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Rapture	By : RussianDoll Category: > Toshiya/Kyo Views: 2363 -:- 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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Here we are! “Rapture!” Finally! A J-rock fic to put up! My first after writing anime so much! This features Dir en Grey, specific pairing ToshiyaxKyo *nudge, nudge, wink, wink* Yummy! So all I have to say now is read and you better enjoy it. Or else I’m hunting you down with a bowl of cereal and a threatening looking potato peeler! …I did write this ages ago…so I hope you like it at least…

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It’s like this almost everytime. Confined to a bus, on our way to another studio or hotel room, or even a concert, I will gaze at them all. True to the eye, they are beautiful, all of them, and lucky me, I get the pick of the crop. Kaoru with his fiery locks of printed purple, draping into his downcast eyes in a dark brown leather jacket and jeans, scanning columns to see if anything has been written about the newest sensation. The newest sensation being Dir en Grey.

Daisuke, also known as Die, in a dark blue t-shirt and black jeans, his little heartstring mouth stretched into the widest of idiotic grins as he poked our beloved drummer in the ribs, not moving quick enough to escape the descending drumstick that fell swiftly on his head. Shinya had previously been practicing the drumbeats for ‘Garden’ on the back of the seat in front of him in his long slightly frilled black skirt and casual wear white top.

Our skilled little Shinya, the youngest of us all. And the most slender. I previously held the record as effeminate member of Dir en Grey but his supple and bouncy curls and vivacious smile soon grew to challenge me. I watch with an amused grin as once again, Shinya’s normally quiet voice snapped at Die to leave him alone and the drumsticks were held up in defensive positions. Die shook his wild tangled mane of ruby locks, dark as the red sky, glistening like jewels. I save the best for last of course.

Turning my gaze away from the beauty and the beast, my eyes fall on our resident sadist. The little warumono, Kyo. His head currently lolling against his shoulder blade wisps of over dyed blonde falling over the smooth forehead to cover his eyelids as he unknowingly dozed under my gaze in his slightly oversized flame print black dungarees. Yes our little monster slept a lot. It was one of his well-known habits. Eat, scream, and throw up blood and then sleep until lunch. But he was so cute. No make-up adorned his profile. Only his piercing’s rested on his lip, marring the immaculate picture of childish perfection.

I smiled vaguely as he made some sort of noise halfway between a snort and a growl and rolled over in his chair, pulling his legs up to his chest and laying his mop of blonde hair on his knees. All of them were a sharp contrast to the bus. The windows were slightly smudged, half Kyo’s fault from pressing his nose against the glass in deformed faces as attempts to scare children and shock parents into states of aghast horror. The carpet on the floor leading from the seats to the door was coated in mud or grains of dirt from previous passengers and the seats were dusty and unkempt. Kyo chose the seat with the most scratches in it as it entertained him to pull out the chair’s stuffing, whereas the rest of us headed for the cleanlier seats.

I gave a half noticeable scowl as Die, who by now had learnt to leave Shinya be for the next half hour, was hovering over the little blonde cutie. Of course, if Kyo had heard me say such things, pronounce me dead now and save time. Kyo hated to be called such adorable names such as ‘cute’ and ‘little’ but it was too damn irresistible to say such to him, a pinch his cheeks if you could get close enough without him biting you.

I snapped out of my reverie as a large hiss sounded and the warumono sat up in his chair, turning around and jumping over the very high backs to tackle Die into the ones behind, little hands wrapped around the red head’s neck “Die, you little fucker!”

I chuckled and shook my head. One may refer to me as ‘not the brightest cookie in the jar’ but they would be incorrect. I’m not completely naïve and I have my moments where Kaoru’s brain is in no way comparable to my own. These moments are rare however. Don’t go thinking I’m announcing I’m smarter than Kaoru. He might get testy.

Flicking a lock of draping blue hair over my shoulder, I paid more attention to the festivities. Even Kaoru had looked up from his magazine whereas our perfect little Shinya, ever the epitome of manners, continued to drum on the back of the chair.

Die was choking and gurgling like a new born baby as Kyo tightened his grip. The red heads protests were cut short however every time Kyo fist tightened over his windpipe and he began battering the little blonde’s hands, making gasping noises for breath. Kyo can be very vicious when awoken without his own doing. I saw this as my cue and stood, jolting a little with the moving bus and pulling Kyo up into my arms by the waist.

