Hisashi sat in the practice room, almost empty of its occupants except for himself and a certain lovely blondie that was sitting beside him of the sofa.
He glanced sideways, at the blondie who was reading a certain article of the magazine he was holding, his brows slightly furrowed in concentration, his fingers absentmindedly tapping the pouty mouth of his lightly.
Kawaii….
Hisashi peeked at the article Jiro was so deeply engrossed in, and noticed that the bassist was still reading the article about Gackt's confession that he was gay.
Well, wasn't it a BIG hot news, that confession. Even him, Jiro, Teru and Takuro had discussed about it earlier, when Teru showed them that news.
None of them voiced their disagreement over the whole homosexual things. They just talked about how it would affect the guy, in this case, Gackt. Hisashi didn't know whether they really didn't mind about the homosexual things or were just hiding it so no one would regarded them as small minded…
But he knew he himself didn't mind.
He didn't mind because… he himself was gay.
None of his friends knew about this. Truthfully, he didn't intend to be gay. It was just… happened. It had all started from a light attraction towards one of his band mate. Then, he, in his drunken state, had 'accidentally' had sex with another guy. Some random guy. A one night stand.
It was unexpected, but he found himself… liking it.
And ever since he found out that he was bisexual, his attraction towards his band mate grew too.
And his band mate, his object of his affection and lust, is the one that was sitting beside him now. Jiro.
He didn't have any idea since when it started, but… staring, looking at Jiro, at his lips, those tempting red lips of his, when he was talking, when he was eating, drinking… when he was sucking of those lollipop candies he loved so much… it was more than enough to make his imagination ran out of control.
It wasn't only lust, of course.
With every passing day, Hisashi felt himself getting more and more attracted towards the blondie. Staring at Jiro was now officially his spare time activity. He loved almost everything in Jiro… the way he laughed, the way he played his bass… his voice, his laughter, his energy, his enthusiasm, his stubborness…
Okay, so there were times when Jiro was being annoying, but nobody's perfect. And honestly, to him, Jiro's unperfectness made him even more… perfect in his eyes.
"Whew!" Jiro suddenly exclaimed, shifting his eyes from the magazine to Hisashi. "This guy's really something!"
Hisashi raised his eyebrows in inquiry.
"I mean… he has guts to confess about his secret that he is gay. And he doesn't care about what people think about him"
Hisashi shifted a little and took the magazine from Jiro, flipping the pages of Gackt article. "What do you think?"
"…About him?" Jiro asked back. "Well… I kinda respect him"
"No, not about *him*," Hisashi sighed a little, closing the magazine and threw it somewhere across the room. "I mean what do you think about gay relationship?"
Jiro looked thoughtful for a moment. "… I don't know…"
"You don't like it? You don't agree?"
Jiro shook his head. "No, not that… I can relate with that actually. I mean, I understand his need to be with someone he loves"
"So you don't appose homosexual?"
"Um… I think I can safely say that I don't oppose homosexual…"
Hisashi stared at Jiro for a moment, wondering whether he should continue the conversation with the things he had in his head or not. This was the perfect time to tell Jiro about his feeling…
"What?" Jiro finally asked, feeling Hisashi staring at him.
"Are you… gay, Jiro?"
Jiro's eyes popped out of their socket and his jaw crashed the floor. "Wh… what makes you think so???!!!" he fluttered, blushing furiously.
Hisashi merely shrugged a little. "What if I tell you that I am gay? What will you do?"
"You what??" Jiro gasped, wide-eyed.
Hisashi moved closer to the still stunned Jiro. "What if I tell you that… I want you? That I love you?"
Jiro could swear that he was dead the time Hisashi spoke those words. He stared doubtfully at Hisashi. He couldn't tell whether Hisashi was just joking or serious. He couldn't read Hisashi's expression. He inched away from Hisashi until he reached the end of the sofa.
Hisashi smiled inwardly at Jiro's behaviour. He moved and closed the gap between him and Jiro. He stared deep at the doubtful brown orbs that were staring at him. "I'm serious, Jiro. I *am* gay and I *am* attracted to you," he said, seriousness dripping in every word that left his mouth. "I love you. I want you"
By this time, Jiro was so ready to run away. From Hisashi and from the shocks and confusions he had caused. But his escape routes had been well blocked by Hisashi and now he was trapped, cornered on the sofa.
He looked into Hisashi's eyes and he instantly knew that Hisashi was indeed serious. He said he was gay. Godness, he said he loved him.
