Twisted

                hide came into his favourite bar quite late in the evening. His day had been tiresome and he definitely needed relaxation. He looked around in search for a free seat and suddenly noticed Pata sitting at the bar, his head resting heavy on the counter. Quickly he approached him, calling out his name. “Pata?! Hey, Pata… What are you doing here…? I thought you were sick…? Everything okay?” The dark-haired man lifted his head a little, looking at his friend confusedly. “hide? What… are you doin’ here…? Where’s Yoshiki?” Slightly scared he tried to locate Yoshiki, who obviously wasn’t there. “Scared, huh? He’s working, as usual.” hide replied, a bit annoyed because of his lover’s working habits. “Hey Pata… Don’t you think you’ve had enough of those…?” he raised one perfectly plucked eyebrow and pointed at the several empty bottles and glasses of hard alcohol which were standing in front of the completely plastered man. hide sat down beneath Pata and ordered a drink himself. “So tell me, why did you skip rehearsal yesterday? You aren’t sick, aren’t you? You look pretty healthy to me, except of being drunk as hell…” The smaller man blushed and murmured: “Didn’… feel… well…” hide downed his drink quickly, looked at his friend for a few seconds and then decided to bring him home immediately, before he’d drink himself to death. “You don’t _look_ that great at the moment, either…” he frowned. “Come on, let’s go…” He paid the barkeeper and dragged the half-unconscious guitarist out of the bar to his car.

As they reached Pata’s home hide had some trouble carrying the limp form up to the apartment but finally managed to get his friend up there and laid him down on his couch. He first went into the kitchen and helped himself to some drinks, then sat down next to his buddy. “Pata, spill it out” he began. “What happened?” “Nothin’” grunted Pata sleepily. “Something about Taiji?” the red-haired guitarist asked. In the last weeks he always had had the feeling there was something going on between those two, at least he had noticed that the usually so calm bassist had acted strangely. Pata winced. Tears came to his eyes as he heard the name of his beloved, and he nodded silently. hide realized that this was serious and went on asking. “You love him, do you…?” “Yes” Pata whispered, knowing that it was impossible to hide something from hide. Somehow the barrier was broken, and the always extremely silent and reserved man began to speak openly now. “2 days ago… I gave him a guitar lesson… and… afterwards… we were drinking, and… then… he kissed me, and… and… then… he… he… we… we were so drunk… and he…” “…fucked you?” hide completed. The shy guitarist blushed furiously and stuttered: “… Yes… but… he doesn’t love me… He left me… he… he was just gone… it doesn’t mean anything to him… I… he… but, I… I love him… he…” his words were choked by tears until finally hide couldn’t understand one word anymore. <<Fuck>> hide thought as he took one long swig out of one of his bottles. <<I’ve never seen him cry before…>> He didn’t really know what to say now,  so he just embraced Pata and tried to comfort him, remembering all the times he had comforted a crying and totally desperate Yoshiki. He grinned slightly at the thought of how most of those situations had ended, but soon was brought back to reality again as he looked down at the sobbing and shaking figure in his arms.

After some time Pata had fallen asleep, his head leaning heavy on his friend’s shoulder. hide laid him down on the couch carefully and stayed beside him for almost half an hour, emptied the rest of his bottle and finally went home. On his way he thought about the situation which was just revealed to him. It didn’t really make any sense to him. <<Wasn’t it Taiji who seemed kinda lovesick lately? Perhaps Pata misunderstood something, or did I get everything wrong…? That would be quite strange... In this things I’m always right… But I guess it's actually none of my business.... They both have to deal with it themselves... Maaaan, that all got twisted around!>> Hoping that it was the right decision, hide devoted his thoughts to Yoshiki, whom he had to cheer up after work for sure...

Taiji had waited for Pata to respond in any way for 4 days, but now he couldn’t bear the uncertainty any longer. He just had to talk to him! He was very much looking forward to the rehearsal today. Pata would most probably be there, he wouldn’t dare to skip again, he was far too afraid of Yoshiki – and Taiji was sure that his beloved hadn’t been sick. Maybe he should wait for him outside, so he could talk to him before the rehearsal started…

Pata was running down the corridor, praying to god he wouldn’t be too late. Something like that had never happened to him before! Panting he reached the studio, deciding he shouldn’t smoke that much any more. It almost gave him an heart attack as he saw Taiji leaning against the wall outside the room, nervously smoking a cigarette. Pata fought down the tears which already welled up in his eyes and coughed “Am I late?”  as he hurriedly headed past Taiji. <<Shit!!!>> the bassist thought. <<Is he angry at me…? Fuck… Maybe I should just go inside and talk to him afterwards, Yoshiki will kill me if I’m late again… I don’t know why he was that cheery last time, but probably today he isn’t…>> As he stepped into the studio Pata was already tuning his guitar and playing a little, Toshi was fumbling around with the microphone, trying to get it to work (“Fuck you, damn microphone!!!”), whilst Yoshiki and hide were standing around in a corner, chatting and obviously waiting for him. He earned an angry glance from their leader because he was the last one to appear again, but he didn’t really give a fuck.

