Dangerous Game

Kyo winces as Kaoru applied pressure to the bleeding wound on his shoulder. The small vocalist sighed, allowing his bandmate to clean the wound and bandage it.

" What happened this time, Kyo-kun? " Kaoru asked, voice concerned for his friend.

Kyo only shook his head, not really wanting to talk about it. " I was nothing...we just had a misunderstanding...that's all. " Kyo reached for his shirt, pulling it back over his head. He was sitting on the bathroom sink, legs dangling over the edge. He looked Kaoru over, frowning deepl. " Kaoru-kun, please don't get all distraught over this. It was nothing. I promise. " He said softly as he folded his hands in his lap.

" That's bullshit Kyo and you know it! " Kaoru flared. " How can you claim you love this man when he hurts you? Tell me how? "

Kyo opened his mouth to speak but no words came forth. He bowed his head, sighing heavily, causing his small shoulders to heave. " I just do. I can't explain it to you in words you'll understand. "

Kaoru sighed, reaching out and rubbing the small man's arms gently. " Gomen nasai, Kyo-kun. I just worry about you. You're not just my bandmate, but my friend. And deep down so much more. He thought silently.

Kyo looked up, offering a smile. " I know Kaoru-san...arigatou. " The little vocalist leant forward, resting his forehead against the older man's chest. " Do you mind if I stay here tonight? To give him a chance to cool off. "

" Of course you can, baka. You know I can't say no to you. " Kaoru laughed softly, kissing the top of the blonde's head. " Come on, let's get you something else to wear that's clean. "

Kyo smiled his thanks to the guitartist, following him into his room. He looked around, smiling at the usual messy state of Kaoru's room. He smiled at the guitarist's back as the man pulled out a white t-shirt and a pair of grey drawstring pants.

Kaoru turned to the younger man, handing him the clothes. " They'll be a bit big on you but they'll do for now. "

" Arigatou, Kaoru-kun. " Kyo took the clothes from the other and quickly shed his soiled clothing, leaving his boxers. He changed into the warm comfortable clothes that were in fact a size to big for him. He smiled up to Kaoru, moving to sit on the man's bed. " What would I do without you, Kaoru-sama? "

" You'd probably be dead in a gutter somewhere. " Kaoru snorted, pulling a pair of pajama pants on.

Kyo frowned, moving to lean against the headboard of Kaoru's bed. " It's not like that, Kaoru. He loves me. I know he does and would never hurt me intentionally. It's my fault it happens. I deserve what I get. "

Kaoru gaped at Kyo in disbelief. He's joking. He has to be. He can't honestly think that he deserves the abuse. " Kyo, open your eyes please. How can you say that? No one, and I mean no one, deserved to be treated like this. It's understandable for a couple to get upset with eachother and bicker, but when the bickering turns violent, then we have a problem. "

Kyo merely shook his head, refusing to believe what Kaoru was saying. " You don't know. You don't see how badly I annoy him sometimes. I promise that I'm not in any danger. If that were the case you'd be the first person I came to for help. "

Kaoru nodded, sighing softly. He knew he wouldn't win the argument. " All right, Kyo. I'll let this slide for now, but if you have to come here again because he's gotten violent towards you and if I see so much as a scratch on you...then I won't hesitate to open my mouth about it. I won't stand back and watch on of my best friends being hurt by a lover. Got it? "

" I got it, " Kyo nodded, curling up slightly on the bed. He looked to the alarm clock, 11 pm glowing back at him. " Can we sleep now, Kaoru-kun? I'm tired and we have rehearsel tomorrow. "

Kaoru nodded, moving to lie down next to the other. He pulled the blanket aside, watching the small man burrow under it. He smiled down at the blonde, smoothing his hair gently. " Oyasumi, Kyo-chan. "

Kyo snuggled up against Kaoru, resting his head under the older man's chin. " Oyasumi. " He said softly, closing his eyes. Within minutes he was asleep.

Kaoru sighed, closing his eyes as well. I'm going to make you see Kyo. I'm going to make you see that you deserve so much better then that. I wasn to show you myself. " The guitarist listened to the smaller man's breathing, soon falling to sleep to the rhythmic sound.

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Kaoru rose the next morning, blinking slightly in the morning light spilling through his bedroom window. He looked down to the sleeping vocalist next to him and smiled faintly. Very gently he got off the bed and quietly went to his closet to pick out clothes for the day. After choosing an outfit, he crept to the bathroom, closing the door softly so as not to wake his friend. He set his clothes on the sink and turned the water of the shower on, letting it warm up before climbing in. He immediately felt more at ease with the warm water cascading over his nicely built shoulders. How'd you get involved with trash like that? I'll protect you, Kyo. I don't care what I have to do. He thought silently. The guitartis shook his head, trying to clear his mind of the situation. He washed up quickly and stepped out of the shower, shivering faintly from the cold air hitting him. He dressed, brushed his teeth and ran a brush through his wet hair before going back into his room and using a light hand to shake Kyo.

