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Your Sins Into Me	By : Tcharlatan Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 1394 -:- 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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“Hakuei… it’s amazing! It’s so huge!”
“Isn’t it, though?”
The apartment they were standing in was a barren thing, cold with fall chill and utterly devoid of life. Some of the walls had spiderweb-thin cracks spanning their surfaces and all of the doors squealed when moved. All of the porcelain fixtures in the kitchen and bathroom were stained the faintest shade of yellow with age and the windows rattled thinly whenever a particularly strong burst of wind picked up outside. But to Kyo – young and hopelessly in love with the man beside him – it seemed full of beautiful possibilities. His mind twisted wildly between want for the place and what it represented, and nervous fear for what it would change in their relationship.
“Haku… we’ve been together for barely more than two months. Are you sure it isn’t a little early to be moving in together?” he wondered softly.
Hakuei wrapped a braid around one finger idly, sighing. “It is a bit fast. But your apartment is a cracker box, and after what happened to your neighbor last week, I don’t want you living in that dump anymore. Besides,” he smirked, wrapping his arms around the blonde’s waist and butting their foreheads together, “I’m selfish, and I want you all to myself all the time.”
Kyo bit his lip, fisting his hands in the front of his lover’s shirt. He wanted this more than anything, but it was fast and apartments in downtown Tokyo were not cheap. “How could we ever afford it?”
“We can make it work, no worries! I can pick up a couple extra shifts at the shop if things get too tight, but between the two of us, we make enough. Come on, Beautiful,” Hakuei wheedled, nudging his nose insistently against the younger man’s, “Move in with me? I want this place to be our home.”
“Home…?” Kyo breathed, closing his eyes.
Hakuei was so sure of himself, so sure of them, the blonde couldn’t help but believe in all of his lover’s bravado. It wasn’t too soon; they knew they were in love, and they didn’t need to waste time pussyfooting around it. It wasn’t too expensive; they both worked and as long as they weren’t wasteful with their money, they would be perfectly fine. This would be their home, where they could relax and be safe and happy together, and nothing would ever go wrong.
Burnt gold eyes snapped open and Kyo looked up at Hakuei with eager determination. “Alright, let’s do it!”
Kyo left the apartment soon after Hakuei went to work on Monday, just to keep himself from going crazy being cooped up all day while his lover was at work. He had filled out a couple more applications already, and called back some places that he’d applied to the previous week, but prospects were looking grimmer every day. No one wanted a bleach-blonde, heavily tattooed, high-school drop out with limited job experience, particularly one that refused to work Friday and Saturday nights. Now, sitting on a park bench watching people walk by with, he closed his eyes and tried to fight off the feeling of impending disaster.
‘I’m so fucked…’
‘At least with the money Shinya gave me, I have a little more time, but…’
‘Goddamn it.’
‘Hakuei’s going to be so pissed.’
‘We’re going to lose our apartment!’
‘We’ll be homeless, and it’ll be my-’
His cell phone rang abruptly and he jumped a little. The number on the screen wasn’t one he recognized, and he wondered bitterly if it was another employer calling to tell him the position he applied for was already filled. He wasn’t completely sure he could handle anymore disappointment. After a moment, he sighed and flipped the device open to answer.
“Hello, this is Nishimura.”
“Hey, Kyo? It’s Kaoru.”
“…Kaoru?
Kyo sat up on the bench, his curiosity piqued. After their trip to the movies the previous Friday, the blonde had spent many of his quieter hours pondering the oddly-intense farewell Kaoru had offered him. The more he had thought about that evening, the more sinister everything seemed. Why had Kaoru asked him so many questions at dinner? Why offer to take him out in the first place? He could still remember dark chocolate eyes staring him down, and the feather-light brush of thin lips over the outer curve of his ear. The memories chilled him. He couldn’t quite figure out if the older man was interested in him in a more-than-friendly way, or if Kaoru was just naturally intense at odd moments. Maybe it was just his personality?
