HOW TO WOO MEN
by Nika
Still there is no sign of no heart since I'm concentrating on one of my
original stories.
But still a little confusion is easily written.
Please Enjoy, minna *bows*
And, J-chan~ It's finally Febuary *throws confetti*
Part 4
Kirito was concentrating on some lyrics when
suddenly Takeo rushed in,
excited, making the singer look up: "You won't believe what just
happened!", the drummer gasped, a mischievous smile on his lips. The
singer shrugged: "So, what happened then?"
"Kohta kissed Jun! For real, I mean", Takeo appeared like a giddy teenager,
while Kirito nearly fell off his chair. "What? When?"
"Just now. I went in and...smooch...your little brother landed his lips on
Jun"; the drummer giggled. Kirito came to his feet, staring at the drummer:
"You're not kidding me, are you?" With the most serious expression he could
muster at the moment, Takeo shook his head: "Nope. Saw it with my own two
eyes. So that's who the mysterious love-letter Kohta got was from: Jun.
So...our little Jun's in love with Kohta?"
"No!"; the singer called out, and everyone around turned their heads to see
why Kirito was loosing his countenance. Determinedly, the singer stomped
off to the "make-room", leaving a puzzled Takeo.
[Now what?], Takeo wondered, shaking his head wisely about the turn the day
had taken.
In the "make-room", Jun was suffering to regain his composure without
giving away that he was indeed not really Kohta's lover, even though the
arms of the bassist were around his neck.
Aiji remained shocked, paralyzed to his seat, taking in the picture before
his eyes with, unable to look away, frozen to this self-torturing picture.
All other people in the room were back to business, Wickey, laughing about
the way Kohta clung to Jun : "Kohta-san, you really have to let me do my
work now, or we will be late. You can get ready and I will do your make up
next."
When the arms vanished from his shoulders, Jun smiled in relief, and Kohta
sat down in another chair, just when Kirito rushed in, with a slightly
angry expression on his face. Aiji felt betrayed by his friend, since
Kirito had promised him help with his secret love, so he just pouted, when
the singer turned to him. The singer gave an apologetic half-smile and
looked around to see his brother kissing Jun, but he only caught Kohta
standing around watching Jun getting his make-up.
"Takeo...", Kirito growled, inwardly already cursing the drummer for making
up things when he felt dragged away suddenly. On the corridor he was
turned around and suddenly faced by a very angry Aiji.
"So, this is how you'll help me, right?", the taller man snorted, "I can do
without such help!"
Kirito's eyes grew wide "So, Takeo was right? My stu... My smart little
brother did kiss Jun?" The guitarist looked pained by Kirito's question:
"Damn right. I sat right beside them."
The leader shook his head: "Can't believe it, na."
"It looked perfectly real for sure!", Aiji growled and hit the wall beside
Kirito's head, making the singer gulp. Then an idea lit in his head.
"I got it, Aiji!"
"You got what?"
"The way to your beloved's heart."
Aiji seemed very skeptical about any suggestion by Kirito right then, he
arched a brow, when his friend tipped a finger against his full lips.
"So tell me, Kirito."
"Don't they always say the way to you beloved's heart is through the stomach?"
"Yeeew, I surely do not want to see any endoskopic inside pictures!"; the
guitarist turned green, but Kirito shook a scolding finger at him: "No, no.
I mean l'art de la cuisine"
"Huh?"
"Cooking, fool." Aiji stared at him endlessly, trying to sort out that
suggestion.
"But Kirito, didn't you say yourself my cooking is beyond deadly?"
The latter nodded, then he cupped Aiji's cheek in his hand: "So you'll have
to learn how to, won't you?"
"Learn? Me?", Wickey poked her head out on the corridor and called to the
tall guitarist: "Aiji-san, it's your turn now!" Kirito shoved the guitarist
into the general direction of the make-room:
"Let's talk about it later", he stated to he confused man, while he thought
about who knew how to make Onigiri, that Kohta really loved? [Okaa-san!],
he smiled.
He had to call her.
Preparing for the concert, Kohta whined in closely Jun's ear: "I didn't
work. Did you see her face? Unaffected."
Jun tried to remember Wickey's face abut actually he had been much too busy
with the fact that there had been another man's lips on his neck.
"A sou?", he whispered.
"Aw, what shall I do, Jun?", the bassist clasped his freshly styled hair,
getting strange looks from the staff around them. "I want to get her
attention."
The guitarist blinked: "Really? You want to come on to Wickey?"
"Well, she is kinda cute, ne? Likes gaming and the same music", Kohta's
voice trailed off dreamily, making Jun roll his eyes.
"Maybe...", Kohta sighed, "Maybe she just is shy? I guess I have to take
different steps, right?"
Jun's thoughts were still distracted, this time by the cheering crowd
awaiting them. He simply said: "Yeah", to show his friend that he was still
with him.
"I got it. Jun, please, please help me", the bassist pleaded.
"With what?"
"I've got to write a love-letter to her. And you just have to help me with
that."
"WHAT?!", Jun backed until he ran over a harmless roadie, who winced.
"Please, I got to. After she wrote one to me, it seems only fair, don't you
think?", Kohta grabbed Jun's shoulders and shook him a little.
"I-I-I-I...", the guitarist stuttered in the rhythm of the shakes. Suddenly
a commanding voice interrupted them: "Stop flirting you two!"
"Kirito!", they gasped in unison, Jun a little dizzy from earlier
treatment, blinking at Kirito. "Flirting?", he asked, bewildered.
"It's show-time", the leader stated, gathering the other four members
around him. The mood was a little more awkward between them than normally,
when they engaged into their traditional group hug.
[Me? Flirting with Kohta? Damn that Kirito!], was in Jun's mind,
[I think I'm ready to fall in love], Kohta thought,
[Good Onigiri will make Kohta his slave], Kirito snickered inwardly, while
Aiji was a little melancholic, peering over to the man of his heart.
Only Takeo was concentrating on the task at hand.
The concert was also running less than smoothly. The band-communication was
disrupted somewhat, when Jun stepped back while he was head-banging, he
accidentally ran over Kohta, who stumbled and tried to keep his balance and
his notes at the same time, leaning to Jun for support. The fans went
crazy, but Jun could only bite his lower lip and blush.
When it came down to fan-service, Kirito decided, that a long-drawn out
kiss could serve to make Kohta jealous. While he kissed Aiji with abandon,
he missed his re-entry, still being in lip-locked with the lead-guitarist.
He jerked away when he heard the music already going on and hastily tried
to catch up with the lyrics.
Kohta, Jun and Takeo all seemed rather confused, but the concert had to be
the main priority, so they pulled through, loosing some of the clumsiness,
but still it was an uneasy experience.
When they left the stage after the last encore, Takeo was the first to make
air to these faults: "Man, we were bad!"
The other four nodded with shame.
Kirito looked at his firends: "We've got to get better next time! But let's
analyze this later, when we're a little refreshed."
The band-members nodded again and each of them headed for a shower.
to be continued
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