During the rehearsal Pata always hid behind hide, trying not to see Taiji, and was even more silent than usual – that means, he didn’t speak one word during the whole rehearsal. The bassist on the other hand tried to get eye contact with him all the time. The red-haired pixie-face was standing in the middle, trying to concentrate on his guitar and thinking that this got really twisted around. It was quite obvious to him that they both loved each other and both of them didn’t even know it. Yoshiki’s mood was very clouded this day, and Taiji’s and Pata’s lack of concentration didn’t make it any better. hide was the only one who could calm him down at least a little, but not even he could hinder their leader to cancel their usual short break. No-one but Pata was very happy about that – but Taiji almost cursed Yoshiki for stealing him the chance for a conversation…

Finally, after a couple of hours, hide managed to convince Yoshiki that they had practised more than enough, so he released 4 totally exhausted X-members to freedom. Pata packed his guitar in record time and headed out of the studio, but Taiji was faster. He caught up with him (the guitarist really should smoke less), pushed him against the wall and placed his hands to the left and right of his head, making the guitarist instinctively turn away his head. Pata was trapped. The taller man leaned down towards him and kissed him shortly, but passionately.  The other one was far too surprised to respond and just looked at him in utter shock. “Pata-chan… We need to talk.” Taiji said softly. “But not here on the corridor… Come on, let’s go home…” He led his friend to the car and drove home. During the whole way Pata didn’t even open his mouth (except once, to smoke a cigarette) and just stared out of the window, totally confused.

As they came into Taiji’s apartment, he first offered Pata something to drink and then invited to sit down on the bed since he lived in a very small apartment and didn’t have a couch, where he immediately joined him. He cleared his throat before he began. “Pata-chan…” he stuttered. “Errr… I first want to apologize for leaving you… that way… I dunno… I was so confused… when you told me you loved me… I really didn’t expect that… I never thought you’d… you know… I somehow needed time to think… and I thought you also did… and… I just couldn’t face you, after all this… and… I’m really sorry… I guess I hurt you a lot…” Pata just sat there, totally perplex, not able to say anything for some moments, until he finally stammered: “I… I… did I really… say that…?!” “You… don’t remember? You… so you really have been too drunk… you didn’t mean it… It all wasn’t serious… So you don’t love me… Pata-chan…” For Taiji the whole world broke into pieces. “What?!” exclaimed the totally stunned guitarist. “Do you want to say that… you… love me?! But… but… no, you got that wrong… Taiji! Of course I love you! I always did… ”

Hearing these words, the bassist embraced Pata tightly. Never before in his life he had been so happy. He looked deep into his lover’s dark eyes and kissed him passionately, not wanting to ever let him go again. Once more this evening Taiji trapped Pata, this time on the bed, but now the smaller man didn’t look away. Lovingly he wrapped his arms around the other man’s neck, pulling him down gently. He covered his face with kisses, wandered down to the neck and afterwards unbuttoned the shirt with deft fingers to move on to his muscular chest. Pata rolled them over, so he finally lay on top. Hungrily he licked his way down to Taiji’s semi-erection, at the same time removing his lover’s shirt and carelessly throwing it behind him. With one hand he playfully toyed with a nipple, the other one was already working on the zipper of the pants. The bassist was so (positively) shocked because of Pata’s sudden courage that he almost couldn’t move, so he just lay there and enjoyed, wondering where the inexperienced man had this skill from. Maybe playing the guitar that well really helped… This time Taiji was the first one to be naked, but it didn’t take the other man long to follow him with that. He gradually went crazy as the fiery feeling of Pata’s lips on the tip of his sex slowly increased. The small man first licked the other one’s length, then started to suck on it tenderly until Taiji couldn’t help but moan loudly. His desire grew bigger and bigger, and he rocked up his hips violently to get more contact to those hot lips. Pata understood and took the whole thing into his mouth, sucking on it harder, gently pinching the erected nipples at the same time.  Short before Taiji climaxed his lover took him out of his mouth, making him whimper in disappointment, blushed furiously and whispered: “Taiji… please… fuck me!”

He didn’t have to ask twice. The bassist reached over to his nightstand for lubricant and handed it to Pata, who applied it on his lover’s arousal with teasing motions, turning him on even more. They switched positions, so that the smaller man was at the bottom again. Taiji spread Pata’s thin legs a little and then penetrated the fragile body with one hard thrust, almost tearing him apart. The other man almost couldn’t take the intense pain and cried out loudly, but his screams soon changed into moans of ecstasy as Taiji slowly pushed in and out of him. After a while his thrusts started to get faster and harder, and he roughly pumped Pata’s sex with one hand, making him shudder and gasp in pleasure. The guitarist bugged up his hips to force his friend deeper inside his body. The friction became unbearable for Taiji and he came deep into his lover’s body, that brought Pata over the edge as well and he finally reached the peak. Totally exhausted and spent they fell back onto the bed, both with the happiest smiles on their faces.

“I guess this makes it official?” the bassist grinned. Smiling sweetly, Pata whispered a shy “Hai… Koibito…” and then fell asleep peacefully in his lover’s strong arms.

~OWARI~

Kowaiitenshi's note: Uh... Writing Yaoi is so hard.

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