Toshiya pressed his ear up to the door of the
bathroom. He could hear dripping water and the sound of someone crying
softly. His heart broke at that sound. Kaoru had ran into the living room,
frantic. He had been looking for his favorite eyeliner, he said. It was in
the bathroom, and when he walked in, there was Aya in her crowning glory.
Toshiya knocked on the door.
“Aya, are you okay?” His voice was soft.
A momentary pause. “Please leave me alone.” “You’ve been in there for two
hours. You’re sure you don’t want to come out?” Toshiya pleaded with her.
“I’m fine. Just. Give me a moment.” Her voice seemed strained, choked.
Kaoru came up behind Toshiya with a soft terry bathrobe and a glass of
water. “I’m going in.”
“I don’t think that’s the best idea, Kao.” Toshiya’s eyes conveyed worry.
Kaoru smiled. It was just like him to worry about someone he hardly even
“She’s going to stay there all day if we don’t do something. I’m going in.”
Kaoru took a deep breath and pushed the door open. He looked around the
seemingly empty bathroom, then slid open the frosted glass shower door. Aya
was huddled in the corner of the bathtub, shivering, wet, and cold.
That was all it took for Kaoru to get in the bathtub with her and cover her
with the red bathrobe. “I think it’s a lot nicer out there than it is in
“You know, I’m really sorry about that incident
back there. Is it possible that you two can just pretend that it never
happened?” Aya fidgeted a little, playing with a spoon.
After a moment of hesitation, Kaoru responded. “What incident?”
Toshiya bit his lower lip and turned away. He desperately wanted to know
what was wrong. He wanted to help. But how could he help when he didn’t even
really know who she was? All he knew was that she was this beautiful
creature with a beautiful mind who amazed him and made him giggle. He
couldn’t help but care. His thoughts were interrupted by knocks on the door.
Aya quickly disappeared back into the bedroom. Walking over to the door,
Kaoru cracked the door open an inch before having it thrown back by a tall,
red-head who sauntered into the room, smiling. A short blonde followed
shortly after, holding a bag of donuts in one hand, a magazine in the other.
“Oi, Die, Kyo!” Toshiya called over from the kitchen table. He lit a
cigarette and watched the smoke rise towards the ceiling. Pretty…
“The traffic is a killer out there.” Die said, plopping himself down on the
couch, kicking one foot up onto the coffee table. He leaned back, yawning.
“I don’t understand why Die insists on waking me so early just so I can come
here.” Kyo murmured sleepily, handing Kaoru the bag of donuts and dropping
the magazine on the glass table by the door. He promptly curled up next to
Die and closed his eyes.
“Ano…what are you guys doing here?” Kaoru looked from Die to the
almost-sleeping form of Kyo.
“Oh, what, you’re so high-and-mighty that your best friends can’t come visit
now? Oh wait, Totchi’s here…” Die’s eyes suddenly lit up with amusement.
“Does that mean you two are fucking?”
Toshiya instantly jumped out of his chair, knocking it over. He ran over to
Kaoru and threw his arms around the tall guitarist’s neck. “Oh, of course,
Die. Kaoru-chan and I are always, as you put it so sweetly,
Die laughed, then stood up and walked over to the two. Leaning in very close
to Kaoru, so close that their noses were touching, he gently stroked the
side of his face with his hand. “Well, since Totchi puts it that way, I
assume the fucking is quite good indeed. And I’m sure you wouldn’t mind
spreading some of the love?”
Kaoru stuck out his tongue and nearly stuck it up Die’s right nostril. Die
took a step back, his eyes dancing with humor, laughing as he wiped his nose
off. Kaoru made a face and spat on the ground.
“I think I got some of your snot with that.” He stuck his tongue out with
disgust, and slight amusement.
“Serves you right,” The redhead laughed. His laughter suddenly ceased as his
eyes wandered beyond Kaoru and Toshiya. “Well, well, what do we have here?”
A slim girl had emerged from Kaoru’s bedroom. She was wearing Kaoru’s red
terry-cloth robe, her hair combed back from her beautiful face. Her eyes
were mesmerizing, and Die raised an eyebrow as he studied this goddess
before him…Who had emerged from Kaoru’s room, which could only mean one
thing. Oh well, the more love the merrier.
Aya bit her lip as she studied the tall redhead.
Hmm…He seemed interesting enough. She liked his hair. She had a very strong
urge to run forward and run her fingers through it. Taking a few cautious
steps forward, she glanced at Kaoru and Toshiya and took a deep breath, the
morning’s event’s having been forgotten. She walked right up to the man, who
didn’t move, and plunged her hands into his hair. Then she smiled
delightfully when she noted that the hair bounced right back up after she
removed her hands. How fun! “Your hair’s so soft! I love it.”
“You can feel any part of me you want.” He winked at her, and she took a
step back, blushing.
It had been nearly a week since he had met her. She
hasn’t called, or written him an e-mail. He sighed, feeling very much so
like a desperate little boy. Tuning his acoustic guitar, he sighed as a
fleeting image of her crossed his mind. Aya, Aya, Aya. Thoughts of her had
been plaguing him since she left his apartment that day. Strumming his
guitar, he lost himself in the melody within moments, lost in a space
between reality and his imagination. His fingers moved quickly, pressing
against the strings. Strumming a last chord on the 24th fret, he sighed,
looking down at the guitar and at his hands. Slender hands quickly grasped
his, and he looked up into the eyes of an auburn-haired beauty.
“You’re starting to worry me.” Shinya spoke softly, calmly.
Kaoru set his guitar next to him and shrugged, standing up and walking to
the other side of the practice room. He sat down with his back against the
wall, closing his eyes as he tilted his head back. Within moments, he felt
Shinya’s soft touch once more.
“Kaoru, daijoubou?” Such worry and concern in Shinya’s voice. Kaoru looked
up at the beauty next to him then tugged him down towards him and rested his
head on his shoulder.
“-Shh…don’t talk. Just…be here.”
Aya stared at the little piece of paper in her
hand. She picked the phone up and started to dial the number with a
trembling hand, then stopped. No. He wouldn’t want her after he found out
how…dirty…and ugly she really was. No. But maybe-No. She shook her head and
replaced the phone in its cradle. She sighed, memories washing over her.
Aya punched Kaoru’s right shoulder playfully.
“Men and women are equal in everything! Intelligence, fighting, strength,
you name it. Even in wrestling! Oi, Kaoru, I bet I could probably beat you
Kaoru looked at her as if she were crazy, and Aya giggled. “You’re on!”
Aya stood on one edge of the bed, Kaoru on the other. She took two fast
steps towards him and tried to knock him off balance. Instantly, she found
herself on her back, wrists pinned down on either sides of her head. He was
straddling her, his lips but inches away from hers. She giggled and
struggled under him, forcing one knee up to his chest to try and push him
off of her…Although she admitted she rather liked the position they were in.
Wiggling, she giggled again. Kaoru was gazing at her with such a soft,
tender way, and he slowly leaned down to close the space between their lips,
pressing his lips against hers in a soft kiss. Their tongues touched gently,
and she seemed to sigh as he pulled away and looked at her, almost in
amazement. Then he kissed her again, this time, letting go of her wrists and
tenderly cupping either side of her face…
Taking a deep breath in she nodded to herself. She
had to see him again. Picking up the phone once more, she inhaled sharply
and proceeded to dial.
to be continued
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