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Reality	By : deaddesire Category: > Shinya/Toshiya Views: 2520 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Hey, Shinya?”

Shinya looked up from the small dog in his lap to where Toshiya sat at the other end of the couch. They were in the middle of a small break from tours and extensive rehearsal so Shinya had invited Toshiya over to hang out because they hadn’t seen each other in a little while. He instantly regretted this decision, however, when he saw the look on Toshiya’s face.
The look was infamous among the other members of the band. If you got *the look* during a show. . .well, that was acceptable. It only meant that the bassist was about to involve you in some outrageous act of fanservice or something, and that came with the territory. *Off* stage, however, the look probably alluded to far more sinister things. Things you should be worried about.

“What?”

“You still have some of your costumes around, don’t you?”

Shinya stared skeptically at the mischievous look that still graced his friend’s fine features.
“. . .yes.”

“Do you ever. . .you know, wear them out for fun?” Toshiya grinned.

/Well, there was that one time, but. . ./

“No.”

“Great! Well it is a perfect night to start!” he exclaimed, hopping out of his seat and offering Shinya a hand.

“. . .” Shinya blinked at him from his seat. “No.”

“Come on. Please? You know you want to try it!”

“. . .”

“Okay, so you don’t *want* to,” Toshiya rolled his eyes. “But at least come with me,” he pouted. “I mean, who knows what kind of trouble a sexy girl like me could get up to all by her lonesome,” he batted his eyelashes coquettishly.

Shinya stared. He had no doubt to the kind of trouble Toshiya could get himself into if he went out dressed as a girl, all by himself. He made a very convincing, very sexy girl. That, plus the fact that he was. . .Toshiya, made for a potentially lethal combination.

He sighed. “Wouldn’t it be best if you went out with a guy?”

“Well. . .” Toshiya paused. He didn’t know how to break it to Shinya that he wasn’t the most masculine guy in the world. “. . .we’ll have *much* more fun if we’re both dressed up!” he grinned predatorily down at his bandmate.

Shinya sighed, resigned to his fate. He knew there was no talking Toshiya out of something like this once his mind was set. And someone really did need to go with him. He would never forgive himself if something *did* happen.
With this resignation he lifted the small dog from his lap and lead the way to his closet.
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Toshiya was excited. It had been a long time since he had gotten completely dressed up and tried to pass as a girl and he missed the excitement it elicited. Getting Shinya to play along too was just an added bonus.

“Hurry Up!” he called into the bathroom, hoping Shinya could hear him over the running shower. “I need yo tio tighten this!”

He was in the final stages of preparation. They had gone through Shinya’s entire collection of costumes in search of something nice that would fit Toshiya. He ended up settling on a short leather skirt and red corset top (the man owned nothing blue, honestly.) He smirked as he remembered Shinya’s blush when he had asked if he had a pair of frilly underwear to go under the skirt. He did.

Shinya finally stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and gave Toshiya a once over. “You obviously don’t have any boobs,” he asserted as he reached for the fairly simple red velvet dress he had chosen to wear himself.

Toshiya laughed. “Neither will you, I’m guessing. Besides, with legs like these, who needs boobs?” he replied, winking.

Shinya shook his head.

“Err. . .” he held up his dress indicating that he was about to get dressed. Toshiya merely turned around and busied himself with the finalizing touches of his makeup. In the mirror.

Shinya dressed and prepared quickly, not needing much in the way of hair and makeup. And as they were nearly ready to depart, Shinya glared seriously into Toshiya’s eyes. “If you tell anyone about this, especially Die, I’ll find some very uncomfortable places to put some drumsticks,” he threatened.

Toshiya smirked.
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The club was packed. It made Shinya curse Toshiya’s name every time someone accidentally rubbed up against him. Or not so accidentally as the case may be.

Toshiya, on the other hand, was eating it up. They had barely been there five minutes and already numerous men had asked Toshiya to dance. Although he declined, it made Shinya question exactly what it was his friend was hoping to get out of the evening.

They found one of the last available tables located near the dance floor and Shinya sat down.

“I’m going to go get some drinks,” Toshiya called, turning to the bar.

“Leave me here alone and I’ll kill you!” Shinya hissed, but Toshiya was already out of earshot.
He stared down at the table, avoiding eye contact with the numerous people crowded all around him. He had barely made it through half of a song before someone approached.

“Hello, pretty lady.”

Shinya lifted his eyes to see a man roughly his age smiling down at him.

“You here all alone?” he winked.

Shinya emphatically shook his head no as he did not trust his voice not to betray him.

“Aww. Well it’s just not nice to leave such a beauty sitting at a table all by herself. Why don’t you come dance with me?” he offered, moving to place his hand on Shinya’s shoulder.