“Totchi, let me at the bast-” Kyo’s words were cut short as the bus jerked to a stop and sent me sprawled onto my back in the chair alley, which hurt very much, with a package of blonde fur crashing down on top of me. The world outside the window had stopped moving and a gray building was apparent through the windows. I heard Kaoru attempt to stifle his chuckle as he announced that we were stopping for a toilet break.

I groaned as Kyo began to wriggle on top of me, trying to find at least some way to rearrange his view of the world back to it’s original appearance. I gave a second groan as Kyo brushed my thigh with his jean-clad hip in his attempt to get up. It felt so good. Urgh, little sexy brat!

With Shinya’s hand, he eventually made it to his feet and pushed back his mess of blonde to offer me his own hand, laughing cheekily. I scowled up at him. Kyo was able to stand in his clothes, with the smallest amount of mud to be brushed off his leg, as he had landed on me, whereas I was covered down the right side in the flakes of dirt and mud from the poorly cleaned carpet. I sent a quick glare to the drivers seat to notice that he had already departed. Down my black miniskirt and feminine blue blouse, even down my thigh stockings, were streaks of brown.

“I told you, you should have just left me to kill him. Sorry bout that Totchi.” I nodded and winced at Kyo’s last comment as my abdomen exploded with a dull throbbing pain. He would pay for it, believe me. The sorry sounded less than sincere.

“If I start bleeding out my ass Niimura-” I scolded. Die slapped me in said vicinity and finished the sentence with something more than crude “Then we’ll know he really is a girl. It’s when the PMS starts that you’ve gotta run”

“You better run Ando Daisuke” I turned around and charged him as he leapt out of the bus door and disappeared inside the building. Scowling with mock playfulness I followed. Inside were a few shops and I knew that immediately, Kaoru’s voice would pop into my head with his ‘No shopping’ lecture. I was reminded of it everytime, but now it was automatic and just resounded in my head without him being there at all.

“Toshiya, you know very well that your effeminate shopping syndrome cuts down our budget and that you spend a majority of your time doing it anyway. We are not going to get back on the bus at eleven o’clock at night this time; we are going to leave on schedule. One bathroom break, maybe a cigarette and then it’s back on the road. Do you understand?”

I muttered a barely audible “Yes Kaoru-sama” to myself and followed the blue signs to the toilets. How could I even think about shopping for brand new clothes to replace the muddy ones that I was wearing due to Kyo’s feral instincts. Hey, that’s not a bad idea. I quickly squashed that idea as my mental Kaoru scolding came to mind and headed on to the toilets.

It wasn’t as bad as I’d have thought. The sinks were fairly clean; well… they were white at least. The taps were a little rusty and the soap dispensers with full of liquid pink soap that dripped onto the cold-water tap. The urinals though, as I turned around, could not have been worse. It was evident that the people that used them did not infact wash their hands. I turned away with an upheaval from my stomach at the sight and pushed open a cubicle door, making my way inside and closing it slowly to sit on the toilet seat and think happy thoughts to drain my head of such a disgusting sight. They were yellow tinted for Kami-sama’s sake. And I’m not about to go into detail about the wet floor beneath them either. Disgusting.

I was about to stand and make my way back out to the sinks to at least attempt to clean off Kyo’s mess when I heard the distinct creaky sound of an opening door that led inside the male bathroom and was about to bury myself back into the domains of the cubicle due to embarrassment of being seen in such dirty clothes when a familiar voice rang out.

“Pink? They gave us pink soap? Are they insane?”

Ah, the warumono. A sadistic grin was spread over my face, I was sure, at this discovery and I opened the cubicle just enough to see the little scowl of the blonde in the mirror at he stared at his pink filled palm. The disgust in the look was undeniably the look of an eleven-year-old child forcing down brussel sprouts. Endearing.

I formulated a plan. He would pay for falling on me like that. And he would pay for making me groan like that. I was the tease here. And he would pay for ruining my clothes. Does he have any idea how much these are worth? Well, I’ll just have to make it clear to him ne?

Opening the cubicle wider, noticing that his warm chocolate eyes were focused on cleaning his hand of the despicable pink dispensary soap, rather than my predatorial reflection in the bathroom mirror. I stifled a laugh at the joy of the hunt. Tiptoeing carefully in my flat sandal heels, I closed in on the tiny vocalist. He gave a small ‘Hn’ of victory when he had rid himself of the soap which fast turned into a yelp as I fastened one long slim arm around his waist and passed my hand over his mouth.

