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Kinyoubi no Koibito	By : matchakitty Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Raphael Views: 1336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Raphael. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Comments: Here it is my first serious Raphael fic...very serious at best and very fluffy at worse. Brace yourselves. There is a song for each part of the fic that I feel somehow fits with the fic...does that make sense?
Disclaimer: I do not represent these celebrities in any way, nor do I own them. I do not make any profit from this.

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Kinyoubi no Koibito

by Matrim

prologue

several months ago

song: Rest Stop

~He said - while you weleepleeping

I was listening to the radio

And wondering what you're dreaming when

It came to mind that I didn't care~

Hiro clutched at the edge of the counter. His mind was whirling except for one part that coldly recorded everything and mocked Hiro. He stood in the kitchen with his back toward the living room, avoiding the beautiful man who was currently breaking his heart. "How could you say such a thing?" He heard himself say, "You said you loved me...and I believed you."

You believed every damn word he said without even doubting him. Believed every lie of his...his mind sneered. How could you, Hiro?
"I do, Hiro. I do love you. I love you very much!!"
Than why are you doing this to me?

Hiro wanted to run, but the only way of escape was through the living room. And he was damned if he had to shoulder past the other man and risk having him touch him.

"-cha-chan, please don't cry--"
Don't call me that.
"Don't tell me you're crying! Oh, Hiro..." Hiro heard the other man come closer. Please, God, no...if you really loved me like you say, don't touch me!! Don't touch me!! Just leave. Remove yourself from my presence, erase everything you've ever told me at night, erase those kisses that you gave me, erase every single feeling that your touch gave me... "Answer me, Hiro."

Your Hiro is dead.
Hiro jumped as soon as he felt his lover--no, ex-lover--try to kiss him. He pushed the other man away and backed away from him, until his back hit the sink. He refused to meet the other man's eyes. "Please, leave."
"Hiro..."
"Please leave."
"Hiro...listen to me..."
Hiro looked up at him and as he did so tears of rage and sorrow, spilled over his cheeks. "Get the hell out of my house!!!" He yelled and the other man gasped. Hirver ver yelled. It was against his gentle nature. It was a wonder what heartbreak could do to people.
"Hiro..I--"
Hiro wouldn't hear it. Choking down sobs and silencing his conscience, he grabbed the other man by his pale porcelain wrist and dragged him down the hall, to the door. He threw the door open as the man tried to fight back against him. But although he was taller, Hiro was stronger and he managed to throw the man out of the door. He struck at that beautiful face and wept as he struck. The other man fell to the ground, dark hair splayed out under him and the door was slammed in his face. He stared at the door as if he couldn't believe what just happened. His Hiro hit him. "I..." He fell against the door. "I do love you...I do...I just....you don't deserve me....you don't...." He stood after a while and left. He had a plane to catch.
On the other side of the door, Hiro leaned against it and sat weeping. I'll be damned if I ever believe in love again. Never. Never. Never. Never....
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"Ne..." Yuki nudged Kazuki.
"Nani?" Kazuki asked just as softly. They were rehearsing for a tour but after two hours, Kazuki had called for a break. They sat on the studio couch, staring at Hiro from behind it, like it was some sort of baricade. Yukito was the only one not doing so and because of this Kazuki was currently flicking picks at him.
"What's wrong with Hiro?"
"He and his koi had a falling out of sorts."
"They broke up?" Yuki asked, incredulously.
"Ssh! And yes, they did." Kazuki flicked another pick at Yukito, who was currently starting to lose his patience. "Yes...our Hiro loved him a lot, he did. But that's not why he's so upset."
"So, what's the other reason?" Yuki asked as he ducked a pick that Yukito had tried to aim at Kazuki.
Kazuki flicked another pick at Yukito. It bounced off his knee. "Hiro yelled at him. Then he hit him."
"He's an abuser? Is that why they broke up?!"
"Baka!! Of course not!!" Kazuki hissed, "Hiro only hit him after they had that fight or something."
Yuki stared at the drummer, carefully. Hiro sat at his drumset, reading a Dragonball manga but with less enthusiasm then he usually had. He wasn't laughing and for the past few minutes, he hadn't even turned the page. He just staredit mit morosely as if expecting it to give him an answer to a life-threatening problem. Kazuki stared at Hiro, too, and after a while said, "He was used."
"For what?"
"He was going out with an Indies drummer."
"But he was so nice..."
"You've never even met his koi, Yuki, how do you know?" Kazuki asked as five picked hit him on the side of the face. Luckily, his eyes were closed. He grabbed three out of the five and flicked them one after another at Yukito.
"That's what I've heard. Hiro talked about him a lot remember? Hey...what did he look like anyway?"
"Hm..he was very tall, very slim and very pretty. Like a doll. Like Yukito's friend Shinya, except more so. He looked like a perfect geisha doll. Even without makeup he looked like a girl."
"So, explain to me how he was used."
"Huh? Oh, Hiro says that his koi wanted to use him to get him to a major label. It didn't work--either Hiro found out or the doll 'fessed up. Or both. Then the doll told him that he was cheating on him and that he didn't really care and then when Hiro began to show sure signs of distress, he tried to take it back. Hiro didn't believe him, they had a scene, and Hiro kicked him out of his house. Simple as that."
Yuki frowned. "It doesn't sound that simple."
"Trust me, it's not. There's more to it, but that's the watered down version. If you want to hear the full stogivegive me one whole night of keeping you on the phone and a box of tissues." Kazuki said, seriously.
"This could be a bad omen."
"What do you mean?"
"Hiro and I share the same anniversary."
Kazuki ducked as Hiro's drumstick flew his way. Yukito apparently had progressed to larger forms of ammunition. Yuki glanced at Hiro to see if he had noticed the absence of an important part of his equipment but the drummer still stared at his manga. "You mean you started a relationship with Sakito the same day Hiro started his?"
"Hai!!" Another drumstick flew over the couch, skimming the top of Kazuki's hair. Yuki glanced at Hiro for any response but again, he was met with disappointment. Yukito also stared at the drummer. "I remember because it was a Friday. Exactly at midnight! And....hey, when did Hiro break up with his koi?"
"Last week Friday. He called me a little after midnight." Kazuki replied. "I really hope Yukito's not going to start throwing cymbals."
"Only you would do so...Friday? Oh, my God!! Kazuki--"
"Shut up, Yuki, nothing's going to happen to you and Sakito." Kazuki replied, picking up Hiro's drumstick and chucking it at his bassist. "I don't think days decide when a couple should break up or get together...I think it had more to do with the couples."
Yuki stared at Kazuki for a while. "You know...you're starting to sound like--"
Kazuki nodded, hurriedly as a drumstick richocheted of the top of the couch and fell on Yuki's head. "Yukito, I know."
"But still--"
"Shut up, Yuki!!" Kazuki said, as he snatched the drumstick up and threw it at Yukito. The bassist ducked as it hit one of Hiro's cymbals startling the drummer out of his trance. Kazuki ducked behind the couch as soon as Hiro looked up at him and spoke to Yuki. "Nothing's going to happen to you and Sakito. You'll be fine."
"Okay, okay!!" Yuki laughed as Yukito launched himself over the couch and grabbed Kazuki.

