The dubious do

Title: The dubious do
Author: LeX
Disclaimer: Don't sue, I'm not getting anything with wng tng this, it's just harmless fiction... no harm is intended. I do not own Daniel or Darren or any real person in thic. Ic. I don't know what their real sexual preferences are and I don't care as long as they're happy.
Summary: the SG boys walk around Tokyo
Pairing: no one really... but it's still worth reading you sneak! But no! No sex!
Genre: an attempt at being funny, i.e. comedy.
Rating: PG-13
Chapters: 3/3
Beta: LindaG ^^ she did it again lol thankies *bows*


Part 3

“Where’s Daniel?” Darren asked, interrupting an animated chat with Lee.
The bass player shrugged.
“No idea… Ben was with him about an hour ago… go ask him.” He suggested, shrugging and making his way towards the rest of the group, all dressed up for their first night out since landing in Tokyo - a long desired break after the non-stop week of rehearsals.
Darren followed him.
“Hey, anyone seen Danny?” he asked again, part of the crew didn’t even bother looking at him, but Carey did.
“Oh… said he was tired. Staying up. Said we should go without him. Not very cheerful today is he?” Ben uttered, pushing through some other band members to get to the singerDaniDaniel? Why?” Darren’s forehead was a wrinkling mess.
“Dunno.”
“Hmn… I’ll go check on him… you guys get going.” Darren decided, he wasn’t about to leave his friend alone, especially when all pointed to Daniel being upset about something.
“I don’t know Hayes…” Ben grabbed his friend’s arm, pushing him back near him “He told me not to let you go upstairs. Said he needed to rest.” Ben uttered, a silent tone being used.
“What??” Darren hissed “But he needs me! Someone’s g che cheer him up! Besides I want to know what got him so upset to make him not want to go out with us a-a-and… get wasted…! That’s so not like him!”
“Just leave him be, mate…” Ben let go of the arm and walked back to the group.

‘Oh… you’re gonna listen Jonesy!’ Darren ran up the stairs, not even bothering to call the elevator.
He quickly made it to the desired floor and broke into their suite.
Expecting to find a very teary and upset Jonesy probably snuggled up inside his bed, the image he was presented with shocked him to say the least…
Daniel was comfortably sprawled on the couch, only in boxers, a tablet of chocolate in his mouth and his hands busy with two remotes.
He didn’t even acknowledge Darren’s noisy entrance…

Darren was frozen; for three reasons, really.

One.
Daniel was half naked, and he was sure that with the way one of his legs was bent he was seeing more then he normally had to endure…

Two.
Daniel didn’t look sad, or ill or anything close to that.

Three.
He was wearing Darren’s favorite Star Waoxeroxers!!!

“Daniel, you bastard! I’m gonna kill you!!” Darren groaned, setting off towards a very startled Daniel who had just acknowledged his mate’s presence the second he saw something or someone moving pretty fast towards him on the corner of his eye.
“Dare!” he jumped, the tablet falling from his lips to get broken in pieces all over the floor.
Darren was furtively trying to yank his underwear from Daniel’s body. The latter man was completely appalled, trying to keep himself decent, by pushing his friend’s hands away.
“Darren! Stop it! You know I’m not into that stuff! Leave them!” he cried, almost totally naked now.
Darren finally succeeded; letting out a loud “Got ya!” once he managed to get the boxers away from the musician’s body.
“God dammit, what’s wrong with YOU???” Daniel hollered, grabbing a pillow close to his feet to cover his lower nakedness.
“These are MINE!” Darren growled, red from the struggle.
Daniel had a look at the boxers Darren had clutched against his chest like they were made of gold or something…
“Uh-huh…” Daniel nodded “I ran out of underwear.”
Darren didn’t seem too impressed.
“And?? People don’t share underwear!!” Darren cried, annoyed.
“Come on Daz… give that b” Da” Daniel reasoned.
“No! These are mine! Get your own!” Darren hollered, diva-like.
Daniel rolled his eyes and nodded.
“Alright.” He got up, had a look at Darren, who was observing him, and grabbed another pillow, this one to cover his backside and walked inside, towards the bedrooms.
Twenty seconds later, he was back, the pillows in hand and new boxers on.
“Are these okay…?” he asked, Darren growled.
“Those are mine too! I said to get your own, Daniel! I don’t share underwear! It’s gross!!” he made a face.
“Whatever… I don’t have any underwear left… I’ve sent it all downstairs for the hotel laundry to take car.” D.” Daniel informed, walking back towards the couch and assuming his previous position.
“Take them OFF!” Darren groaned; feeling hugely insulted.
“Look Darren… I don’t know where this sudden crave of seeing me naked came from… But I won’t take these off, that’s assured!” Daniel told him, beginning to gather the pieces of chocolate on the floor.

