Fanfictions & Blogs : Ch 2

Fanfictions & Blogs : Ch 2

For anyone who knew the GazettE personally, they'd know that it would probably be quite a mistake to put Uru-pon and Meevsie together in a room while their minds were put to work -- especially with a computer that had access to "specific" Fanfiction Archives -- and actually leaving them to their imagination. But somehow, nobody really seemed to pay much attention, especially Nao and Saga who were chatting in the livingroom and had personally witnessed Miyavi sneak inside Uruha's room and come out together with the blonde a good fifteen minutes later, their grins mischievous and really humoured. The two alicenine. members did give them a quick glance; but then decided it was nothing since they knew that the two guitarists were both pranksters with really creative minds. They maybe didn't really notice the fact that when you put two creative prankster minds together, things could get really interesting.

"Yo, Saga, Nao, seen Ruki anywhere?" Miyavi coolly asked, approaching the two with Uruha tailing behind him.

"Not that I remembered," Nao answered, turning to face the two, "But he was talking here with us earlier."

"I think he went to his room," Saga informed, and Miyavi replied a "thanks" before nodding to Uruha and walked through the livingroom in a hurry to reach Ruki's room which was located at the other side of the house in a hall, right next to Kai, Tora and Hiroto's room.

As the two passed the kitchen in fast-paced steps, Miyavi only gave a small sideward glance at whatever was going on inside -- though he could've sworn he could hear and see something weird going on in there -- and just passed by the area as if it didn't existed. Uruha did the same as well, but since his steps were a bit more slower, his tracks halted just before the kitchen entrance and he immediately turned and peeked from behind the small corner as his mind just realized what really went on inside. Miyavi, sensing that Uruha had fallen back, stopped walking and approached the voyeuring blonde.

"Whoa that's hot," the singer could hear the blonde whisper in awe, and he tapped the man's shoulder.

"Oi, Uru, what're you -"

"Shh," was the only reply Uruha gave him, cutting him off in mid-sentence. Miyavi, getting curious, peeked along behind Uruha's shoulder. Now he knew why Uruha fell back to look.

There, on top of the kitchen counter, sat GazettE's drummer and leader, kissing a blonde-haired guy, whom Miyavi heavily suspected as GazettE no Reita. The bassist was standing inbetween Kai's legs, his arms wrapped around the raven's lithe body, the two of them kissing so heatedly that the two voyeuring guitarists could hear the faint moans and gasps coming from them. Miyavi noticed Kai's fingers running through the blonde's hair while the other hand disappeared beneath the bassist's shirt. Reita seemed to hold Kai so closely that it'd be quite hard to distinct whose limbs belonged to whom, if not for the clothes they were wearing.

"It's a surprise they're not stripped naked yet," Miyavi mumbled, obviously humoured and smiling in awe. It was quite an arousing sight to be seen.

"Who would you think - ?" Uruha started, but Miyavi cut him off, dragging the blonde by his upper arm.

"It's obviously Reita, who else? Now come on, I don't wanna -" but Miyavi was cut off as another disturbing voice sounded from nowhere.

"Ahhh! Oh God, Tora!"

"What the hell was that?" Miyavi asked, immediately stopping, turning to face an amused Uruha, sensing that that disturbing voice had just came out from one of thee doors in that very hall, "And where the hell did it come from?!"

"By the sounds of it, either Shou or Pon," the blonde answered, "Obviously from Tora's room," he added smugly, pointing over his shoulder to the door right behind him with his thumb, accompanied by a usual shrug as if he had gotten used to hearing it every day, adding suggestively, "You should try living here, Meevs."

--

"WHOA!!"

Nao and Saga immediately turned their heads towards the source of the thumping footsteps and the loud laughing sound. The two guitarists suddenly came to vision and they could see Uruha laughing out loud while Miyavi looked a bit pale, but amused nonetheless. The two had apparently ran all the way from Ruki's room.

"What's up? Couldn't find Ruki there?" Nao asked, and Uruha shook his head.

"Nah, we found him alright. Just not like the way we wanted to find him though."

"How so?"

"Well…" Uruha seemed to hesitate, but then Saga indirectly answered for him.

"Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you guys, he went in there with Aoi!!" he announced, and he just had realized what he said, "Oh shit… You guys didn't - They didn't…?"

"Luckily, no, they didn't see us but we saw them just fine," Miyavi answered with a sigh. He didn't know what to think of this house anymore. alicenine. and the GazettE lived together since they thought it was more practical and Miyavi was glad he hadn't accepted the offer to join at the time.

"So, you wanna wait till he's done? You're the one who suggested for Ruki?" Miyavi suggested.