" Ohayo, Kyo-kun. You better get up and get ready. We need to be at the studio in an hour. "

Kyo stirred, grumbling in response. He sat up slowly, wiping the sleep from his eyes. " All right. I'm up. " The small man raised his arms to stretch before rising from the bed. " Can I borrow another outfit for today? "

" Hai. Whatever you want to wear, just grab it from my closet. " Kaoru replied.

Kyo smiled his thanks, moving to the closet and picking out a plain outfit. He smiled to the violet haired man while walking past him and into the bathroom.

Kaoru watched his friend disappear into the bathroom before finding his socks and shoes, pulling them on. He stood from the bed, stretching out. He took a deep breath, walking out of his room and into the kitchen, vaguely wondering what it was going to be like when Kyo went home that night. He opened the refrigerater and pulled out a bottle of orange juice. Just as he was about to take the first swallow, he heard the phone ring. Figuring it was one of the guys trying to worm his way out of rehearsel he moved to the kitchen phone and picked up the reciever.

" Moushi Moushi. " he greeted the mystery caller.

" Hello, Kaoru. Is Kyo with you. " An all to familiar voice asked.

Kaoru narrowed his eyes, cursing the man on the other end mentally. " He's in the shower. " the leader said dryly. " He's getting ready for rehearsel today. "

" Soka...well then, would you please tell him to call me when he get the chance. There are some things we need to talk about. " the man said.

" Would you mind if I ask what it was about? " Kaoru asked, his voice tense.

" It's none of your damn business. " The voice sneered. " Just tell him to call me. " With that, the line went dead.

Kaoru replaced the reciever on the base, his brow knit in anger. The nerve of that asshole. Who the fuck does he think he is to call my house and demand anything from me. Kaoru raged silently, balling his hands into fist. He would have loved nothing more then the fuck up the man's good looking face. He took a shaky breath, forcing himself to calm down before Kyo came out.

Kyo perked up an ear, hearing the phone ring. He cursed under his breath, praying that it wasn't his lover that was calling. He shook faintly from the cold air before putting on the borrowed clothes. He ran a brush through his damp hair half-heartedly before emerging from the bathroom and joining Kaoru in the kitchen, smiling to the older man.

" Who was that on the phone? " He asked, moving to get an orange juice from the fridge.

" Just one of the guys trying to get out of rehearsel today. " Kaoru shrugged. " I told them no way. " he laughed softly, finishing the last of his orange juice and chucking the bottle in the trash.

Kyo nodded as he opened his bottle. " All right. I see they're being themselves. " he raised the bottle to his lips, taking a long drink.

Kaoru smiled, his eyes traveling over the other without him realizing it. His gaze was loving as he looked Kyo over. Kyo arched a brow, looking over the bottle at his bandmate. He lowered the OJ, taking note of the weird look on Kaoru's face.

" Kaoru-sama, what are you looke at? " the blonde asked, recapping his bottle.

" Huh? " Kaoru asked, snapping back to attention. " Oh sorry. I was just looking over how loose those clothes are on you. " he lied.

" So des ca..." Kyo replied, still holding a questioning look. " Well, shall we head to the studio now? "

Kaoru nodded, taking his keys off the counter. " We shall. " He gestured for the other to follow and they headed to the studio together.

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Die flopped down on the couch next to Kyo after two hours of non-stop practice. " Shimatta! Kaoru-kun's a slave driver, I'm telling you. " the redhead exclaimed.

Kyo merely smiled to the other guitarist, leaning back against the couch. His mind was on other things besides practice and his heart wasn't in it at all. Not that it entirely was all the other times, but today he was unusually put off by it. He stared blankly across the room, his mind going over the scenario from last night. He closed his eyes, the scene being played back to him.

" You never listen do you, Kyo? You're always thinking of yourself. You so selfish. What good are you to me? "

" Gomen nasai, Tetsuya, gomen. " The small vocalist pleaded, his voice slightly strained.

" Fuck you, Kyo. You're worthless. The only reason I stay with you is because you're a good lay. " Tetsuya screamed in a rage. He lashed out at Kyo, his sharp nails catching Kyo's shoulder and cutting it.

Kyo winced at the stinging, backing up against the wall. " Douzo, Tetsuaya-san. Gomen..."

