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21 February 2007 @ 10:27 pm
 
Who: Ryuichi, K, Tohma and Yuki
What: Talking about the fate of NG
Where: A Club/Bar
When: Wednesday, 12 January 1991. 9PM.
Rating: R Just to be Safe
Status: Incomplete.


Multi-colored lights flashed from the ceiling and the walls, bodies pressed together contorting to the pulsating beat of the too loud music. From the door one stood on a balcony overlooking the dance floor, the bar nestled in one corner raised above the dance floor by several feet and squared off by chrome bars from the writhing bodies. Used to maneuvering about in the near dark while wearing sunglasses, Ryuichi made his way down the stairs and towards the bar, getting bumped and groped as he weaved through the crowd. None seemed to recognize him or even care, which is exactly what he wanted right now. He’d left the 'genius' behind in my apartment and was just plain old Ryuichi out looking for a good time.

Making it to the bar, he slipped between the pressed bodies and ordered scotch on the rocks from a pretty woman with her hair done up in two orange and gold pigtails framing her heart shaped face. Placing the glass in front of him, she lingered a bit, brown eyes widening as he dipped his finger in the amber liquor and licked the digit clean. She giggled, leaning forward enough so he could whisper in her ear but another customer dragged her away before she could answer him. Sighing at the loss, he turned to watch the gyrating bodies, the drink in hand.
 
 
 
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 12:25 am (UTC)
Blue eyes scanned the crowd for their target: an eighteen-year-old with brown hair and possibly missing their Kumogaoru, who the blonde-man donning army attire was carrying as he entered the club. It was a crowded place, sweltering with body heat and the bitter aroma of booze. Not that he cared, besides booze was common on the battlefield and was the quickest, best way of putting your enemy into a stupor.

He was practically crawling on his hands and knees, hugging the walls even to avoid being groped. Then again, with all the gear he had on no one would know what he or she was groping anyway. He kept the stuffed rabbit from prying eyes, perking up when he spotted the boy at the bar.

“Locked on Target,” he said, straightening as he aimed the cool nozzle of the gun at the back of the boy’s head, “Put your arms up above your head and come with me quietly, Sakuma Ryuichi, this is a hold up.” He said, teasingly with a laugh.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 01:38 am (UTC)
Ryuichi turned his head slightly, glancing at K from out of the corner of his eye. This was of course why he hadn't said anything about going out tonight, and suspected that Tohma had said something. Either that or their manager was listening in again.

"What a surprise this is." He said as he slowly raised his hands, the glass still in his right hand. "And if I refuse?"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 01:45 am (UTC)
“Simple, I’ll shoot.” He answered matter of fact as he kept the gun firmly in place. The sudden breaking and entering had earned him a few stares, but he merely shrugged it off and went back to business. When it came to rounding up his prized singer, K meant business; however, threatening to shoot him was only a bout of playful banter that seemed real to the common eye.

“Unless, you have other means of persuading me otherwise?” he said, smirking as he loosened his grip on the gun.


ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 01:48 am (UTC)
"Will a drinking contest sufice?" Ryu asked not moving from the spot he had been in. He trusted K, but the blonde liked to get carried away. He wouldn't want to actually give the public something to mourn over.

"I've been a little on the low side lately. Tohma's been scarse."
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 01:55 am (UTC)
He smirked, lowering the gun as he adjusted the strap resting on his shoulder, “Only if you pay that is,” he said, curling long, slender fingers around the barrel of his gun. When it came to deals, K drove a hard bargain or none at all. Since it seemed as though his singer was feeling rebellious, he’d settle it through a round of drinks.


ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 01:58 am (UTC)
Ryuichi frowned, but it soon faded into a small smile. "Alright, I'll buy." He said as he tipped what was left of the amber liquid back, draining it all in one gulp. "But you're one down on me." He said the smile turning into a smirk. Maybe tonight wouldn't be so bad.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 02:07 am (UTC)
“Fine then, I’ll top your one and go for two.” He countered, settling down at the bar as he ordered two shots of vodka in order to catch up with Ryuichi, “I like it hard.” He said with a wry smile and downed the first glass. Naturally, he was good at holding his liquor; however, it depended on the brand.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 02:11 am (UTC)
"You like everything hard." Ryu said with a larger grin as he took took a seat upon the nearest stool. He had a feeling that he'd been needing it soon. He motioned to the bartender who'd been eyeing him earlier and motioned her over. "Scotch straight up"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 02:14 am (UTC)
K laughed as he worked on the second shot and motioned the bar tender to bring over more shots, “What can I say? Going all-out is always best. Leave no stone unturned and push the pedal to the metal.” He said, rambling mostly as he tipped what was left of the vodka in his second glass back and moved to the third.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 02:18 am (UTC)
"Always? Tell that to Tohma. I swear that boy never does anything without double and even triple checking it first. He needs to start living a little. I mean here I am, in the middle of a crowded club, trying to drink my manager under the table. At least I'm having fun!" he said as he tipped back the scotch, enjoying the warmth as it slide down his throat.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 02:25 am (UTC)
“He needs to loosen up, partying a little once every so often will do Tohma good.” He agreed, nodding at what Ryuichi was saying. He smiled as he fingered the rim of his glass and the sides, smirking.

“Hell, he should come and get wasted with the two of us.” He suggested with a grin, his cheeks tinged pink as he tipped back the third glass, finishing it before moving onto the next.


ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 03:11 am (UTC)
Setting the empty shot glass down on the table. Ryuichi tried to remember exactly why he had come to the club alone tonight? While it wasn't odd to find him off on his own once and a while. Alone on a saturday night normally meant trouble.

Too bad Ryu couldn't remember why he'd been here alone. In fact he couldn't even remember what excuse Tohma had given him to be frank. With a low sigh, Ryuichi motioned to the bartender for their next round of shots and turned his gaze back to K. "Somehow I don't think getting wasted is exactly Tohma's plan for tonight."
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 03:19 am (UTC)
K blinked, tasting the rim of his shot glass against his lips. Not drinking yet as he stared back at Ryuichi, “You mean, those kind of plans?” he asked, furrowing his brow before taking a sip. The vodka was starting to taste bitter, and then sweet as it slid down his throat.

Frankly, he had the same feeling. In American terms, wasted could be used with so many meanings and he could only imagine what meaning Ryuichi meant.


ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 03:27 am (UTC)
Ryuichi kept his gaze locked on K's. He watched the blonde nurse his vodka shot, but not yet taste it fully. He knew he didn't have to explain it, the blonde would understand soon enough. "Yes, those kinds"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 03:32 am (UTC)
A smirk tugged at his lips as he took another sip, “About time he’s loosened up,” he said, getting the hint as he tipped the rest of the warm liquid down his throat, swallowing it. He had wanted to shower the blonde boy in an array of bullets, however, it seemed as though he was beaten to the punch.

Not that K cared; of course, he would’ve gladly jumped Tohma himself just to get him to let loose, after all, nothing wrong with letting your hair down occasionally.


ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 03:45 am (UTC)
All Ryuichi could do was just nod. He was almost to the point where a conversation of this magnitude would only get him into trouble. This was a time for his actions to ditact him, not his mouth and mind.

He had after all made the trek down to the club, to merely be Ryuichi. He'd left the genious singer in his apartment and that's where it would stay until the morning.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 03:54 am (UTC)
He nursed another glass, the vodka tasting fresh again as he smiled some at Ryuichi. His back turned to the bar now as he leaned against it, one elbow propped up on the counter top as he scanned the crowd. Blue eyes narrowing slightly as he searched for a familiar blonde boy.

His goal was to focus on the target, and capture it; however, Tohma was a far more formidable opponent than Ryuichi. It would take more than one bullet to skin that cat, but he figured he’d let the boy have fun for now, downing the rest of his vodka he sighed heavily.

There was a dribble of vodka at the corner of his mouth, but he got it with the tip of his tongue and smirked, setting his glass down, so that he could rest his cheek against a fisted hand.



ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 04:02 am (UTC)
It was surprising just how quickly Ryuichi's moods could change. But it was a normal state of affair for Ryuichi and he frankly didn't notice it that much anymore. Perhaps it was because of the acohol he'd consumed. Or the fact that Ryuichi more often than not, felt this way. All the singer knew, was that he'd come here to have a good time and for the moment it was lacking in alot of things.

Finding himself watching K, Ryuichi wished he had of brought Kumogaoru with him. At least then he would have had someone to converse with.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 04:09 am (UTC)
“I figured you would miss him, so…” He said as he reached over and pulled Kumogaoru out from the belt around his waist. He wanted to make sure the bunny was secure so that it didn’t get lost during his search for Ryuichi. He was more so plastered now, sighing in relief as he held Kumogaoru out to Ryuichi. His cheeks were flushed a deeper shade of pink as he grinned goofily at the singer.



ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 04:40 am (UTC)
Upon seeing Kumogaoru, Ryuichi wasn't able to keep the goofy smile off of his face. The singer reached his hand out and took hold of the plushie, enjoying the softness of the plushie's fur. For as long as Ryuichi could remember K, Kumogaoru had alawys been a part of that. From the dangerous mission to the intense sessions Ryuichi was just as much a part of Kumogaoru as the plushie bunny was a part of him.

Finally crushing the bunny to his chest, Ryuichi gazed at K with a teary-eyed gaze. He whispered his thanks, hoping the blonde would understand.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 11:47 am (UTC)
K smiled knowingly as he nodded, “You’re welcome.” He answered with a chuckle: reaching over to pat the boy on the head. The first half of his mission was complete and that was returning Kumogaoru to the singer. Now, the second half of his mission was to scope out Tohma and apprehend the boy, but with the way things looked: undercover seemed the best way to handle to the current situation.

“Say, Ryuichi. Want to play a game of hide and seek?” he asked, grinning inwardly at the suggestion. He figured if anyone could find Tohma, he could.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 10:04 pm (UTC)
The brunette's eyes lit up as Ryuichi raised his head to gaze at K, a wide grin forming on his lips. With an overly excited nod, Ryuichi tightened his grip on Kumogarou. "I'll go hide and you find me?"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 10:07 pm (UTC)
K chuckled as the boy’s eyes lit up, “Yes, but first. Tohma is hiding and before any of us can be it, we have to tag him first. We’ll make the bar home base.” He said, grinning happily like a mad man. This would indeed be fun, even if his idea of Hide and Seek was warped.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 10:12 pm (UTC)
Ryuichi nodded, showing that he understood the *rules* of the game. He kept a tight grip on Kumogarou making sure not to drop him and then look at K with an impish grin. "I'll find Tohma before you can!"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 10:17 pm (UTC)
He got to his feet, stretching as he tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, “Will you now, but don’t forget we both have to count first.” He reminded, nodding and glad that boy understood his game. Besides, playing the counting game he felt would give Tohma enough time for whatever it was he had planned.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 10:20 pm (UTC)
Overly excited now, Ryuichi covered his eyes, with his hand and started counting. He didn't get very far before he realized that K wasn't counting with him. That was not how the game was suppose to be played. With a frown he lowered his hands slightly. "We're suppose to count together! You weren't counting with me!!"
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 10:22 pm (UTC)
K blinked, but smiled as he covered his eyes, “All right, once again from the top? We count together this time.” He assured, eyes still covered as he waited for Ryuichi to count along with him.

“1…” He began, slowing his pace so that he and Ryuichi were synced.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 10:25 pm (UTC)
Knowing that K wouldn't try to cheat him out, Ryuichi covered his eyes and resumed counting in sync with K. They reached ten before too long and Ryuichi dashed off in the opposite direction of K.
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 10:34 pm (UTC)
He gave Ryuichi a head start before taking off himself, grinning widely as he ran through the crowd. He tripped and stumbled over club goers and paused briefly in a clear spot of the room to smooth out his clothes.

“Now, if I were Tohma…where would I hide?” he asked himself, thinking hard as he crossed his arms over his chest. If it weren’t for the massive body of people, he could locate him easily; however, that wasn’t the case here. It was a densely populated area and made finding Tohma a game of where’s Waldo.

He sighed heavily, “Just my like, this’ll be like finding a needle in a hay stack.” He grumbled, but due to the GPS K knew where Tohma was, however, the game wouldn’t be as fun that way.
ryuxmrbear on March 20th, 2007 10:46 pm (UTC)
Ryuichi moved easily threw the crowded club, having more luck staying unnoticed that K would. It wasn't that Ryuichi was smaller than K, he came up to the blonde's shoulder but rather it was the brunette's mentality right now. He was thinking like a 8 year old, and thus he moved as such. It was a handy trick that didnt' always come to Ryuichi in the best of times. This was really the first.