“Ahem.”

The man’s hand dropped quickly as he turned to see Toshiya glaring down at him holding their drinks.

“Oh, errrr. . .OH! Well, I see this young lady is in good hands, so I’ll just. . .” the man trailed off as he quickly made his way away from their table.

Toshiya laughed as he took his seat. “I’m SO sorry, Shinya!” he teased. “I didn’t mean to scare him off! But I think he thinks you’re a lesbian. . .”

“. . .”
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Shinya had thus far been quite successful in his silent treatment. Although, it had occurred to him that he was being a bit unfair to Toshiya. It wasn’t really *his* fault the skeevy guy tried to pick him up, even if he had dragged him out here in the first place. Nevertheless, Shinya continued to ignore the bassist, who, even after a number of drinks was beginning to get pouty at the lack of attention he was being given.

Toshiya sighed. “Come on, Shinya. You’re being childish.”

“That’s rich, coming from you,” he glared, realizing too late his vow to ignore Toshiya for the rest of the evening.

“Aha!” Toshiya clapped, “he speaks! Now, come dance with me.”

“. . .”

Toshiya stood up, pulling on Shinya’s arm. “Come on! We came to have fun. Dancing is more fun than sitting,” he insisted.

“*I* didn’t come to have fun,” he corrected. “I came to keep you out of trouble.”

“Well, fine. Just imagine how much *less* trouble I’ll in in dancing with you as opposed to dancing with someone else,” he countered.

Shinya sighed but let himself be led on to the crowded dance floor none the less. He was bumped and jostled as the dancers lost themselves in the (bad) techno, but he remained still even as Toshiya began to sway along with them.

“Dance!” Toshiya commanded, pulling on Shinya’s hips. “You’re a drummer, I know you have rhythm!”

Shinya fought the urge to sigh once more and let himself be pulled into wave of pulsating bodies. He wrapped his arms around Toshiya as their bodies fell into synch, pressing closer to avoid the annoying jab of someone’s elbow in his back. The taller man smiled, wiggling his eyebrows teasingly.

They had danced for a while before the atmosphere started to really get to Shinya. The horrible, repetitive beat of the music, the muggy air, the bodies pressing close all around him, the sticky feel of sweat under his velvet dress as his chest rubbed against Toshiya’s. It was too much.

And then someone grabbed his ass.

He yelped and snapped his head back to reveal the man from before winking at him as he danced away. He frowned in annoyance and embarrassment before taking a step back from Toshiya and heading for the door.

He took a deep breath when he finally reached the cool night air, outside. Only realizing he had left Toshiya inside as he came up behind him.

“You okay?” he asked, looking concerned.

“Yeah, just. . .overstimulated,” he reassured, smiling softly.

“Well, it’s still early. Do you wanna go get a drink or something?”

“Milkshake?” Shinya proposed.

“Sure.”

“You paying?”

Toshiya laughed. “Does it look like I have anywhere to hide a wallet in this outfit?” he questioned as he did a little twirl in front of him.

“You owe me one,” Shinya insisted as Toshiya draped an arm around his shoulders and they started off down the street.
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They found a small parlor a few blocks away from the club. It was small and they were surprisingly the only customers, so the made their place side by side in a large round booth by the window.

As it turned out, Shinya did not have as much money as he had previously anticipated so they ended up sharing one vanilla milkshake, much to Toshiya’s dismay.

“Vanilla, Shinya?” he asked with distaste. “It’s just so. . .Gackt.”

Shinya rolled his eyes. “Do you want some or don’t you?” he replied, sipping from his straw. “I surely didn’t see you coming up with an money.”

“Yeah, alright. But honestly, you need to liven up you diet” he accused as he, too leaned in to take a sip.

Shinya grinned, cheekily.

“You know—“ Toshiya stopped as he heard the bell to the shop ding. From their angle in the booth they could just glimpse a girl as she walked in with—Die.

Toshiya snorted as he heard Shinya gasp.

“Totchi! We can’t let him see us! I’ll *never* hear the end of it” he whispered frantically.

“Maybe he won’t recognize us?” he replied, nonchalantly. *He* didn’t really care if Die saw them. In fact. . .

But, Shinya did care, apparently and kicked Toshiya under the table.

“Of course he will! It’s not like he’s never seen us all dolled up before.”

Die and his friend were still at the counter with their backs to them, ordering. But there was no way they could get past them unnoticed and they would definitely be seen if they turned around.

Without so much as a breath of warning, Shinya grabbed Toshiya by the neck and kissed him.

When Die turned towards the booth, he noticed nothing more than two girls in strangely familiar outfits making out. “Get a room,” he mumbled as he and his friend turned to the door and took their milkshakes to go.