Darren was getting seriously annoyed.
“Daniel… don’t be obnoxious. Go get your own underwear.”
“Whatever…” Daniel sighed, turning the TV volume higher and starting to eat some of the chocolate bits he had picked from the floor.
“God ye a e a real pig! You know that?? And here I was… worried… Ben saying you weren’t okay… that you wanted to be left alone… I’m such an asshole.” Darren mumbled, throwing the boxers on the floor, starting to make his way out of the suite.
When Daniel understood Darren had reached his limit sooner then was usual, he instantly jumped off the sofa and ran to catch his friend, closing the door in front of him, his back against it.

“Pig.” Darren told him.
“But you love me.” He winked, Darren seemed serious at first, but then his lips broke into a ling ing smile.
“I’ll walk naked if you want… but don’t be mad at me.” Daniel whispered, gripping one of his friend’s shoulders, squeezing it gently. “Please…?” Daniel asked, pulling his lower lip out, trying to mimic his friend.
“Oh god… alright! Alright! But stop pouting! You have no style for that…”
Daniel smiled.

A couple of moments later… (still standing in the same spot)

“So…”
“Why didn’t you want to go out with us?”
“Uh… I’m not in the mood, Dare.”
“Right… and this has nothing to do with the haircut… no of course not…” Darren teased.
“Hey…! Umm… I…”
“It’s okay…! I wasn’t feeling like going out that much either…” Darren smiled, Daniel smiled back “Let’s do our own party here…”
Daniel looked in Darren’s feisty eyes and laughed.
“Alright… but I’ll only let you stay if you let me keep the boxers…”
Darren pretended to think for a bit, looking down to Daniel’s crotch, Daniel laughed.
“Hmn… fair enough.” Darren nodded.
“Good… come along…” Daniel grabbed Darren’s shoulders and started pushing him backwards, towards the couch, until his friend collided with the couch and sat.
“What were you watching?”
“Oh… a Steven Seagal movie…” Daniel shrugged, grabbing one of the remotes from the floor and changing the channel, the rolling credits were now the only thing left to see.
“Oh… that!” Darren stopped Daniel’s hand and made him go one channel back.
“Goonies?” Daniel’s nose twisted.
“Yes… got a problem with that?” Darren asked, taking some of the chocolate over the table (the one Daniel had collected from the floor accident) and having a bite.
Daniel’s eyes widened.
“You’ve just completely taken over my stuff!” Darren gave him a lopsided smile and giggled.
“See? That’s how I felt when you had my Star Wars undies on…”
“Give that back… that chocolate’s mine…” Daniel tried to grab it from Darren’s mouth, but the singer shrugged him off.
“Hehehe…” Darren gave it an even bigger bite and looked challengingly at Daniel.
“Look… if you’re hungry I guess we should order room service.”
“Sure…” Darren nodded, still biting on the chocolate.
“That’s making you fatter by the second…” Daniel mumbled, on his way to the telephone.
He didn’t see what color his friend turned, but he was sure it had to be a beautiful shade of red.
Darren quickly disposed of the chocolate and busied himself with staring at Daniel’s bottom instead of watching the movie just a couple of inches to the right.
“Hello? Uh I’d like room service… dinner… for two…” he turned around and caught Darren looking elatedly at his butt, and laughed to himself at Darren’s embarrassed face. “You want the vegan menu, right?” Darren nodded, pretending to focus on the movie.
Daniel turned around, smiling and ordered dinner.

