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Bitter Sweet	By : destiny1989 Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > the GazettE Views: 1668 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of the GazettE. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Gazette - Bitter Sweet
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The Reita/Ruki side story to "I wanna have your babies.
Warnings: retardedness, smut, drama, more smut, fluff at the end
Pairings: Reita/Ruki; mild Aoi/Kai
Pre Notes: LONG ASS ONESHOT HERE PEOPLE!! *ahem*

The practice room was quiet. That is, if you ignored Uruha’s laughing that made him sound like a giraffe in heat and Kai’s pleas of ”Stop! Slow down! Warn me beforehand, at least!” toward Aoi from the hall. But if you were Ruki and Reita, trust me, you would ignore these sounds without too many problems.

When a little pink fairy gave life to the statue known as Reita once more, he blinked and looked around the room as Uruha’s “mating call” flooded his ears. What was wrong with the picture? The usual peeling of paint off the walls, the same dust prints in the intricate shapes of shoes on some God forsaken chairs but something was off. The pink fairy came back because she realized she forgot to give Reita’s mind back too. With a flip of her wand Reita knew what was wrong. No Ruki. ”Way to go, Sherlock!" he scolded himself.

Not bothering with Uruha who seemed to gasp like he was choking, Reita left the room and started looking for the vocalist, not wanting to see the studio become a collateral victim in a potential Ruki – Aoi war, although he would be glad to see Ruki hand Aoi his balls back to him. A truly great sight to see. But now he had to find the blond.

After an hour of searching (time in which he had bumped into Aoi who said Kai declared practice over and they all could go home) he still hadn’t found Ruki and it was already dark. He knew the vocalist hadn’t left after checking the parking lot to see if his car was still there and it was. He hoped Ruki hadn’t walked home. He did that only when he was really upset and Reita didn’t see why he would take to heart Aoi’s teasing.

Only one place left to look: the roof. Reita was doubtful he would find Ruki there because the small man wasn’t fond of the place. But surprise surprise! There he was.

“Ruki? Have you been up here since The Aoi?” Yes, they had named Aoi’s outbursts. Although they weren’t so rare to be considered marking phenomena, they were totally unpredictable, something that made them demand respect. Hence, the naming.

“Hey, Rei-kun. Yeah. I’ve been trying to think.”

“I bumped into Aoi a while ago and he told me Kai said we could go home.”

Ruki mm-ed absentmindedly and continued looking over the crowded streets of Tokyo. He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked to the side, Reita watching him worriedly.

“What’s wrong? Did what Aoi say bother you that much? I mean, sure, it was unexpected but it’s sort of his trade mark. Remember how he used to flirt with Uruha? Oh man, bad mental images!” He covered his face with his palms and leaned on the railing muttering to himself.

Ruki looked at him and smiled at the different memories of Aoi flirting with Uruha off-stage and off-camera. The first time, Uruha looked like a constipated Care Bear, the second time he tried to use his guitar as a baseball bat, the third time he told Aoi he’d use Kai’s drum sticks to castrate him (that was why Kai started taking his precious drum sticks everywhere he went, and I mean EVERYWHERE) and beginning with the forth time he started to play along. Aoi soon gave up, seeing he no longer could make the other guitarist practically shit his pants every time he breathed in his ear. Play along and maybe he’ll go away. Ruki had to hand it to Uruha for coming up with that “genius” strategy all by himself.

Reita looked up at Ruki with the same worried expression, not getting an answer to his previous question. Many might think it was rhetorical but he really expected an answer. So sue him.

Seeing Ruki so quiet and solemn made the worry flow like tsunamis from him. “Ruki… What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m just thinking.”

“About the Easter Bunny?! Come on, I’m not as stupid as people think I am.” Reita was starting to get impatient. He got the distinct feeling Ruki didn’t trust him with his feelings and that hurt him a little. He thought they were like family.

“Okay, it is about what Aoi said.” Ruki’s voice got more hushed with each word and Reita would have probably needed a hearing piece to be able to make out the vocalist’s words. He was satisfied with just leaning a lot towards said vocalist to understand.

With a heavy sigh he turned Ruki around, put his arm over his shoulders and began walking them toward the door. “Don’t let the dork get to you. Come on, I’ll drive you home. You can get your car tomorrow.”

Reita helped Ruki get all his things from the practice room and put them in his car and went on their way.

The car was enveloped in a comfortable silence until Ruki turned on the radio and a very pleasant flute and soft piano filled the car. Then the voice of a woman started singing and despite her soothing voice, Ruki’s face fell a little – it was English. That meant not being able to fully enjoy the song because his entire concentration would have been taken by trying to understand the lyrics.

Before giving up and blocking out the song he thought he heard Reita muttering something. He checked. He blinked. He checked again. He blinked again. He picked in his ear to make sure he heard right. Sure as day comes after night, Reita was singing along with the song. ”Reita is singing an English song. And he’s not off tune. Plus, he’s singing along with a woman who clearly attended at least one music school.” Ruki was looking stunned at Reita. Sometimes the bassist never ceased to amaze him.

“I really like this song and the band. I know it’s weird for me to be singing in English.” he informed Ruki with a slight smile.