Shinya did not appear to have heard him exit as his mouth was still firmly clamped over Toshiya’s, exploring it gently with his tongue. However, after a moment he seemed to regain his bearings and pulled away, blushing slightly.

Toshiya raised his eyebrows. “Aww. Shinya! I had no idea! Well, I mean I always suspected, but. . .” he joked.

Shinya rolled his eyes. “That was close. Die would have teased me for ages, had he seen us!” He stood up to leave.

“I don’t know why you think it would even phase him. We all dress up like this all the time,” he replied before smirking. “Anyways, now you’ve gotten me all worked up, you little tease. You’ll have to make sure I don’t end my night unfulfilled,” he teased, draping himself over the drummer as they headed out the door.

Shinya decided to ignore that last bit. Damn, but Totchi was a wicked flirt. “It’s entirely different,” he insisted. “What we do in lives and photoshoots is completely detached from reality. I mean, if they weren’t, you’d have been buggered by at least half the band by now. Which, I know, you haven’t been. I inquired,” he smirked.

“Well, don’t I feel special . .”
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“Err. . .you can crash here, I guess, if you don’t want to driome,ome,” Shinya offered as he entered his apartment and removed his shoes.

“Hmm. I think I will,” Toshiya affirmed as he removed his own boots and plopped down on the couch as if it were his own. “It’ll be goo sto start rehearsal again next week, ne?” he offered as Shinya sat down next to him.

“Yeah,” Shinya admitted. “I’ve been drumming with my chopsticks so much I sometimes forget to eat.”

“How completely uncharacteristic,” Toshiya smiled back.

They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.

“Hey, Shinya?”

“. . .?”

“Do you really think everything we do for show is really completely irrelevant? All the fanservice an whatnot?”

Shinya thought he knew where this was going and wasn’t sure if he wanted to go there.
“What brought this up, Totchi?”

“I was just thinking how hot that kiss you gave me earlier was,” he joked, grinning widely.

Shinya let out the breath he had unconsciously been holding.

“No, but seriously,” the bassist continued, siting up to concentrate on his bandmate. “I don’t just do it cuz it comes with the territory. I genuinely think it’s a lot of fun sometimes. Like tonight. And sometimes I think I wouldn’t mind. . .” he trailed off, looking down.

“Wouldn’t mind. . .?” Shinya prompted, knowing he would probably regret it. He swallowed as Toshiya caressed his cheek and bent to capture his lips with his own. Shinya stiffened momentarily but soon relaxed into the kiss, opening his mouth slightly to meet Toshiya’s tongue with his own soft caresses.

Toshiya apparently took this as a good sign and used the opportunity to pull himself closer, arranging his legs so he was straddling Shinya’s lap. He smiled into the kiss as he felt Shinya’s arms wrap around his waist, holding him.

“Mmmm,” he nuzzled the drummer neck. “ This. You don’t mind much either do you?”

“I never said I did,” he corrected softly, running his hands through Toshiya’s hair. “I just said that performance and ity ity were different. That doesn’t mean I necessarily prefer them that way. . .”

Toshiya grinned predatorily at the admission and focused his attention on Shinya’s ear, taking the lobe playfully into his mouth. Shinya shuddered slightly.

“Have you ever. . .with a. . .” he whispered lowly, leaving the question unfinished as his mouth worked it’s way down Shinya’s neck, kissing and sucking softly.

“Yes.”

If the bassist was surprised at all, he was too distracted by Shinya’s hands on his thighs to show it.

“Do you. . .want to. . .?” he whispered, resting fully against younger man beneath him.

Shinya’s hands paused at the hem of Toshiya’s skirt and he bit his lip in indecision. He knew there were probably numerous good reasons why he shouldn’t, as the prospect may have crossed his mind before and he had always talked himself out of acting upon it. However, he couldn’t remember any of these potential great reasons right now. And Toshiya was most definitely in his lap. . .

“Yes,” he whispered, barely audible.

But Toshiya obviously heard him because his mouth captured the other’s again in a fierce kiss. Shinya moaned softly at the feel of Toshiya’s tongue and moved his hand to press him closer. Toshiya arched into him as the growing bulge in his skirt rubbed against Shinya’s stomach.

“Bedroom?” the smaller man panted, breaking the kiss.

Toshiya nodded and climbed out of lap. However he did not make it very far before Shinya gracefully leapt off of the couch and into his arms, reinitiating their kiss.

It was in this manner that they slowly made it to the bedroom. Once Shinya lay down on the bed on top of Toshiya, he pulled his mouth away and began trying to unlace the corset while attempting to ignore the hands running up his thighs through the slits in his dress.

“Cut it! Rip it! Just get it off!” Toshiya insisted impatiently.