“You know… I do have a nice arse.” Daniel mumbled, turning around to a shocked Darren. “Oh don’t make that face… I saw you looking at it…”
Darren laughed.
“Whatever… I was thinking… what if…”
“Now don’t change the subject!” Daniel winked, lounging beside his friend and turning his head to look in the other’s eyes. “Am I making Darren uncomfortable?”
“Darren’s got an idea to find out what that symbol in your hair means… care to hear…?”
“Okay…” Daniel smiled.
“We’re going to ask the bellboy when he brings the dinner up.”
“Ah… hmn… I don’t know Darren…”
“Look… we’ve gotta find out why everyone’s been laughing at you…”
“I’m not sure…” Daniel shrunk in couccouch.
“Come on Danny…! If he laughs… I’ll hit him.”
Daniel smiled.
“No… that’s not necessary…”
“Aww… I’m sorry… this is all my fault…”
“No… I should’ve asked what it meant…”
“But I shouldn’t have rushed you…”
“It’s okay… it was fun… it’ll grow.”
“But… don’t you wanna know what it means?”
Daniel looked up at his partner and bit his lower lip.


* * *

*knock-knock*
Daniel looked up from the stuff he was packing.
“Hey… come in.” he smiled; Darren smiled back and entered the room, holding a huge package in his left arm and closing the door behind him.
“Packing?”
“Yeah…” Daniel smiled, eyeing what Darren had in his arms. “What’s that…?”
Darren smiled a bit shyly and approached his friend.
“Hmn… I thought… hmn… it’s for you.” He handed Daniel the tall box.
Daniel smiled, surprised, and took it.
“For me…?” he asked, lowering it to the sofa, over the bag he was packing.
“Yeah… you deserve it… After what you went through because of me…” Darren chuckled a bit.
“Dare…” Daniel turned back to look at his mate.
“Open it.” Darren’s eyes had an excited glimmer that made Daniel smile and give over.
“Alright…” he turned back to the wrapped item and started removing the paper.
Darren got closer to his friend to observe his face.
“Darren…!” Daniel cried “What is this??”
“Well… I thought about something to give you… all that came to mind was that guitar you had been drooling over…” Daniel laughed, turning to his friend and engulfing him in a really tight hug.
“Thank you!” Daniel told him, now looking at his friend.
“Do you like it?”
“I love it! But you didn’t have to, Darren…”
“Yes I did…” Darren looked down.
“No…!” Daniel squeezed the shorter man in his arms. “I had a blast with you this week… and the cut… well… I’m as guilty as you are.”
“It doesn’t matter now… you’ve got your precious guitar! And my mind’s a lot lighter.”
Daniel smiled, nodding, his friend still in his arms, looking down to the acoustic guitar.
“Can I say something…?” Daniel whispered, Darren looked up, his clear blue eyes almost blinding Daniel. “You know the difference between an acoustic guitar… like this one… and a synth-guitar… like the blue one I drooled over… right?” Darren’s face was priceless.
“Oh…! Oh Daniel! I… I really thought you meant this one! Oh Danny, sorry!”
“No…! It’s okay! I love it! I do!” Daniel laughed a bit, trying to reassure Darren.
“Oh no! I’m sure they’ll take it back…”
“No, Dare! I love this one! Don’t do that…!” Daniel was laughing hard now, pulling his friend against him, and kissing his right cheek appreciatively. “I love it… What matters is the deed… this is the best present a friend has ever given me!” he rubbed Darren’s back “I love it.”
“I never do anything right…” was Darren’s muffled cry.
“Oh no… don’t say that…!”
“You’ve been walking with pussy written all over your head for the entire weekend and I couldn’t even buy the right guitar?? I mean… hello!!”
Daniel smiled, looking down to his friend.
“It’s my favorite guitar now. Given to me by the most amazing person I know…” Darren slowly looked up, as a cute little grin began to take over. “Come on… help me pack up the rest of my stuff…” Daniel whispered, giving Darren one last squeeze and turning back to the bag.
Darren smiled widely for a couple more seconds and then turned to the bag himself; his eyes widened.
“Daaaanny!! Those boxers are miiiine!” he moaned, hitting Daniel in the back, making the taller man go into fit of laughter.

*pout*

“Aww…”
“Danny…!!”
*BANG!*
*groan* “Ouch!! Cut it out Darren!”

THE END