Or maybe he was a creepy stalker, and Kyo was going to be murdered.
“How’d you get my number?” Kyo wondered.
A low chuckle. “Die and I were out drinking last night. He gave it to me.”
Kyo couldn’t really be surprised at that, though he would have to have a few choice words with his big-mouthed friend the next time he saw him. “He would… what’s up?”
“I was wondering, do you have today off, by chance?”
“Yeah… I guess you could say that.” Kyo chuckled a bit, giving in to the pressing need to confess. It wasn’t like Hakuei would ever talk to Kaoru, after all. “I, ah… well I kind of got fired from the tea shop last week. That was why I was throwing up in an alley.”
“Oh, shit, I’m sorry to hear that. Although, I guess it’s good to know that puking on strangers isn’t a regular pastime of yours.”
“I didn’t say that. Either way, I haven’t been able to find a new job yet, so yes, I suppose I have many days off now.”
“Are you up for hanging out? I’m downtown and free, so I thought you and I could go do something.”
“…Like what?”
~*~
~beep, whirr… click!~
“What the-?” Kyo looked up with a confused frown.
Kaoru was tucking a thin digital camera back into his rear pocket with a sheepish grin. “Sorry, couldn’t resist. You look so serious eating your ice cream.”
The blonde blinked and tilted his head, baffled. It was a beautiful day, and the first few flurries of cherry blossom petals were falling. Kyo was reluctant to do anything indoors during his favorite part of the year, so Kaoru had met him in the park shortly after their phone conversation. For spring, the weather was unusually warm, and they’d picked up ice cream from a stall, but Kyo was having trouble keeping his from melting all over his hand. He had been carefully and meticulously licking the treat into a more manageable state when he heard Kaoru’s camera go off.
Kyo narrowed his eyes and pointed an accusatory finger at the older man. “Yeah right. You just need another picture for your stalker shrine.”
“It’ll be a good shot for it, the way you were loving on that thing,” Kaoru responded with a wink.
“Oi!”
Kyo blushed and huffed a bit, but he was smiling. Kaoru in daylight was significantly less creepy than Kaoru at night, and the man was prone to goofy grins when he thought something was particularly funny. Kyo’s previous worries about the man being a stalker seemed silly and paranoid, and he’d all-but dismissed them entirely.
“You’re dripping again,” the older man warned, amused.
“Fuck!” Kyo hissed, trying to catch the mess before it hit his fingers.
“We can go back and get some napkins.”
“I don’t need a napkin!”
“No?”
A wisp of black fell into Kyo’s vision and he looked up, startled to find Kaoru’s eyes mere centimeters away from his own. He froze, air catching in his lungs. This close, he could smell Kaoru’s cologne – something dark and spicy, like burning herbs – and feel the older man’s breath across his face, cold and sweet from ice cream. The blonde just stared, wide-eyed, as a tattooed hand came up and ran a thumb slowly, boldly, over his lower lip and across one cheek. A pink tongue peeked out from behind thin lips to collect the streak of bright green cream from the digit, and Kaoru hummed contentedly.
“What… the…?” Kyo breathed.
“Hmm. Cactus flavor is better than I thought it would be,” the older man observed, turning and continuing his walk along the path. “I’ll have to remember that.”
Kyo stared after the man with his mouth slightly agape, oblivious to the thick streams of cold cream dripping over his hand. ‘He just… ate ice cream off my face. Fuck… is he flirting? With me?’
A sharp spring breeze whisked across the park, swirling a blizzard of cherry blossom petals around Kaoru as he crossed a small wooden bridge. His hair was whipped up into the wind, lashing wildly about his face as he so calmly, so confidently ate his own strawberry-flavored treat. For just a moment, the man was transformed into something impossibly surreal and beautiful, and Kyo could hardly stand to look at him.
‘Fuck…’
“You coming?”
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