“It’s just surprising. I could tell by the look on your face that you really like it.” Ruki replied, with a smile of his own.

The rest of the journey was filled with idle chatter and soon enough they had arrived at Ruki’s apartment, Reita helping the vocalist with taking all his stuff out of the car.

“Is this everything?” he asked and gave a big yawn, not bothering to hide it.

“Yeah, that’s it. Um, Reita, do you want to spend the night? I mean, you’re really tired and it’s late. I don’t think you should be driving.” Ruki stated looking at Reita with a mix between concern, seriousness and something else the bassist couldn’t exactly pinpoint.

“I’ll be fine…”

“I got coffee. Or would you prefer some hot chocolate?” Ruki asked with a slight smirk.

“That’s playing dirty! Taking advantage of a person’s sweet tooth and when they’re sleep deprived no less! You fiend!” They both laughed and went up to Ruki’s apartment.

A few cigarettes and two mugs of hot chocolate each later, Reita was in Ruki’s kitchen talking to the vocalist while the shorter man washed the mugs.

“I better be on my way and let you get some rest.” the bassist said looking at the clock on the kitchen wall and saw it was 11.

Ruki finished at the sink, took a cloth and started wiping his hands on it while walking towards Reita. “Rei-kun, I was serious when I said you could spend the night.”

“You’re trying awfully hard to make me stay. Is there something you want to tell me, Ruki-kun?”

Ruki didn’t notice the smirk playing on Reita’s face after saying that because he immediately looked down and walked a few paces away to hide the blush that erupted on his face. “I… I just don’t want you driving with being as tired as you are.” Then he heard Reita chuckle.

“Relax, I was kidding. What Aoi said got you really riled up, huh? Don’t worry so much, you’ll get wrinkles and grey hairs. But seeing as you’re right, mind if you spare the couch?”

Ruki calmed down a little and turned toward the bassist. “You’re my guest. I’ll take the couch.” But Reita silenced him.

“Have you looked at yourself? You say I’m tired but you have bags under your eyes. Besides, I like your couch. It’s a lot more comfortable than my bed.” They both laughed at the little comment and went to get everything ready.

***

Reita was waiting for Ruki in the living room. The vocalist said he would bring him a pillow, a blanket and some clothes to sleep in. But Reita’s mind was elsewhere. Actually, it was still on Ruki but for a different reason. This was first time in history when one of Aoi’s comments made Ruki so uncomfortable and Reita was feeling a bit giddy. He shook his head mentally slapping himself for feeling like a high school kid with a crush. He then decided to test a theory.

Ruki returned with what he promised and the sight was memorable. ”Damn, why don’t I have my camera?!” Reita cursed in his mind. The vocalist was practically hidden behind the mountain of belongings, swaying a little like a drunkard with uncertain steps, trying not to fall.

Once he reached the couch he dropped the pile. He handed Reita the clothes he had chosen with a huff (probably because the bassist didn’t help him at all), fluffed the pillow a bit too violently and didn’t even bother with the blanket.

Now was the time to act. Reita took Ruki’s hands in his startling the vocalist, who looked at him with wide eyes. He wanted to say something but he just opened and closed his mouth, making him look like a fish out of water. Reita kept calm and didn’t laugh at the hilarious picture Ruki was and looked into his eyes.

“Ruki, I expect you to tell me the truth. And no half statements. Why are you so upset about Aoi’s comment from earlier? And please, don’t beat around the bush.”

Ruki looked down and kept quiet. He wanted to take his hands back but Reita tightened his grip. “I… I…”

“Unless you really feel that way…” he let his words drift.

Ruki just kept looking down and was quiet.

Reita let go of his hands and cupped the vocalist’s face, bringing his gaze up and brought their lips together in a short kiss, tasting the bitter sweet remnants of the hot chocolate from before. “I’ll take your silence as a ‘yes’.” He said with a smile, looking into Ruki’s confused eyes. “You don’t have to say it. Just nod, blink once for ‘yes’ and twice for ‘no’, kick me for ‘yes’ and stick your tongue out for ‘no’ or something. But don’t faint.” His hands trailed down and his fingers entwined with Ruki’s.

“Yes.” Ruki’s voice was barely audible. He thought now that he knew, their friendship was permanently damaged. However, he didn’t expect Reita to cup his face again and say what he said and then kiss him once more.

“Good, cause I feel the same way.”

When the words registered in his brain, he brought his hands behind Reita’s neck and kissed him back eagerly. Tongues darted, explored, massaged and felt until the need for air weighed on their lungs and they had to break apart.

No sooner had they left the kiss than Reita attached his lips to Ruki’s jaw and kissed his way down his neck biting tenderly at the flesh, making Ruki give a sigh of contentment and gasp when he would bite harder. He groaned when Reita’s growing hardness pressed into his thigh and sometimes when the bassist ground their hips together.

He moved to Ruki’s mouth and kissed him again, running his hands up and down his back under his shirt, the vocalist trailing his fingers through his hair. Suddenly, Ruki broke away looking uncertain.