I heard the muffled noise of an ‘Oi’ behind my hand and tightened my grip as he attempted to bite me. Poor little Kyo. He was about to raise his eyes to the mirror when I spun around and carried his little pint sized figure into the cubicle I had previously plotted in. Dropping him to his feet, which had just begun to kick out at me, I quickly turned and locked the door, leaving us in a small confined space. He turned around, about to chant out some childishly overused swearwords when he noticed who I was and started to say something when I trapped him up against the cubicle wall and smirked at him.

“You ruined my outfit, Ko-ko-chan” He was about to splutter at the indignity of my pet name when I silenced him by bruising his lips in a fierce kiss. Pulling away quickly I heard his masochistic mew at the loss and smirked again “I don’t like having my wardrobe sabotaged, do I now Kyo?” He shook his head and squirmed slightly. I pushed him against the wall harshly, using my body to keep him there and he groaned in pleasure. My little self-harming warumono. Pain is pleasure for him. Might as well oblige the little puppet.

Pushing away, I took a seat on the toilet lid and I gave him an opportunity to run though even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to unlock the door before I pulled him back and teased him more. He would want it eventually. His eyes had the fight or flight look in them and I wasn’t sure if he would chance turning around to escape or not. He shrugged and came forward, parting his legs to straddle my lap as I hitched him up so that our hips met and wasted no time pulling him in for another kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth and claiming it.

He nipped at my tongue slightly and I pulled back “What?”

“No fair Totchi, you didn’t even let me play!” His little pout had me smirking yet again. Clasping my hands around his hips where he wriggled, attempting to get off of me but to no avail as I held him tightly in my lap, he began to growl, “Totchi, let me out”

“No, Ko-ko-chan, you ruined my clothes, so now you’ll indulge me” He turned to glare at me and I snatched his mouth again, pushing my tongue back into his mouth and though he tried to partake in it, I forced him back down, rocking my hips against his steadily, he gave a small moan. His voice was so wonderful to hear. I wondered briefly how good it would sound, him screaming my name.

His hands though were not that virtuous as they slipped down where they shouldn’t be. We were only in the first stages of foreplay! Did he not know the word ‘patience’? I slapped his hands and he managed to slip off my lap, rushing to the door and fiddling with the lock “If I don’t get to play then no one does!”

I stood swiftly and slamming one hand against the slightly opened door I whispered silkily “Well aren’t you a little serpent tongue, my spoilt one” Bending down I slithered up his body as tightly pressed as I could while he was pinned to the door and slid my tongue up his neck where he shivered “Spoilt is your word Totchi not mine” I gave a sly smile. Ah, yes, the joys of having whatever you wish and right now, I desired the warumono.

I made this evident, tickling his bare biceps with my fingers as he struggled only half-heartedly against me, as if he wanted me to catch him. Sliding my left hand under the clasp of his dungarees he began to whimper. It was also, very staged as it had a growling edge to it, as if the predator who had become the prey was now, neither or both. He was near submissive yet still determined. It was delicious.

Unclasping the buckle on the overgrown black outfit, I let the over shoulder strap fall off the skin as I brushed it with my lips. He tasted sweet, like sugar, with a slightly tangy taste. I inwardly laughed at the thought that he was my new spicy flavoured pocky stick.

My other hand worked of its own accord, sliding up to take care of the other strap as I took a playful nibble of his small expanse of neck, leading down to his nipple where I savoured it like a boiled sweet. Kyo flavour of course. He mewled under my spell and this made me smile more, his writhing body, moving as much as possible in its closed off exits. When I was sure he was begging for more, I left him completely and back off to my original position on the toilet seat.

I was patient, that gleaming look telling him to escape just about vanished and within moments, maybe even minutes, my breath came out in silent unnoticeable relief as he relocked the door with a sly grin and sauntered towards me in his own graceful way, slipping his dungarees down to hang precariously off his hips, one slight nudge could send it toppling to the floor.

As soon as he reached me, I hungrily grabbed out at him, my mouth locking onto his hipbone and sucking gently and then slightly harder. His hands fastened on my hair and I knew how close I was to that special anatomic part of him that needed my utmost undivided attention, yet ignoring it.

Brushing my hand down, I took note of how long he would probably last. Judging by how hard he was underneath my hand, I figured not long, as his breathing was laboured and his eyes were glazed as my sucking on his hip was an undeniably mega turn on.