Secretly, Jiro knew that he himself felt the same attraction towards the beautiful guitarist. But… but he couldn't tell Hisashi so, right? No, not now, when he hadn't even know whether he himself was a gay or not.
"Hisa… I…"
Darnit, what should he say?
Hisashi loomed closer to Jiro, his face was painfully close to Jiro's. He brought his hand up to brush Jiro's cheek softly. Jiro was just too kawaii, he couldn't resist it. "If I… kiss you, what will you do… koi?"
Jiro's eyes widened hearing the way Hisashi addressed him. Koi?? Koi as in koibito?? And he said he wanted to kiss him?? His blush deepened. Okay so he had been wanting Hisa to kiss him, but… but…
"Hisa -mmmmpphh~"
The rest of his words went to Hisashi's throat as Hisashi suddenly kissed him, fusing their lips together. Hisashi sneaked a hand behind Jiro's head, keeping him in contact, tangling his fingers with the mass of soft dark blonde hair.
Hisashi smiled a little, feeling Jiro's lips on his. This was what he had been waiting for. He ran his tongue along the pouty lines of Jiro's lips, sucking, nibbling lightly at the bassist's lower lip. Gently with his tongue, he coaxed Jiro's lips open, slipping his tongue into the inviting warmth and moist of Jiro's mouth, running his tongue on Jiro's mouth roof, along his teeth and then massaging Jiro's tongue with his own gently, tasting, devouring the way Jiro's taste.
Jiro tasted so sweet, he mused inwardly.
He felt Jiro quivering lightly under him, and Hisashi soon decided that he loved the way Jiro felt and tasted like. He cheered inwardly as he felt Jiro slowly responding to his kiss, as his tongue moved to meet his own. A bit shy, a bit unsure, but so adorable.
He broke the kiss as the need for oxygen became unbearable, but he kept his face close to Jiro's. He smiled a little hearing Jiro's gasps for air, feeling the bassist's short, ragged breath on his cheek.
"Wh… what… was that for… Hisa?" Jiro gasped.
"I love you," Hisashi answered. "What do you think about me?"
Jiro blinked, trying hard to calm his breath, still a bit reeling from the kiss.
// what do you think about me? //
Jiro blushed again, from the kiss, and from the answer of Hisashi's question that he knew was there in his head.
"I like the kiss very much, Jiro. Do you?"
Blush deepened. "…Yes…"
Hisashi stared at Jiro, at his flushed face and his wet, pinkish lips. "Can I kiss you again? Maybe it will help to sort out your feeling…."
Jiro's blushed deepened if it was even possible. But he wanted the kiss. He had to admit that he wanted Hisashi to kiss him again. "Yes… please…"
Hisashi kissed him again, happily noted that Jiro used the word 'please'. And this time, Jiro was more responsive - much more responsive, which made the kiss felt much better than the first.
By the time the kiss ended, Jiro decided that he liked Hisashi too. He didn't know whether he loved him or not - he was pretty sure he loved Hisashi, but he needed time, some little time, to sort out his feeling calmly. But he knew that he liked and wanted Hisashi.
"Ah," he said suddenly. "I have to go… have an appointment with my friend… so…"
"That is a lame excuse, Jiro" Hisashi rolled his eyes. "You just want to avoid my questions"
"I'm not lying about the appointment," Jiro pouted. "But yes, I need some more time to think about my feeling *calmly*… but…"
He leant towards Hisashi and gave him a light, lingeringly sweet, honey-drenched kiss. "Take that as my answer for now," he grinned cheekily, adorable faint blush still gracing his cheeks. He stood and took his jacket and bass. "Um… I'll give the answer tomorrow?"
Hisashi was smiling widely from Jiro's kiss. "Sure, tomorrow then. Don't forget"
"I won't," he grinned. "See you tomorrow, then". With that, he waved and walked out of the room, leaving Hisashi alone with his thoughts and enormous smile on his face.
It was so worth the effort. Sure Jiro hadn't said openly about his feeling, but that last kiss was more than enough to ensure Hisashi that he would get what he wanted. He looked around, feeling so pleased with the way things went, and his eyes landed at a Gackt picture on the magazine Jiro had read earlier.
He grinned. Maybe he should thank Gackt.
He stood and grabbed his own jacket and guitar. Humming, Hisashi walked out of the practice room, waiting eagerly for tomorrow to come soon.