“Reita, you’re… you’re not doing this out of pity, are you?” He bit his lip fearing the answer.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me!” he said in an exasperated voice. “Ruki, look at me.” He sat Ruki down on the couch and he was squatting in front of him. One hand was on the vocalist’s knee and one was massaging his cheek. “I’ve felt like this for some time now but I didn’t say anything because I thought you didn’t feel the same and I didn’t want to chance losing our friendship. Now that I know you feel like I do, I can be a little bold and initiate something.” He leaned in and kissed Ruki reassuringly and it seemed to work because he was rewarded with a tongue shoved past his lips.

Reita’s hands moved to massage Ruki’s thighs from the knees up and the whimpers coming from the man he loved went straight to his groin. He carefully unzipped the vocalist’s pants, releasing his throbbing length.

Ruki gasped and grabbed the blanket that was beside him when he felt Reita take him into his mouth. The sensation of the wet cavern around him made him thrust up, making Reita gag. The vibrations sent shivers down his spine. Before he could continue thrusting, Reita brought his hands on Ruki’s hips and held him down while he worked his magic. And to Ruki it did feel like magic. It wasn’t long before he came into Reita’s waiting mouth with a loud moan.

After swallowing Ruki’s seed, Reita moved to kiss his lover again, making him moan from tasting himself in the bassist’s mouth.

Ruki felt himself being lifted up and his legs were placed around Reita’s waist, his hands still around the bassist’s neck. He moaned as Reita brought his hands to the shorter man’s ass and pressed his hardness into Ruki’s now limp manhood, making it jump up again.

“Do you have any lube?” Reita asked as he carried his lover into the bedroom and laid him on the bed.

“Closet.” was the only thing the vocalist could coherently say.

Without much difficulty, Reita found a small bottle of lube and returned to his lover. Hands started roaming, tugging, groping and soon enough clothes went flying. Ruki gasped as a finger entered him and then a second. Reita moved them in and out, stretching the man under him who started pushing against them, begging for something more.

He took out his fingers, slicked himself up and pushed inside Ruki. He grunted at the shorter man’s tightness and the heavenly sensation passing through him. He kissed Ruki’s nose and waited for him to adjust to the intrusion.

“You ready?”

His only answer came in the form of his lover’s hips moving, wanting to be claimed. Reita complied and started moving, adopting a pace that Ruki matched soon after, meeting Reita’s every thrust. The sounds coming from the blond beneath him caused Reita to go deeper with every thrust, making stars burst before Ruki’s eyes who put on quite a show with his moans and gasps. Being a vocalist had its perks.

Reita felt his orgasm building up and with a few more thrusts he came at the same time with Ruki, crying out each other’s names.

They fell in a mess of sweaty limbs. After regaining their breaths, Reita pulled out of Ruki, kissed him once and took him against his chest bringing the sheets to cover themselves. They basked in the afterglow spooned one against the other until Reita spoke.

“Who knew Aoi could tell the truth in a verbal battle?” he chuckled.

“Don’t you dare tell him tomorrow that he was right!” Ruki turned over, sat on his elbow and glared at him.

“What? Why?”

“Reita, if you tell him that, his head will get even bigger.”

“Hmm, guess you’re right. Let’s not think about him now, okay Ruki?”

“Okay. Come here.” Ruki leaned down and kissed Reita passionately. After breaking the kiss he gave him a peck on the forehead and with a silent good night snuggled up in Reita’s arms and they fell asleep.

***

The next day at practice they were all acting normally, as if nothing from the previous day had happened.

It was break time and Ruki and Reita were sitting on the couch talking about this and that like they usually did, nothing suspicious, Uruha was reading a newspaper and Aoi was tiptoeing towards Kai who was twirling a drumstick absentmindedly, lost in his own world.

As soon as he reached the drummer, Aoi started tickling him, causing Kai to scream like a girl and stumble backwards with his chair.

The other three were on their feet and rushing toward the drum set. They knew they couldn’t catch Kai before he hit the floor and wall but they didn’t actually have time to think. They just hoped he wasn’t hurt.

However, they didn’t expect to see Aoi on the floor holding a wide-eyed Kai protectively in his arms, apologizing over and over.

“Don’t… do… that… again…” said Kai, regaining some sense.

“I’m really sorry.” Aoi turned Kai’s head and kissed him passionately and tightened his grip a little more, oblivious to the other three pairs of eyes on them.

“Um, maybe they need some privacy.” suggested Reita, putting his hand on Ruki’s shoulder.

“Yeah, you’re right.” He turned around and kicked Uruha in the shin who was staring like a stuffed animal before grabbing him by the back of his collar and dragging him out of the practice room, leaving Aoi and Kai to reconcile.

Post Notes:
1. Being the Within Temptation whore I am, I couldn't pass up the chance to mention one of the many songs I love. It's a older song called "Bittersweet".
2. The temptation of inserting some Aoi/Kai fluff was too much. If I didn't the story would have felt (at least to me) kind of isolated from the rest of the world. Don't ask me why, I'm weird like that. ^_-
3. I'm not really content with the smut. I feel like it's rushed. Actually I've had that feeling since 3 days ago when I started writing it and rewrote it until I thought it was just right. Now I don't like it again. *le sigh*
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