"ACK!!"
"Throw things at me, will you?"
Yuki laughed harder as Kazuki made one of his faces. Yukito grabbed him by the hair and pretended to slam his head against the floor. "Yukito...stop...I beg...forgiveness...." He stared at Yuki, "And what are you laughing at?"
"Nani?"
Kazuki reached out and grabbed Yuki's pants and pulled him to the ground. "If I'm going down for this one, I'm taking you with me!!"
"Me? You threw stuff at him!!"
"But you didn't stop me!! I blame you!!"
"Like anyone could stop you!!"
Kazuki pulled Yuki and Yukito close so that they could both hear him as he whispered, "Actually, I'm only doing this to cheer Hiro up. You too, Yuki. I don't need you worrying about your relationship and me on the phone with a box of tissues. We need to get Hiro off this depression trip so we're going to do the silliest stuff until he cracks and laughs. He hasn't done so for days." They both nodded and Kazuki smiled. "Dewa, hajimemashoo..." He grabbed Yukito. "Now, give me a kiss!!"
"Ack!! Get away!! Get away!! Even if you were the correct sex for me to be attracted to, you're not even my type!!" Yukito squirmed away from him but Kazuki still had an iron grip on his shirt. "Kazuki!! Let go!! Let go!!"
Kazuki wrapped his arms around Yukito's legs, "Onegai, Yukito-kun?!! I've been dreaming about you all day!!!! I think about you at night, too!!"
"Too much information!! I don't need to know this!!!" Yukito screamed as he tripped and fell to the ground. Yuki couldn't stop laughing.
Hiro finally closed his manga when he saw Yukito pounce on Kazuki. Two tears had slipped from his eyes and landed on the pages before he had done so and he watched his band members with a touch of longing. If only he could slip back into that happy state. If only he could be like Yuki with Sakito. He stood and decided to go home. Kazuki would understand that he wasn't in any mood to practice anymore. And if he didn't, Hiro would apologize for his actions. He heard Yukito yelling at Kazuki to let him go and Yuki cheering Kazuki on to give Yukito a huge kiss on the...
Hiro managed a weak smile.
At least, it wouldn't be so hard to forget his sorrow with those three around.
But still....
It wouldn't be easy either.
He stuffed his manga in his bag and quietly slipped out of the door.

~So I thought - hell if it's over

I had better end it quick

Or I could lose my nerve

Are you listening - can you hear me

Haou fou forgotten~
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