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Asian eyes	By : TokioAngel Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Linkin Park Views: 1299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Linkin Park. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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“Hey Mike” Doug called out to the handsome man sitting beside him in the car, his dark eyes passing over the emcee’s features quickly, trying not to stare too much, as that could be dangerous since he was driving. “Yeah” Mike said his dark voice a little worried his friend might crash if he keeps looking at him every time he’s going to say something.
“How do you feel about…” the driver stopped himself from saying what he ached to say.
An intersection, the car slowed down momentarily as there were other cars waiting for the green light.
“About what?” Mike asked dubiously, not really aware of Doug’s nervosity.
“Pizza” Doug finally states when the car had stopped completely. Mike looked at his friend now who finally met his gaze. The two males were without doubt very attractive, thin but with slightly muscular bodies under those clothes and the fact that they were both half Japanese had scarcely escaped anybody.

“I’m OK with pizza” Mike replied casually.
Doug chewed on his lower lip cursing himself in his head as the car rolled on for even thinking of approaching this man in such conditions, in middle of traffic and right out of the blue. No that would definitely not be the right time to say anything. All though in Doug’s opinion it was bleeding obvious that there was something between them, something much like sexual tension. Or it was just Doug having the tension, he wasn’t actually so sure Mike had felt that. Mike was like an impenetrable shield, and so he thought maybe it was just him who desired Mike in such a way. He had no idea that Mike wasn’t actually aware of his affections, and even though it felt like Doug wanted to say something to him he figured he’d get it out sooner or later. Just what he wanted to say Mike knew nothing about.

They arrived at Doug’s place and the guys got out of the car and into the house. Mike seated himself on the couch as usual and Doug went for the phone to call after a damn pizza that he so stupidly suggested after considering the circumstances. He asked Mike what he wanted on it, phone in hand and ordered it right away. Doug found his friend had already begun taking a look around going through Doug’s CD’s. “George Michael?” Mike raised an eyebrow looking amused and bewildered at the same time. Doug relished at the fact that Mike looked so cute when he was confused, actually Mike always looked cute. The guy would have to have a bag over his head not to look cute and even then he could just turn around and look, a cute ass.

“Yeah, George Michael is good, what you dissin’ my taste in music, hu?”
Mike laughed softly, such a deep voice turning Doug on, slightly. But he was forced to break into a smile at seeing the second guy’s handsome face turn into an ice-melting grin. The guy just had the most amazing smile the world has ever known. And anyone who’s ever seen Mike has to admit he’s got those beautiful, thick and sensual lips going on for him.
“So what was it you wanted to talk about?” Mike asked still smiling a bit over the George Michael cd. Doug acted as if nothing had happened, as if he’d never been attracted to Mike. As if he didn’t masturbate secretly over him, as if he hadn’t wanted to see him for SO long and as if it didn’t bother him that they rarely ever have time to meet. He envied the other Linkin Park-ers secretly for spending almost every hour of the day with Mike, and yes he pushed that aside too acting like Mike didn’t evoke some deep passion in him.
Mike on the other hand was too busy thinking of music, events and how he would get his friend to open up as he clearly had something weighing on him, but not wanting to tell.
“Nah, it was nothing special. I didn’t think we needed a special reason to hang out.”

Mike tuned serious “Yeah, I guess you’re right” he really wanted Doug to open up to him “but” he continued “didn’t you say there was something you needed some help with? A track?”

Now Doug felt stupid, yes he recalled he had asked him about the track that needed some cool samples and he knew Mike was great at that so he’d thought when he had called up Mike on the phone that he’d combine work with pleasure. But having slight problems with memory or being able to focus on anything else than his feelings for Mike when he was around he’d forgotten he ever asked.
All though NOW his memory was painfully clear.

“Eh, yeah” he said hesitantly “shit I feel so stupid, yes of course! There’s this song I wanted you to hear. Tell me if it sucks or if there’s something cool you can do with it” he said knowing Mike would know exactly what he wanted to hear from the track. Picking up his guitar rather nervously since the lyrics in the song were about his feelings towards Mike, he sat himself at a safe distance from him. Mike just smiled contentedly and listened. Doug smiled back secretively loving the fact that Mike never knew this song was about him.