I brushed him through the denim never the less and his groan was so loud I almost feared everyone in the vacinity would hear it. Ah, screw them. I’m having fun. He pushed and pulled at my blouse until I relented and let him pull it over my head and his eyes fell lower to my skirt as he dropped to his knees and heard my moan at the loss of his oh-so-juicy hip.

I was about to protest at him taking charge until he obediently slid a hand up my skirt to push it back and reveal the top of my lacy thigh high stockings. Leaning towards me, his teeth caught the effeminate cloth and began to tug them sexily down my legs, his fingers tracing light touches, following them down.

I leaned back against the toilet and watched him, with the eyes of a dominatrix, as he completed his task and knelt before me, hoping I was pleased, his eyes begging for release. I obliged. I figured he deserved a treat for being so submissive. I wanted him to be more appreciative though, to show how he felt. Lifting him to his feet, I hauled him up onto my hip and sat him on the water tub above and behind the toilet before sitting backwards on the seat and muttering up to him “Sing to me”

Yanking down the dungarees I gave a smug smirk of satisfaction “Ko-ko-chan? Can you not afford underwear?” He shrugged “I never know when I’m gonna be seduced so, might as well not wear ‘em” The last syllable was raised to an exceedingly high pitch as I licked the tip of ‘Ko-ko-chan Junior’ tasting the small drop of caramel flavoured pre-cum that had gathered there.

Clutching his hands into my hair, he pulled at it but it didn’t hurt, no, I was too enveloped in activities to notice. Kyo was much to eager, or much to desperate for release though as he attempted to thrust into my mouth. I pressed his hips back against the wall and continued to pleasure him, slowly, but surely, teasing him out and listening to the purrs of need thrumming from his throat. Those sexy noises almost made me climax right there and then. I held it back even though it made me uncomfortably and painfully hard. Damn the sexy little beast!

I’d eventually had enough of the teasing and drew him, temptingly into my mouth hearing ecstatic cries echoing in the tiled bathroom as they bounced off the walls. I deep throated him, swirling my tongue over his entire shaft and licking and nipping as I drew out and plunged it back in again. He sounded so tasty as well as being so, with those moans, half childish, half grown man. Such an exotic mix. I wanted him all.

Lifting my fingers to his mouth, he released my hair as I took him into my hot wet cavern again and clutched them, closing his own lips around them and matching my rhythm with my fingers in his own mouth. Before long, I pulled my digits back and slowly forced the first one inside him. The wail that followed sounded somewhat like a lyric he’d sing in one of our songs. I’m too high to notice which right now but I’ll be sure to think about it later. Maybe. Wriggling my finger while focusing on his oral pleasure, I pressed another one in to join it as he panted out my name arching against the wall.

“Tot-chi! Please! Finish it! More!” Flinging his arms out he scratched at the wall, digging his fingers in and raking at the tiles. “Toshiya!” He gave a final cry as he came and I swallowed every drop of it, savouring the taste that was uniquely him. No other words can be used to describe his flavour so I might as well not try as I was too far into the stages of lust that I couldn’t bear to think right now.

My fingers were still pumping in and out of him, stretching him as he bathed in the hazy glow of the aftermath of orgasm. His face looked truly beautiful in that state. Exhausted, and sated, and extremely sexy. It was so alluring I almost lost my concentration just to sit back and watch the childish wonder on his face. Withdrawing my fingers I sucked at the one by one. He tasted so delicious.

Rising from the toilet I took note of my own throbbing need and pulled him up from the water tank. He instinctively wrapped his legs around my waist whimpering at the friction as I hitched up my skirt and pressed myself at his entrance. Tiredly he blinked at me “You tell me off for lack of underwear! Hypocrite!”

“I never told you off for it sweetie…” That woke him up with a start, he was about to give a savage glare but I pushed in to the hilt at that precise moment and drew all his attention from my nickname. He screamed with a fierce venom that made me shudder with pleasure. It didn’t hurt him much I’m sure but he has a tendency to be vocal. Burying my head into his shoulder I gnawed at the flesh while pressing in and out of him slowly. “Kyo, your so tight, and little”

I felt him bite me viciously at this comment and I winced and drove into him full force out of shock and he screamed again “Totchi be careful for fucks sake. The other’s will notice if I can’t walk you know!” I kissed him fervently to shut him up and he battled back with his tongue all the while thinking ‘The bastard bit me! That’s it!’