As he scanned the crowds of people, Ryuichi kept his eyes open for two blondes. K and Tohma. There was no way he was going to let K steal his win on finding Tohma.
Tohma Seguchi0acciaccatura0 on March 20th, 2007 02:56 am (UTC)
Tohma grinned as they slammed up against the sweaty club wall. Pushed and pulled to the back, now out of the way but infront of the massing crowds. Lights flashed in the darkness and music shook everything around them. The baseline became the pounding in your chest, replacing that of the now seemingly useless organ called a heart. Sound was everything. Touch was plentiful. Sight was compromised, and you didn't care less.

"You are being a remarkably bad influence on me." He purred into the other man's ear in a voice that was anything but innocent. Nimble hands pushed up the man's shirt as long fingers traced and circled his hips.

A stranger by another name. Tall, dark, and God, yes.
ebrius_doctoris on March 20th, 2007 03:05 am (UTC)
Yuki offered a purr in response as he shuddered; it was absolutely worth allowing the other to dress him in such a ridiculous outfit -- leather pants and a fishnet shirt that didn't even make it to his bellybutton? He looked like a cheap hooker, for crying out loud.

It was a very good idea to have forfeited underwear, the boy decided, and an even better idea to get fake ID, dance with Tohma, and then suggest they have a good fucking.

Granted, they hadn't exactly fucked yet, but Yuki preferred to save his eloquence for paper -- sex was meant to be raw. Gritty.

And certainly it paid its price as he was shockingly slammed against the wall, head tilting upward as he arched his chest forth, hands instinctively sliding into the back pockets of the man's pants.

Oral would work just as well, now that he thought about it.
Tohma Seguchi: Smexy0acciaccatura0 on March 20th, 2007 03:29 am (UTC)
Tohma pressed against the other, hips grinding and tongues twisting. He moaned once the man's hands gripped and squeezed his buttocks. He rewrapped his arms around his neck, pressing even closer.

He stared the the others moist lips a moment, wanting, needing, smelling the tangy breath he could taste mingling with his own.

Deviant in every sense of the word. His cares of works and business with his parents forcibly pushed aside this evening. He'd pinpointed Yuki from day one, he would be his release; killing that numbness that had recently formed around Ryuichi, too familiar, too close. His Mother had taught him to push friendly relationships asside with her upbringing, take the bad with the good, but never the good solely, nothing was ever that good.
ebrius_doctoris on March 20th, 2007 03:38 am (UTC)
Throbbing beat, heavy bass -- it absolutely vibrated through his body. The leather pants felt all too tight as he ducked his head to bite the blonde's pretty neck, teeth tugging and suckling for all it's worth until he left a dark, nearly black, mark.

His property.

Territorial to say the least.

"You should go down on me in front of all these people," he smirked, grinned slightly. "Freak out the straight people."
Tohma Seguchi: Smexy0acciaccatura0 on March 20th, 2007 04:01 am (UTC)
Had Tohma's head been in a more logical, rational place right now he most certainly would have been offended, highly amused -- a Seguichi on their knees? Oh, please -- but offended all the same. As it were he was none of those things right now, in fact he was the polar opposite of everything he'd usually be described as.

And so with a sultry look he nodded and sank down onto his knees, dark green eyes taking in every inch of the others body as steady, eager hands parted the fly and eased out the man's flush member.

Tohma nudged the mushroom tipped head with his nose, wetting his lips before gliding his tongue along his shaft. His eyes only leaving the others for a moment as he shut them; Yuki's cock bumping his throat once, uncomfortable for the blond, no doubt pleasurable for the standing man.
ebrius_doctoris on March 20th, 2007 09:32 pm (UTC)
... well, that was something completely unexpected for the sixteen-year-old youth -- making a very, very lewd suggestion only to have it be taken seriously. He was more startled at first but who was he to deny a blow job, and a good one at that.

And maybe, just... maybe... he hadn't had as much experience as he claimed to have, once again heightening his sensation as his hands slid into the mop of fine, blond hair and gripped, back pressed to the wall, hips as still as he could keep them in the rareness of sympathy for the other -- or perhaps a paranoia of a 'biting' accident, something that happened twice before.

Already, a few people skittered away, odd, horrified and disgusted glances thrown in his direction to which he could only smirk.

Yes. Commando was a good idea, and this was an excellent one.
Tohma Seguchi: Smexy0acciaccatura0 on March 20th, 2007 10:28 pm (UTC)
The firm hand messed in his hair only served to further spurn him on. To meet him Tohma's hands gripped the outsides of Yuki's thighs to steady himself (and to hold back the obviously zealous brunet.)

