Chapter 2: Lights, camera... action!
"What…?!" His fiancé raged.
"He swallowed them…?" All turned to face the spectacled teen.
"Yup! One by one!"
"Why?" Terrified blue eyes blinked as Masato fought to not cap his mouth.
"'cause I wanted us to sleep outside! Masa? What's with your face?" Suddenly the aura around the teen gleamed. "Ya saw a Pyo monster?"
"I am in front of one…"
"My my... where are we going to sleep then?" Ren leaned against the wall.
"We didn't even bring sleepin' bags!" A pair of tanned hands dramatically reached red hair while the owner knelt on the ground.
"Otoya, stop being so melodramatic already, you are always over-exaggerating."
"C'mon, I was kiddin'!" He let out a laugh. "And I gotta practice my acting skills, yanno?" He turned his head, childishly pushing his downer lip. "You're always such a killjoy, Tokiya."
"Oh...is that so…? We will see who is a killjoy later…" A hand slapped his lover's ass cheek. Fortunately for the red-head they were behind the others and the sound prevailed unnoticed. The teen blushed, stepping away from his boyfriend who laughed quietly.
"Haaa… damn you rich kids! You never saw a sleeping bag?!"
"No…" Both Masato and Ren answered the shorter boy, their eyes cemented to the floor.
"Oh, I can go get 'em! They're in the garage, right?" Azure eyes rolled slowly, suspicious. Natsuki wouldn't…would he…?
"But Nat-chan, It's March! The night 's really cold at this time of the year."
"Then the only solution is sleepin' here, I always dreamt of camping inside!" Like a ballerina, he swirled.
Fume filled the room as Syo crawled to him, clenching his shirt, shaking him with as much strength as his arms had. "Since when were ya plannin' this?! Huh? Damn you, Natsuki!" He knew his lover had something planned, Natsuki would do the weirdest things when he wanted something. Yet, swallowing keys was way above his expectations. Those thoughts were like fuel, inflating his irritation.
"'N it'd be even more fun if we sleep in the garage, right?"
"No!" The smaller boy protested, vigorously shaking the spectacled teen who seemed unaffected. And he wasn't, physically or psychologically. Actually, the guy had a beam strewed on his face.
"Actually, it might be a good idea." All looked to the blue haired guy who stood beside Ren. "This room isn't spacious enough, it might be more comfortable there if the place is warm."
"Icchi 's right."
"I guess he is…" White hands let Natsuki's shirt to signal the others to follow. "Hope at least it's clean down there."
"Let's go!" Otoya smiled widely, following his fellow bandmate.
It took them some time to arrange the garage properly, the place was a mess when they stepped inside. According to Syo, it was his father's fault. Before leaving the twins and go on vacation with his mother, he spent a large amount of time there, fixing stuff only he knew. That explained the dust and the tools, aside other objects, scattered everywhere. It wasn't on their plans to spend hours cleaning on a weekend supposedly reserved to rest and celebrate but they were together. That was what mattered, right? Since they were spending their night on that division, thought it was better turning it into a more comfy place. Some pulled rugs, others a table, dragged puffs, pushed shelves, one thing here, other there, jesting riantly in-between. In the end they were surprised by how fun it was yet the big thing was when Natsuki brought them his limited edition Pyo-chan sleeping bags.
Ren picked one, his face displayed several emotions being confusion the most evident amidst them. "We're supposed to sleep inside these?" He raised an eyebrow, questioningly.
"I'm not sleeping in Pyos!" Syo warned his fiancé who pouted.
"c'mon! I waited for so long to use them…!"
"Natsuki, seriously… you have to grow up." A drop of sweat run down Tokiya's face. "Syo, are there any other sleeping bags around?"
"I had some but it seems the 'key swallower' stole them."
"I didn't steal them, they're in my house, Syo-chan!" A warm beam spread over the taller male's face as if he had behaved like a good kid the whole day. If the others knew his true intentions…
Otoya's stomach grumbled, needy for a fast restock. After a rather embarrassed moment, all decided it would be better to prepare dinner. It would be easier if they just ordered food from any restaurant however where was the fun in doing that? What they needed to avoid was Natsuki laying his hands on any food. They divided in groups: the first would cook, the second would place utensils on the table and the third would begin sketching plans on what to do later and clean up the mess after the meal finished.
"I'm bored…" A body stretched, laying on a rug. "Natsuki, I can't think 'bout other stuff."
