t know what to say. That was amazing? Let’s do this again? Should we continue in my room? He shook that last one away. While she was getting healthier, he knew she defiantly was lacking strength for that, seeing how kissing him made her completely breathless. That thought brought a smile to his face.
He placed his hand on her back “Should we...go upstairs?”
She sat up and looked at him, and he quickly corrected himself so as not to give her the wrong idea “I meant your friends might be looking for you” he said.
She nodded “Yeah, that might be for the best” she said.
They stood and he helped her down the stairs before continuing towards the door “Yoshiki?”
He turned up “Yes?”
She smiled “Thank-you.”
He couldn’t possibly understand why she would thank him for a kiss and at the same time he had to hold himself back from replying ‘Anytime’. So he nodded with a smile. But he couldn’t sake the feeling that she wasn’t thanking him for that, just like he wasn’t thanking him for the talk on the roof. However he brushed it off as he took her hand and they walked towards the rooms.

“Hey Gackt.”
Gackt looked up from the book he was reading “Yes?” he asked.
“Would you date someone 10 years younger than you?”
Gackt stared at Yoshiki like he just asked him out for a date “What?” he asked.
Yoshiki turned from the window “Well?” he asked.
Gackt looked to be in deep thought about it, “Well, I suppose right now I’d say ‘no’” he replied.
Yoshiki’s hopes fell. “However...when or if I’m ever in that situation my opinion might change depending on the woman I’m with.”
Yoshiki’s hopes rose.
Gackt stared at the elder, he got the strangest feeling at that moment. Like Yoshiki was the younger one asking for advice “Why?” he asked.
Yoshiki’s mind worked faster than most, and he knew not to show his nerves “Just thinking” he said “I mean, I’m turning 43 soon. I’ve never been married. In all honesty I’ve never really thought about it...I’ve worked so hard since I was a child that I didn’t have time for such things. But...as they say, as you get older you begin to think about such things. No one wants to die alone.”
“So where does a woman 20 years younger than you come in?”
“Just weighing the options.”
Gackt smiled “You’ve always been strange Yoshiki-sama” he said.
Yoshiki laughed his friends nickname for him “Don’t call me that” he replied.
Suddenly Miyavi walked in. “Yoshiki?” he called.
Yoshiki looked up at Miyavi “Yes?” he asked.
“Did...I mean...were we...expecting anyone?” the guitarist seemed nervous.
Yoshiki peered down at the papers surrounding him and Gackt then shook his head “No...why?”
Miyavi looked nervously at Gackt, then back at Yoshiki “I...I just saw Mana.”
Yoshiki’s face fell and Gackt’s rose with shock “What?”
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AN: So Yoshiki FINALLY made a move on Kaiora. And now Mana's come into the picture! Actually that's just a personal weird fanasty as I love Mana. And I've never really seen him portrayed as I will be. Not to mention I'd just like to see what he'd be like if him and Yoshiki met. More to come!
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