“No way,” Shinya replied, pausing hork ork to kiss Toshiya on the nose. “I love this corset.”

Soon Toshiya seemed to find that it had been loosened enough because he used his legs to flip them both over and yanked the offending item up over his head, himself. Shinya ran his hands down the newly exposed chest, pinching the nipples lightly before pulling him down for another kiss. Toshiya moaned as he pressed himself closer, feeling Shinya’s erection rub against his own through their clothing.

He quickly moved to get rid of that problem by pulling Shinya out of his dress, yanking it impatiently over his head instead of searching for the zipper. His mouth quickly attached to an exposed nipple, biting at it as Shinya squirmed and panted under him. As he moved to lick the other nipple, his hand worked its way into Shinya’s underwear, stroking the length he found there.

The drummer clutched at his back in pleasure. Toshiya smiled and removed his hand. Instead he slowly pulled the underwear down, releasing Shinya’s erection as he removed them. Eyes raked his naked flesh for only a moment before Toshiya descended upon his cock, kissing the tip sweetly before taking it into his mouth.

Shinya gasped as he felt Toshiya’s mouth surround him and he barely fought the urge to thrust upward, seeking more of the pleasure. He moaned again as he felt Toshiya’s hand grasp the base of his shaft as he alternately sucked and lavished the tip with his tongue.

Toshiya tasted the pre-cum in his mouth and could tell that Shinya was close, so he pulled his mouth away before the drummer could climax, causing him to whine with frustration.

Toshiya was no stranger to frustration himself, as Shinya could tell as he glanced the impressive erection straining against the confines of his skirt. He set out to remedy this problem and began to unbutton it, making sure to unzip it very slowly. He ran his fis sos softly over the bulge that it revealed.

The bassist grinned and stepped back off the bed, letting his skirt fall to the floor. With another look at Shinya sprawled gracefully and erect on his bed, Toshiya stepped out of his last item of clothing.

Shinya smiled as he pulled Toshiya back on top of him. “Gorgeous as ever, Totchi,” he whispered as he wrapped his arms around him and kissed his neck. Toshiya moaned as he pressed their naked bodies closer, rubbing Shinya’s erection against his own.

“Do you havy loy lotion or anything?”

“Middle drawer on the left,” Shinya replied, never ceasing his assault on the older man’s neck.

Toshiya reached for the specified drawer to pull out a half-used jar of lube. He raised an eyebrow at Shinya, but he was otherwise occupied. He took the opportunity to dip his fingers into the slippery substance. Once they were covered, he slid himself down Shinya’s body and surprised the drummer by taking his cock in his mouth once more.

As he was distracted with pleasure, Toshiya gently pressed a well-slicked finger to his entrance and pressed it in carefully. Shinya stiffened slightly, but made no complaint. Toshiya worked his finger around attentively before adding the second. This time Shinya hissed in slight discomfort, but as Toshiya swiveled his fingers, he suddenly bucked up into his mouth with a small grunt. He could tell that Shinya was close so he withdrew his mouth as he scissored his fingers a few more times.

“Okay?” he asked as he removed his fingers completely and covered his own length with lubricant.

“Not if you don’t hurry up I’m not,” he insisted.

Toshiya bit his lip in concentration as he positioned himself at Shinya’s opening. He pushed forward slowly, eyes glued to Shinya’s face to make sure he wasn’t hurting him too much. He stopped when he was all the way in and waited for Shinya to adjust to his size.

“Okay. Move,” Shinya commanded after a moment’s pause.

Toshiya pulled out to the tip before slowly easing his way back in again. He was sweating with the effort it took to not just slam back into him. But he carefully maintained the slow rhythm until Shinya’s hips began to thrust up to meet his own. He groaned loudly and picked up his pace as he lowered one hand to pump Shinya’s erection in time with their thrusts.

Shinya tossed his head back as one particular thrust sent thrills of pleasure throughout his body. Toshiya got the hint and tt agt again in the same manner, moaning himself as Shinya clutched at his back and pulled him deeper.

In one swift move, Toshiya sat back on his knees, pulling Shinya on his lap and causing the drummer to cry out as their mouths met again in a fiery kiss. Toshiya’s hand on Shinya’s cock sped up as he felt the drummer thrusting against him with increased ferocity. The younger man’s hips jerked sharply and he grunted as he released warm liquid over Toshiya’s hand and chest. Toshiya’s other hand clutched Shinya’s ass closer as he too exploded inside of him.

They remained in that position for a few moments as they both regained their breath before Shinya eased himself off of Toshiya, falling back on the bed and letting the bassist collapse on top of him.

“I wouldn’t mind if this was our reality at all,” Toshiya muttered sleepily as he kissed Shinya’s cheek and they both fell asleep.
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