"yeah.", he smiled, "I think we've done enough, Otoya-kun. Maybe they need help in the kitc-"
"No!" The red-head promptly jumped off his place. "I mean…We'll help cleaning up, remember? I know! How 'bout watching a film while they finish cookin'? I'm pretty sure Masa and Syo're almost done."
"Heya, guys. Got any ideas yet?" Busy hands placed plates on the table, approaching them.
"Some.", both Otoya and Natsuki laughed, "How're you doin'?" Natsuki continued.
"We just finished. I need to check on something. I will come back soon." Masato informed before climbing the stairs leading to the house.
"Good! We were thinkin' 'bout watchin' a film while Tokiya and Ren cook."
"Alright, I wanted to watch somethin' since long ago. Tomochika-chan gave me a tip but I sorta forgot 'bout it. It's on my laptop though we probably won't be able to finish it."
"We can finish later. But where are we gonna watch it?"
"Here." Syo smiled to the red-head. "We have a projector."
"Gimme a sec, I'm gonna fetch it."
Masato was already there when Syo returned with the object and the projector, with Natsuki's help, was turned on. It didn't take them much time to settle the rest and start watching it however surprise took over them when they noticed who was starring on it. And it wasn't Ryuya.
"What's Tokiya doing there?" Otoya asked, dumbfounded.
"Well, it's not like he wasn't an actor before our debut so this must've been made when he performed as Hayato." Syo glanced to the others. "Who would've thought Tomochika-chan would send me a film with Tokiya on the cast?" His voice laughed.
"Kinda funny." The spectacled teen grinned. "Now I'm curious."
"He usually starred in good films, this one must be worthy as well." The usually quiet Masato voiced.
He wasn't in the leading role however he had an important one. The story was about a teacher and her husband moving to a new city where they would begin a new life and leave a troubling past behind. A past where she was unfaithful although her husband never knew about it. Guilt took place and, with much persistence, they moved. The first times were peaceful however the woman found it boring, the only way to surpass her tedium was her student. That pupil was none other than Tokiya.
All eyes were stuck on the wall, regarding the story and their friend's performance. As the scenes progressed a faint blush begun forming on some cheeks. The student and the teacher were involved in heated kisses. Everyone knew what would happen next by the way the characters were lost in each other but none dared to say a word, either by shame or, in Otoya's case, curiosity.
"I don't care about your husband, he's just a hindrance." The bluenet kissed the brunette's lips.
"But… we can't do this."
"I saw it in your eyes the first time you looked at me."
Tokiya was so sexy, behaving so daringly…he had to admit he felt a tip of jealousy of the protagonist. Seeing Tokiya in those circumstances with another person, even if it was a character… it was stupid. He shoved those thoughts far away, he had other things to muse on. His eyes increased as Tokiya stripped himself after leaving the protagonist bare. His shirt's buttons' were being undone ever so slowly…one. Two. Three. Allowing his white skin show inch by inch. Seemingly turned on, the woman pulled him to her, he kissed her, her neck, her breasts. But Otoya's attention wasn't on the girl, oh no… it was on his lover's tongue, on his lips. Each time that delicious mouth sucked a nipple, the red-head trembled. He had done it with Tokiya before however he never was in the outsider's shoes. A thought of having a camera near them the next time they make love left a red pattern over his cheeks. How could he have such dirty thoughts? However the idea didn't seem bad at all. It would be something just for them to enjoy before starting another round.
As Tokiya kicked his pants off, focusing on his partner, Otoya imagined himself on the screen, being him who was on Tokiya's arms, receiving his lovely caresses.
"What if he comes back?!" Red eyes voyaged through the room, as if they tried to find something.
"I don't care if he comes back or not, Otoya. I'm gonna leave ya breathless tonight."
"Hey…", Natsuki whispered to Syo and Masato, "Look at Otoya's face. He's really red. Does he have a fever?"
Syo laughed quietly, trying to figure out just what was on his friend's mind, he truly seemed lost and that trail of saliva was everything but innocent.
Ren whistled, amused, when his eyes met the wall "Ichii, never thought you'd be in this film, they sure said it had some sexy scenes..."
Tokiya almost let his tray of Futomaki fall off his hands, his face was purely crimson. "W-what do you think you're watching?!"
So… what do you think? In some parts, I exaggerated the character's personality so it would add that special touch. ;) Rate and review, please!