Yay, we're almost done! Okay, so it's an X-Japan quote, so sue me. It means (obviously, for the first part) "Forever love, forever dream, embracing like this" from, duh, Forever Love "Forever love, forever dream, kono mama dakishimete"     When Kamijo awoke the next morning, his lover still was asleep, clinging tightly to his body. The blonde man just gazed down at the form, studying every detail of the red-haired man. He loved the way the eyelashes fluttered in his sleep, the way his lips curved, the way his hair was pressed down in weird places. He looked so adorable, so defenseless laying asleep on Kamijo's chest. The blonde man tried to sit up slightly, so as just to hold Machi and let him sleep on, but soon the drummer awoke, yawning and blinking blearily.     "Bonjour honey," Kamijo said softly, covering his lover's cheek with his hand.     "Mm, Kami-chan..." Machi mumbled incoherently, snuggling into the other man's body.     "Did you sleep well?"     Machi nodded, but fell back asleep. The vocalist just smiled, letting his lover sleep on in his arms.     The red-haired man slept for another half an hour until he sat up again, saying, "Did I go to sleep?"     Kissing his forehead, Kamijo told him, "Yes, but it's all right. I was watching you. You looked as though you were having a pleasant dream."     Machi slipped his arms around Kamijo's body, holding him tightly. "I dreamt that the man I loved with all my heart had returned to me and was holding me gently while I slept. And what was even better was that when I woke up, the dream continued." He smiled.     The blonde man's heart swelled at the words and captured his love's lips in his own, kissing him with all the love he could give.     When they broke the kiss, Kamijo suggested, "Ne, let's shower and then we'll go out for breakfast before practice! How about it?"     Grinning, Machi replied, "I think I'm looking forward to the shower! Too bad we don't have more time... I could think of some fun shower games." He winked.     "We have a dirty mind, don't we Machi-chan?" Kamijo exclaimed, laughing. "Come on, let's go, if you're real good, you'll get a reward tonight!"     When Kamijo and Machi arrived at the studio, they were the only ones there. Instantly, Kamijo became worried about the guitarist and instantly, Machi wondered at where the bassist was. However, they pushed these thoughts aside and sat down on the couch, Machi held tightly in the blonde man's arms.     "Well, if we're going to a have a while..." Kamijo murmured into his lover's ear, moving so he more sat over the red-haired man. Their mouths met, tongues running against each other. The drummer pulled Kamijo down so that he was laying on top of him, lips never leaving each other, lips constantly moving. The passionate kiss was finally broken, leaving both men breathless and slightly horny.     Craning his head up, Machi nipped at the sensitive skin of Kamijo's neck with his teeth, leaving little red marks on the whiteness. Growling, the blonde man moved himself between Machi's spread legs, thrusting his hips against the other man's, their growing arousals grinding together through the tight material of their pants. The drummer let out a moan, gripping Kamijo's shoulders tightly.     Just then, the two men heard the door open and in the blink of an eye, they were sitting up, trying to smooth down their rumpled clothing and hair. Shyly, Emiru appeared in the door, a huge smile across his slightly pink face. His arm trailing behind brought Mayu forth, their hands held. The look on Mayu's face was one of happiness but shyness still.     "Sorry we're late!" Emiru exclaimed, beaming and gripping his new love's hand tightly.     Kamijo smiled, very glad that the two had gotten together. "Daijoubu."     "Ne, Kami-chan, who wants to practice today? Let's go out for lunch! All four of us!" Machi suggested, grinning at the new couple.     Having to suppress the normal leadership roles, Kamijo consented and locked up the studio, the band heading out for some quality food. No one really  seemed to mind.     Emiru sat at his apartment, smiling happily to himself. Mayu was going to give him a chance! He could hardly wait for the next day when he could see him again and-     There came a knock at the door. Excitedly, the bassist ran to answer the call, throwing the door open and nearly squealing with glee when he saw the guitarist standing there, holding a rose out to him. "Waa, Mayu-chan! You came!" he exclaimed, gently taking the rose and setting it on a table, so as not to crush it when he threw his arms around the slim man's body.     "Hai," Mayu replied,  letting his fingers rest gently on the back of the bassist's neck. "I thought I'd come over and see what you were up to."     His mind suddenly yelling at him in a nervous blur, Emiru exclaimed, "Oh, I'm sorry, come in!" He stepped aside, allowing the guitarist to enter.     Smiling, Mayu came inside, taking off his shoes and watching in amusement as Emiru declared, "I need to get my rose into water before it dies!" He galloped off to the kitchen, preparing a huge vase for the little flower. Mayu sat down on one of his new lover's living room chairs. "Do you want something to drink?" Emiru called from the kitchen.     "Tea would be nice," the guitarist replied, lounging back in the comfortable furniture.    Tea, tea, tea, where do I keep my tea?? Emiru was so excited that he couldn't think. Finally, he found some and made it quickly, pouring it into two cups for himself and his lover. Whirling around with cups in hand, he was so awkward, they slipped from his hands, falling to the floor with a loud crash which sent tea and pieces of cup everywhere.     Hearing the noise from the kitchen, Mayu jumped up and went to see what was wrong. When he reached the door to the kitchen, he saw the bassist, tears gathering in his eyes, trying to sweep together the mess on the floor. "Ne, Emi-chan, what happened?" he asked.     Sniffling and trying to wipe away the tears, the other man replied, "It's all ruined now... I've ruined everything?" The salty liquid ran in streams down his cheeks.     Sympathy rising within him, the guitarist walked over to the crying man, reaching a hand down and pulling him up. Placing his hands on his face, he told him, "It's okay, don't cry! That doesn't matter." He wiped the sides of the bassist's eyes with his fingers, trying to make the tears stop.     Emiru's bottom lip just trembled as he tried to stop crying. "I'm sorry, Mayu-chan... I just wanted to do what you wanted but I screwed it up."     Mayu wrapped an arm around the bassist's waist, pulling him nearer. "Shhh, it's all right," he whispered.     Emiru watched, heart beating wildly, as the guitarist closed his eyes, tilting his head to the side. Lips parted slightly, his face moved closer and closer until the bassist could feel their lips pressed lightly together, making Emiru's heart flip into his throat. Awkwardly, he put his arms around the other man, thinking, I'm supposed to close my eyes, right...? The guitarist's lips moved gently on his own, a much more experienced kisser than the bassist was.     Finally, just as Emiru got into the groove of how the kissing worked, they broke their lips apart, Mayu smiling sweetly at the nervous man. "Now don't worry about the mess, we can take care of that later," he told him, taking his hand. "How about we go do something now?"     Wiping the last bit of moisture from his eyes, Emiru managed to stutter, "L-like what?"     "Oh, I don't know," the guitarist replied. "You want to go out, see a movie maybe?"     Emiru's face cracked into a huge grin. "Can we?"     "Of course! If you want to!"     "I want to!" the bassist exclaimed, nearly bouncing up and down with excitement.     Smiling at his lover's happiness, Mayu walked with him to the door, where they shared another sweet kiss, before heading out, hand in hand. To the Epilogue