" Shut up! Just shut the hell up and get out of my sight. I don't want to see you back here for awhile. " the man shouted at Kyo, chucking a glass across the room that missed Kyo's head by a few inches and shattered against the wall. The glass seemed to symbolize Kyo's heart at the moment, so fragile and shattered.

Kyo felt tears stinging his eyes as he quickly ledt the house. He walked in the rain to Kaoru's, his cheeks streaked with tears and rain water.

The vocalist sighed heavily. That wasn't the first time Tetsuya had gone into a rage. Kyo had actually gotten off easy that time. The cut on his shoulder would only add to the still healing cuts and scars on him already. He blinked when he realized that Die was waving a hand in front of his face.

" Hello! Earth to Kyo. Do you read me? " Die asked, letting his hand drop back down to his side.

" Ne, gomen, Die-kun. " the blonde replied, turning to his friend.

" What's up with you, Kyo? You've been off in your own little world all day. " Die asked, arching a brow.

" Nothing, just having some personal problems. " Kyo replied softly, shaking his head.

" Problems with Tetsuya? " Die questioned, looking the smaller man over

Kyo shook his head and remained silent. Why were they all so damned nosy. Kyo sure as hell didn't pry into their personal lives so he couldn't understand why they had to pry into his. He was becoming more then a little irritated with the constand questions. In his mind, he didn't think it was anyone else's business. Kaoru, now he was another cae. Sure, Kyo would always go to him every time he and Tetsuya had a dispute and the guitartist was always kind enough to patch up his wounds, but fucking hell. Who the hell was Kaoru to tell him how to live. Kyo's brow knit in slight frustration. He sighed and told himself silently that these were his friends and they cared for him. Kyo's train of thought was broken but the ringing of his cell phone. He pulled the ringing mobile from his pocket and looked at the number. He swallowed hard, seeing that it was Tetsuya calling. He looked around the room to his bandmates before standing and moving into the hall before answering it.

" K-konnichiwa? " he stammered.

" Kyo, it's Tetsuya. Why did you call me back? " the voice on the other line said, irritation evident in it.

Kyo blinked. " Nani? What do you mean Tetsuya-san? I didn't know you called me this morning. "

" Don't play games with me Kyo-kun. I called you at Kaoru's apartment this morning while you were in the shower. Now, why didn't you call me back? " Tetsuya's voice was getting more agitated by the second.

" Tetsuya-san, Kaoru never told me you called. When I got out of the shower and asked who had called he told me it was one of the guys wanting to skip rehearsel. I would have called you back if I had known. I swear. I didn't think you'd want to speak to me though. Gomen. " Kyo apologized, feeling his heart rate pick up.

" All right, Kyo-kun. I want you to come home now. There are things we need to discuss about last night. "

Kyo swallowed again, nodding. " All right, Tetsuya-san. I'll be there in twenty minutes. "

" Good. Ja ne, Kyo. " with that the phone call ended.

Kyo clicked the phone off, feeling his temper rise in his chest towards Kaoru. Damn him! Damn him! Kyo thought viciously. The vocalist turned on his heel and burst back through the door of the practice room.

" ASSHOLE! " he screamed at the guitarist, who say across the room with his guitar. " Why the fuck didn't you tell me it was Tetsuya that called this morning. " The blonde ignored the stunned faces of his bandmates and kept his eyes locked on Kaoru.

" Kyo-kun, gomen, I didn't want to tell you. I was afraid that if you knew that you would go home to him and...and..." Kaoru trailed off, not entirely sure of how to defend himself. He kept himself from cringing at the rage in Kyo's eyes.

" Fucking hell, Kaoru, you could have caused more harm then good. " he moved swiftly to the guitarist, taking the taller man by the front of his shirt. " I want you to stay the fuck out of my business. It's my life and I don't need you to make my decisions. I'm a big boy and I can fucking take care of myself. "

Kaoru blinked, letting the smaller man take out his rage. " Gomen nasai..." That was all he could manage. It hurt him to see the anger and pain mixed in Kyo's eyes. He wanted nothing more then the take the smaller man in his arms and kiss his pain away, but he knew Kyo would never let it happen.

Kyo released the from of the man's shirt and took a few steps back. " I'm leaving now. I'm going home to work things out with Tetsuya. I don't want any of you calling up and checking on me. Got it? " he looked around the room at his silent bandmates who nodded quickly. The blonde threw Kaoru a nast look before storming out of the studio, nearly knocking poor Shinya over.

Kaoru watched with hurt eyes as Kyo left the room. He sighed heavily and looked at his remaining bandmates. " Practice is over for today guys. "