"What do you need Ruki for, anyway?" Saga asked curiously, but Miyavi and Uruha seemed to ignore him.

"I'm not gonna ask Ruki!" Uruha insisted, but Miyavi protested.

"Why not? It won't do any harm!"

"Hell yeah it will!! You do not know how possessive Aoi can get," Uruha explained curtly, and Miyavi shuddered as he thought about Aoi's poorly-performed anger-management.

"Hey, guys, what do you wanna do with Ruki?" Nao asked in favour of Saga, but still the other two guitarists won't listen.

"Right, you got me. So what now? Who should we -"

"Hellooo!! We asked you a question here!!" Saga suddenly cut in, leaving Miyavi in mid-sentence, rising to his feet to get the two's attention. He obviously got it, because the two's heads immediately turned to him in a thoughtful way. Then they exchanged a very thoughtful glance and grinned in a very mischievous way.

"Hey, Saga?" Miyavi started, his voice sounding very flirty, approaching the tall bassist, "Can I ask you something?"

"Meevs… What're you gonna do to him?" Nao asked out of the blue, noticing the glint in the eccentric singer's eyes. Apparently, Nao wasn't the only one who saw it.

"Uh… guys? What're you doing?"

"Nothing. Not much, atleast," Uruha answered, but somehow, the alicenine. bassist just didn't seem to buy it.

--

Lucky for you Saga-fans, Miyavi and Uruha decided not to ask Saga to play along with them, saying that they didn't wanna make Saga nuttier than he already is.

It had been quite a few minutes -- or a good half-hour, should I say -- since GazettE no Uruha and S.K.I.N no Miyavi had entered the room of alicenine.'s cutely big-eyed, scrawny vocalist known to the world as Shou, and it had also been while since the weird noises had started to come from the room. The weird noises -- which included name-calling, suspicious laughter and yelps -- had gotten the attention of everyone in the house, and they had now all gathered in front of Shou's bedroom door, which was located suspiciously right beside Uruha's, and they were laughing, debating and guessing what the hell happened inside.

Everyone was grouped in the livingroom, sitting on the sofas, not even bothering to eavesdrop. Why would they pass on such a chance, you ask? Because they didn't have to eavesdrop; the voices were so loud that everyone in the whole house could hear it.

Aoi and Nao were debating, Hiroto and Ruki were laughing their asses off and Saga was guessing along with Kai. Their conversations haven't even lasted for a few minutes before a sudden exclamation came from inside Shou's locked room.

"What?! I can't possibly handle the both of you!! I'm gonna be sore tomorrow!!" Shou protested loudly.

"Nah, you'll be fine, you're body's flexible enough," Miyavi's calm answer came, followed by a rustle and Uruha's chuckle.

"Okay, so I may be flexible… But the two of you are too heavy for me! I'm gonna be all the way on the bottom, you know!!"

"So? I'll go first. Then you sit on top of me, simple as that," Uruha conclusion came, and Ruki's laughter outside almost got harder, if not for Hiroto's hand muffling his mouth, even though the alicenine. guitarist himself was ready to burst out laughing.

"Ugh, okay, okay, fine. But who's going to…" Shou paused, causing the people in the livingroom to listen more intently, "You know… Do that…? I can't reach over, if that's what you're suggesting, and I doubt that Uruha can keep his balance."

"You're right, I can't. Meevs'll do it, he's great with multitasking," Uruha answered, a grin apparent in his tone. Nao groaned at the thought of what the three were gonna do, whilst Kai and Saga were correcting eachother about the possibilities.

"See, I told you. Shou's uke. Based on what they've said, that is," Saga suggested, and Kai nodded.

"Could be. But I wonder who'd be seme over him…"

"Could be both."

"But don't you think that's a bit harsh? I think that -" but Kai's words were barely audible as Hiroto suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ahaha… Gosh… Oh my God… I can't breathe…!" Hiroto managed to choke out between laughter.

"Jesus Christ… My cheeks are killing me! Ahaha… oh God my stomach…! Hahahaha…!!" Ruki agreed, also trying but miserably failing to stop laughing. The remarks that the three inside the room made were already funny in the first place, plus the useless debates that Saga and Kai were having… It's way beyond hilarious.

"Oh please do shut up, all of you!!" Aoi snapped, resulting into Kai and Saga immediately sitting quietly with their backs straight and Ruki who tried to stifle his laughs together with Hiroto.

"I think they're talking again…" Nao mumbled, and they all tried to listen, despite Pon and Ruki's stifled laughter, but it was nothing compared to what they suddenly heard clearly echoing across the whole house.