Holding him up with one hand, I pressed him up against the cubicle wall again and thrust into him again, driving deeply and as his relaxed fingers on my shoulders tightened painfully I winced. It was as I screwed my eyes shut form the tightness of his body and the feeling of the half crescent nails digging into my flesh that I heard a dazed moan.

Glancing up I saw his head lolling back against the cubicle wall, baring his very pale and slender throat. I realized that I had found that one spot that could make my little Ko-ko-chan see stars. Angling myself, I aimed for it again, brushing it with a direct aim as his vocals became louder. Even without his body being so small, I would feel myself reaching my peak because of those little hisses and growls he produced when in states of passion. I would probably have an orgasm every practice now.

Slipping my free hand between us I found his once again, very erect organ pulsing in my hand as I began to jerk it in time with my movements. I could hear the cubicle rattling around us. How old was this thing?

He groaned louder into my mouth as I won him over and traced the inside of his cavern with my tongue. This warumono was mine. I declare ownership over Niimura Tooru. Pressing into him again with such force I felt him fall backwards was when I noticed that the cubicle wall had given way and fallen into the stall next to it.

As we collided with the floor I was pushed deep into him and he screeched with a clarity so sharp that I was sure my eardrums burst as he came again, in sync with me deep inside him and I lay half on top of him, trying to regain my breath.

“Fucking wall,” He muttered before yawning. I shook him as I sat up. “Kyo! We have to get back to the bus. Kaoru said-” He smirked in his sleep dosed state “Fuck Kaoru”

I shook my head “Nope, you’re all I need Ko-ko-chan” I stretched “Besides, what could possibly match a first round with Niimura Tooru!” He slapped my ass at that comment “The name is Kyo. K-Y-O! Kyo!”

“Okay!” Sitting up I heard his soft whine as I pulled out of him and his muttering of ‘Shit this is going to hurt tomorrow’ made me grin flirtatiously and he pressed his hands over himself again. “Totchi stop smirking at me. I’m getting horny again!”

I couldn’t help it. He looked so edible and in that moment, so vulnerable that I wouldn’t mind sating him if he did suddenly pop back up again. I quickly shook my head and averted my eyes and turned my back on him to search through the debris of our, may I say it ‘love-making’. I felt a hand descend on my ass and I yelped, swinging around to glare at him “What!”

“Toshiya!” He gestured to his now growing cock again and I gave a lecherous grin “I told you to not turn me on and here you are waving your ass at me!”

“I can’t help it if I’m fuckable” I sniffed and turned my back again, attempting to cover myself, which wasn’t easy as Kyo checked for signals of other people and sauntered out to the cold water tap to ‘make the puppy stay down’. I laughed at that thought and he scowled at me.

“Something funny?”

I shook my head and lowered my eyes to the floor again, pulling pieces of plastic out of my way “Damn, where are my stockings?”

Kyo gave a small grin “I ate them”

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Rushing out of the shopping center in a messed up version of myself, my hair in disarray, my clothes still stained with mud and my stockings with teeth holes in them, we managed to make it back to the bus. Kyo was more in shape that I was.

His hair was slightly mussed and his eyes only slightly open giving him a doped child’s features. His lips were graced into a bare smile and nothing concealed the love bite that I had given him that was brightly flaring on his neck for the entire world to see. The big one on his hip though was well hidden. I congratulated myself on being so clever.

Nonsense. The hip was purely instinct. We received another long lecture from Kaoru about punctuality before he asked us what we were doing. I was about to think of an excuse when Kyo spoke up with devious grin while reaching out to grasp my waist and press me close to him “We were fucking in the toilet cubicles! What do you think we were doing oh great Leader Sama?”

Kaoru turned bright red before he shook his head “Sometimes you tell some downright stupid lies Kyo. Now get your Asses on the bus and let’s get on with this yeah?” I walked past him with Kyo dragging me by the hand, a disbelieving look on my face. Die had laughed at my expression but I got over it.

So we sat down, we endured teasing from Die and curious glances from Shinya. We endured the lecture from Kaoru and everytime he looks up at myself and Kyo sat on the same seat, realization is slowly dawning on his face and it makes me laugh everytime he shows it.

He knows Kyo told no lie. He can see it in the way my fingers are tracing patterns over Kyo’s love bite as he sleeps against me. The way Kyo moans in his sleep. Sexily recurring dreams about our playtime in that malls toilets.

Maybe we should visit again sometime.

Maybe next time we should corner Kaoru.

Oh the possibilities.
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