// Strange this realization
that you weren’t meant for me
I’m sitting here
Thinking I shouldn’t think this
Wish you were near
Knowing I shouldn’t wish it, but
My life was never enough
You’re much more than you seemed
You take away the pain
You’re the reason I sing

And I never thought you would not be here…

The sun could never shine
As brightly as your eyes
Can’t believe it took so long
To let myself realize, that

All I ever think of
All I ever lived
All I ever dreamed of
Was that you’d be near
All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
Was that you’d be here
Right here with me

Strange this realization
That you weren’t meant for me…//

He ended the song, looking up at Mike realizing he had been closing his eyes almost all of the time.

“Doug, that did not suck” he informed his friend “what’s the title?” Mike asked.

“For You” Doug said both implying sneakily and naming the title.
“Really, who’s it about?” Mike asked his curiosity clearly getting ahead of himself and he regretted asking when seeing Doug’s stricken face.
“Um, no one special..” he got for an answer.
Mike made an amused smirk at the lie. “No one? For you to sing it with such feeling and intensity it must be someone VERY special” he said and really regretted asking that as well knowing he was putting Doug in a position he didn’t want to be in, he didn’t want to force the guy to open up to him. Doug was hurt and Mike felt such guilt for agonizing him.

“It doesn’t matter who it is” Doug replied trying to smile unsuccessfully. “I wrote this song a long time ago” he’d continued. Mike was blinded by his own faults and insensitivity that he didn’t notice that the guy wasn’t really that hurt, just a bit thrown off.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay” Doug interrupted him actually smiling honestly and coming closer to Mike closing the distance between them. “Don’t worry about it, you had the right to ask”

“No, no I didn’t and I didn’t mean to stir up…”
Doug placed his hands on Mike’s shoulders and shook him once lightly. “It’s all right” he smiled, realizing oh, gods he was touching Mike, let go, let go! His mind pleading with him, his body not listening. Mike wasn’t surprised of the gesture that his friend made to make him see that he needn’t apologize any longer. But when looking into his friend’s dark seductive eyes he was beginning to wonder what was going on inside the dude’s brain. The eyes were mystical and all though they looked confidently at him he could detect some sort of pain lying inside. He studied mystery-man’s face and thought him to have lips that were perfection defined. They bended so perfectly and he had a lower lip pout, just a little but very sweet. His hair was cut short to a Mohawk and it accentuated his features better. Maybe he’d infuse him in one of his paintings one day?

Doug removed (after a bit of a battle between mind and body) his hands from Mike’s shoulders and sought to answer the door. Pizza had arrived, ah maybe pizza wasn’t such a bad idea after all. Talking casually over food made both of them more at ease and the two guys spent the rest of the afternoon talking old memories and recent events. None of them could remember the last time they had felt so normal, like the good old days. Now they were so busy they hardly ever had time for friends and spent most holidays with respective families.

Mike jumped out from his seat when looking at his watch and said he had to be going and Doug followed his guest to the door, resisting the urge to kiss him goodbye Doug hugged his friend and marvelled at the surprising softness and warmth of Mike’s body against his own for just that small moment.

“I’m gonna call you about that track, so as soon as you can we can start working on it, all right?” Mike finished his sentence on his way out.
“Oh, and Doug?” he asked turning around flashing a small but sweet smile at him.
“Yes?”
“I think the song is awesome, it’s one of the best you ever made. I can feel the authenticity of every word” and with that he walked away before Doug could even thank him.

Pity he had to leave so soon. All though he wasn’t entirely displeased when watching Mike leave, seeing the man even if only seeing him walk away was always pleasurable.
Doug smiled naughtily closing the door thinking; ‘Damn, I’m gonna have to seduce Mike, I don’t care if he pleads with me no to- but he wants to be seduced, weather he knows it or not.’

(End Chapter one, see what happens in chapter two will Doug get what he wants?...hehehe...)

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