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How K.Ito met Kurorin	By : Farfarello Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Daisuke Asakura Family Views: 847 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Kenichi Ito or Michihiro Kuroda, this is a work of fiction for fun. No money was made from this, only a vain attempt to get this idea out of my mind.

Chapter List
- 1-How K.Ito met Kurorin
- 2-part 2
- 3-part 3
- 4-part 4
- 5-part 5
- 6-part 6
- 7-part 7
- 8-part 8
- 9-part 9
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Michihiro stepped into the washroom, closing the door behind him and making sure to lock the door. Baba had returned to the studio where the entire band was busy trying out refrains and testing chords. Michihiro left them at it, instead wanting to check on Ito and also get his side of the story. While he trusted Baba would not lie to him about important things, he still just wanted to make absolutely sure that the two guitarists would not jump each other each time he left them alone.

Of course Ito did not hear his approach, too busy with cleaning out the blood spots from his shirt. He had stopped bleeding although he did have a large piece of tissue stuck up his left nostril that just made Michihiro think of smoking the wrong way. At his snicker, Ito looked up and met his gaze in the mirror.

"Uh," Ito said, blinking like a struck lemming.

"Did you walk into Baba's fist or his head?" Michihiro asked, the corner of his mouth quirking up.

Ito snorted and tugged the tissue free. "Both."

"Both," Michihiro replied, leaning back against the door, watching Ito splash water on his face.

"First time, he stopped in front of me and I ran into him and then he slugged me," he said, grabbing a towel and drying off. "I didn't even get a real hit in – man, he must wear baggy clothes for that reason or something."

"Were you fighting about me?"

Ito sighed and nodded, tossing the towel aside and turning around. "Are you going to yell about it?"

"Come here."

He took a deep breath and slowly walked over to Michihiro. Clicking his tongue, he reached up and lightly whacked him on top of the head. He then cupped Ito's face between his hands and kissed to tip of his nose.

"Idiot," he said softly.

He smiled in response, leaning down to kiss him lightly. "Your friend is really protective of you."

"I know," Michihiro said, letting go of his face and resting his head against his chest. After all the activity and the worry, he just wanted to feel Ito breathing against him and feel his arms around him.

He felt him laugh but didn't move, rubbing his face against his damp shirt, smelling smoke and sweat and soap. Sense came to him after a moment or two and he pulled away slowly, looking up at Ito through the fall of his hair and saw an honest smile on his face. Michihiro felt heat rush to his cheeks and he pulled away entirely, clearing his throat and patting down his pockets for his cigarettes.

"So I guess we're staying to finish this session?"

He inhaled and and shrugged. "I thought you were having a sound off with your guitar."

Ito smacked himself in the forehead. "Oh! That's what we were doing! Okay, wanna watch?"

"Only to make sure you won't get cocky."

"Me?"

"Yes. You."

Ito raised his eyebrows and snorted, shaking his head. He leaned over Michihiro, resting his hands on his shoulders. "How about a good luck kiss?"

"How about wait until we go home?"

"But then it won't be a good luck kiss."

Michihiro turned to leave, looking over his shoulder at Ito. "I know."

Ito blinked and then his cheeks turned red as a smile spread across his face. Laughing, he caught the door before Michihiro could close it behind him and followed him out. They headed back to the studio where the rest of the band was stretched out on various chairs, Baba and Katsuragi inside the booth, trying to out-do each other with wailing guitars. Nagai clapped his hands and nodded at the two guitar players.

"I think they're going for the world's worst chord progression," he said. "It enough to make me feel like stabbing my ears out."

Michihiro glanced over at Ito who just picked up his Glimmer and was petting the strings like he was soothing a rather grumpy cat. "Is that all they're doing?"

"Who knows, Kuroda-san. They are just hitting strings."

Ito ran his fingers over his guitar strings, making a quiet hum of sound. Michihiro grabbed an empty chair and took a seat. Ito knocked on the booth's door, peeked in and said something quickly. Next thing all three guitarists were in the room, the noise muted by switching off the overhead speakers. Michihiro leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the table, watching Ito jam and joke around. Then giving a shake of his head, he picked up a handful of notes from the pile next to him.

"What kind of noise are you thinking on laying out?" he asked Nagai. The keyboardist blinked and then took out his notes. Bending over the two sets of notes, he kept an ear on the contest, knowing that whether he lost or won, Ito would still claim he was the best and would love to hear Michihiro's review of his performance.

And maybe he would give it to him. With an idea in mind as to how he would do so, he went to work.

THE END.

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