Tohma's eyes left the others for a while, he lowered them seemingly to concentrate on getting the other off.

The voices behind him were nothing more than white noise; annoying but ultimately drowned out by the beat of the baseline in his ears (or was it his heart? Now he wasn't sure which was beating harder or louder).
ebrius_doctoris on March 20th, 2007 10:37 pm (UTC)
His fingers tightened as his head lowered, chin pressed just above his sternum as he quivered settled by only the stillness the other instigated with his hands. The blond was good, and that would be an understatement. To play upon pun, it was mind blowing.

"Tohma," he breathed, the name sliding with ease off his lips as he groaned, grunted once, trembled further.

Underworld, "Moaner."

He wouldn't last to the end of the song. He was betting as soon as they got to the "I'm milk in your plastic" bit that he'd get off. The reflection of not having a condom came to mind, a slight concern out of habit though he had been tested, and drug Tohma along with him.. or was it the other way around.

[i]And the girls are up to something animal...
Animal boy thing,
Girl, up on the roof again,
boy thing...[/i]

So close. He wondered if Tohma liked getting shot in the face because a cum covered Tohma would be even hotter... then again, the last time he tried that resulted in his 'girlfriend' tying him up and shoving a large toy up his rectum... something he didn't exactly object to and immensely enjoyed.

"God, Fuck, Tohma.."
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 11:09 pm (UTC)
After some extensive viewing of the crowd, blue eyes settled on a familiar head of blonde hair and sighed. Easing his way through the crowd, he took light steps towards the two figures ahead of him. For once, he was glad he had beaten Ryuichi to the punch, after all, he’d rather find a clean Tohma than a dirty one, but then again that was far from promising.

All he had to do was follow the stares and treated them like a trail of breadcrumbs. Pausing a few inches away from them, he cleared his throat and crossed his arms over his chest. Figuring the incognito approach would be better than shouting the blonde boy’s name and having Ryuichi come over at the wrong time.

“Pardon me for interrupting,” he began, adjusting his glasses as they glinted under the flashing lights.
ebrius_doctoris on March 20th, 2007 11:22 pm (UTC)
The boy groaned, this time not in one-hundred percent ecstasy. The fuck? Just... the fuck?

His head lifted, eyes opened though his cheeks were flushed as he gave a hazy smile.

"Why hello there," he replied. "If you don't mind, I'm getting a killer blow job and will be for the next..." He glanced down, fingers sliding from the man's scalp to massage his ear lobes, trace his cheeks, then smooth up again, "-ten minutes."
blondbombshellk on March 20th, 2007 11:41 pm (UTC)
K sighed as he fished out his 9mm and aimed it at Kitazawa, “I’m kind of in a hurry, so lower the gun and nobody gets hurt.” He said, serious as he stared down at Tohma and inched the nozzle closer to Kitazawa’s head, “Tohma, Ryuichi is currently in search mode, just thought I’d let you know.” He said and made sure that Kitazawa could feel the chill of metal.

“Once he finds you, our game is over.”
Tohma Seguchi: Becoming0acciaccatura0 on March 20th, 2007 11:59 pm (UTC)
Tohma's eyes were on Yuki's, sympathetic eyes flashed with anger as they surveyed the long, familiar barrel pointed at the man's head. He slid his lips from Yuki's cock, and spat his mouths contents at the American's boot.

Tohma pushed himself to his feet using the wall as leverage. Sharp, narrowed eyes were turned on the tall man. "Do I ever interrupt you, Mister K?"
blondbombshellk on March 21st, 2007 12:12 am (UTC)
His eye twitched visibly out the corner of his shades, “No, you don’t. Although, I must inform you Tohma, that I wouldn’t interrupt you unless I had a damn good reason.” He countered, keeping the gun firmly in place and made a face when the contents from Tohma's mouth splattered all over his boots.

“Frankly, I’m doing this for Ryuichi. Not for myself.” He added and brushed his boot off with the bottom of the other.
ryuxmrbear on March 21st, 2007 12:17 am (UTC)
Off on the other side of the club, Ryuichi frowned as he ran a hand threw his hair. His search so far had turned up nothing and he couldn't drop the idea that K had beaten him to Tohma. What a drag that would be. Turning around he crossed his arms as his eyes scanned the crowd before him, trying to spot anyone he knew.