"Ow shit! Uruha, watch it!! Don't get too excited, fox-face, that really hurt!!"

"Sorry, sorry! My fault, my fault!"

"Gee Uru, try being a bit gentle with Shou, will ya? We're trying to get him out of here whole."

"Okay, okay, just get on with it already! I'm aching here!!"

Ruki and Hiroto just exchanged another glance before laughing out loud once again.

--

It had been fifteen minutes and Aoi decided it was enough. Whatever the hell they were doing inside couldn't possibly be right in any manner or matter whatsoever (hey that rhymes!!). He had agreed with the others; he's gonna break down the door.

"Okay, one… two… three!!" and he rammed the door with his shoulder, receiving help from Saga. Surprisingly, it broke down easily and what was revealed inside made Ruki and Hiroto laugh harder than ever, made Kai and Saga exchange "I told you so"-s, and made especially Aoi and Nao gape.

The three were found on the floor, Uruha lying sprawled beneath Shou's body, the vocalist sandwiched between the two guitarists, looking exhausted but amused, limbs entangled together…

Playing Twister.

--

All of them were now spread throughout Shou's room, few sitting on the bed, few sitting on the floor, one sitting on the computer chair, and one sitting right on the window sill. Shou had just explained what had really happened a few minutes ago and they all learned the lesson that not everything is like how it sounds.

What really happened inside

"Gee, I'm bored. Taking suggestive pictures is fun for a while, but now I'm bored to death," Miyavi complained and Shou sighed, lying down onto the empty space beside him on his bed.

"Well, what do you want to do? Almost everyone outside is making out with eachother; no fun with them…" Shou mumbled.

"Hey, what's this?" Uruha suddenly asked, taking out a box from the bottom of Shou's dresser, "Isn't TWISTER the name of some crazy limb-twisting game?"

"Hey, yeah, you're right! My nephew gave it to me for my birthday but I've tucked it away since no one wanted to play it with me… You guys wanna try?"

"Yeah sure, I've played this game quite a few times with Yoshiki and Sugizo in America… It's quite fun."

"Okay then. So, while I prepare the game… Who's going first? I say Shou, he's the one who owns this."

"Good idea. Then I'll be last. You go second, Uru," Miyavi agreed.

"What?! I can't possibly handle the both of you!! I'm gonna be sore tomorrow!!" Shou protested loudly.

"Nah, you'll be fine, you're body's flexible enough," Miyavi's calm answer came, followed by a rustle of the carpet and Uruha's chuckle.

"Okay, so I may be flexible… But the two of you are too heavy for me! I'm gonna be all the way on the bottom, you know!!" Shou tried again, and Uruha sighed.

"So? I'll go first. Then you sit on top of me, simple as that," Uruha easy solution came, and Shou seemed to hesitate for awhile.

"Ugh, okay, okay, fine. But who's going to…" Shou paused, pointing a few times at the colour-indicator, not knowing the term, "You know… Do that…? I can't reach over, if that's what you're suggesting, and I doubt that Uruha can keep his balance," Shou turned to Miyavi.

"You're right, I can't. Meevs'll do it, he's great with multitasking," Uruha answered, grinning. Miyavi nodded and stood up.

"Okay. So, Uru's first, then you, and lastly me. Now are we playing or not?"

A few minutes later, Miyavi had successfully placed his hand on the green-coloured circle, and he managed to spin the arms on the colour-indicator.

"Uru, right foot blue," he told the blonde with difficulty in spite of his position, and he could feel Uruha trying to shift. Unfortunately, the guitarist apparently had misplaced his foot and stepped on Shou's hand instead.

"Ow shit! Uruha, watch it!! Don't get too excited, fox-face, that really hurt!!"

"Sorry, sorry! My fault, my fault!" Uruha apologized with a guilty grimace, Miyavi rolling his eyes.

"Gee Uru, try being a bit gentle with Shou, will ya? We're trying to get him out of here whole," he commented, and Uruha whacked him on the head with his free-to-move left hand.

"Okay, okay, just get on with it already! I'm aching here!!" Uruha ordered, and at that point, Shou could've sworn he heard loud laughter coming from the livingroom.

The game lasted for somewhere about fifteen minutes, before Miyavi's foot slipped and he let his body fall onto Shou's, creating a chain-reaction, resulting in an almost-squished Uruha.

"Damn I hate being bottom!!" the blonde exclaimed.

"Boy, am I glad I'm top," Miyavi mumbled, laughing as he received a hit on the head (for the umpteenth time that day) from Uruha, and Shou laughed out loud. And at that exact moment, the door broke down.

OWARI