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偷文盗贼2007/6/3 15:25:00
That evening, Yasuda lay on Ohkura's couch with his head in Ohkura's lap. Ohkura stroked his hair, but it was clear that the drummer was bothered by the way certain bandmates of his were treating him.
Yasuda sighed, and sat up. "I'm sure it's nothing," he told his boyfriend.
Ohkura looked miserable. "I don't get it," he said. "How could Subaru seeing me Saturday night make both him and Murakami want to tear me to shreds?"
Yasuda hugged him. "I know you didn't wear a hat or anything, but this is overkill." He gave Ohkura a tight squeeze and pulled away. "Why don't I make us some tea?"
Ohkura offered Yasuda a small smile. "I'd like that."
No sooner than Yasuda had disappeared around the corner into the kitchen, there was a knock at the door. Yasuda went to answer it, but Ohkura beat him to it.
"Is Yasu here?"
Yasuda peered out from the doorframe to the kitchen, and saw Murakami looking into Ohkura's empty living room.
"We really need to talk," Murakami said, voice completely serious, and Yasuda was shocked to see the usually cheery and calm Murakami push his way into the apartment. Subaru followed, looking as angry as he had all week, silently twisting his hat to kingdom come in his hands.
Yasuda wanted to run to Ohkura. He wanted to stand in front of him and demand Murakami and Subaru explain what they were doing. Just as he was about to rush into the living room, Murakami said, "We know about the girl," and Yasuda froze.
Ohkura blinked. "What?"
"I saw you two together on Saturday night," Subaru said, and Yasuda could hear that Subaru was trying to control his temper.
Yasuda turned back into the kitchen and slumped to the ground. Back against the wall, he listened out of sight to the occupants of the next room.
"Is that what this is about?" Ohkura asked.
"I saw you kiss her and get into a taxi with her! This is serious!" Subaru shouted. "What if--" Yasuda could hear Subaru take a deep breath before continuing. "What if Yasu found out?"
Yasuda covered his mouth with his hands to keep any sounds from coming out. The odd behavior. The death glares. Suddenly it all made sense.
"It's not what you think!" Ohkura protested, and Yasuda heard a slap.
"I'm disappointed in you," Murakami said harshly. "You know better than this!"
Yasuda heard struggling and peered around the corner to see Subaru holding Ohkura against the wall. "I told you!" he hissed. "I told you that if you hurt Yasu, I'd kill you!"
Yasuda has never heard Subaru say such words. He'd feel a little more touched by them if he didn't have a hundred more pressing thoughts running through his head -- mainly, the business of two of his friends threatening to kill his boyfriend.
Subaru let out a sound that could only be described as a frustrated growl. Ohkura turned his head away, expecting a blow, but after a few shaky breaths and some prodding from Murakami, Subaru let Ohkura go. "You got yourself into this," Subaru told Ohkura. "Now get yourself out. Break up with her," he ordered.
"But--" Ohkura protested, but was quickly cut off when Murakami grabbed him by the collar.
"If I see Yasu cry at all," he said, his face inches from Ohkura's, "I'll make you wish you were never born." With that, Murakami threw Ohkura roughly to the ground.
With a few final glares, Subaru and Murakami made their exit, slamming the door behind them.
After taking a moment to process what he had just heard, Yasuda emerged from the kitchen and marched up to Ohkura, a determined look in his eye.
Ohkura looked ragged, tired, and about thirty seconds away from slamming his head into a wall and passing out. He met Yasuda's gaze weakly.
Yasuda took a deep breath, and then broke down laughing.
Ohkura groaned and brought his hand to his head.
Still laughing, Yasuda sat on his knees and put an arm around Ohkura. "At least we know why they're so angry," he pointed out.
"But that doesn't change the fact they want my head on a stick."
It was then that Yasuda came up with a plan. "The outfit is still in your room, right?"
Ohkura looked at Yasuda like he was crazy, but nodded.
Yasuda rubbed his hands together with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "Then tomorrow we're going to settle this once and for all."
***
Ohkura arrived to the studio an hour early and looked around nervously. Ohkura wasn't sure Yasuda's plan was going to work. In fact, he was very sure it would get him killed, but what choice did he have?
He took a seat on the couch, and looked up when he heard someone arrive. "Anyone around?" Yasuda asked from the doorway.
Ohkura let out a sigh of relief it wasn't someone else. "No. We're the only ones here," he answered.
"Good." Yasuda said, taking off a long black coat and resting it on the back of a chair. He turned around to face Ohkura and grinned. Ohkura automatically blushed. Yasuda was wearing the same high school uniform he had been wearing on Saturday night. The navy sailor top matched the skirt that ended mid-thigh on him. Ohkura couldn't help but stare.
He was broken from his trace when Yasuda laughed and turned towards the mirror. Yasuda was busy splitting his hair and tying it into tiny pigtails on either side of his head. "Can you get the hair extensions out of my bag?" he asked, and Ohkura went to retrieve them.
Ohkura watched Yasuda in awe. It was almost ridiculous how easily Yasuda pulled off the schoolgirl look.
When Yasuda finished with his hair, he twirled around in front of Ohkura, and grinned. "How do I look?"
Ohkura smiled. "You look wonderful," he said, and crossed the space between them to capture Yasuda's lips in a kiss. Yasuda kissed him back and Yasuda's hands found their way into Ohkura's hair, pulling his head down and deepening the kiss. Ohkura held Yasuda against him, and he almost forgot where they were.
Almost.
A loud crashing noise from the direction of the door had Ohkura breaking the kiss and looking up like a frightened animal. In the doorway stood a very angry Subaru standing next to a shocked looking Maru.
"You little fuck!" Subaru shouted, and lunged for Ohkura. Ohkura instinctively moved back, but Yasuda, his back to the door, kept him in his place.
Maru managed to somewhat restrain Subaru, who was thrashing and shouting, "I'm going to kill you with my bare hands and thirty-five bobby pins!"
Ohkura swallowed nervously, and wanted to run away. Yasuda looked up at him winked, but Ohkura still was very sure he needed to run or risk being eaten alive. He was so distracted by looking for an escape route that he almost missed it when Murakami arrived.
Murakami pushed past Maru, who was still trying to control a rabid Subaru, took one look at the situation and glared at Ohkura. "I can't believe you!" he yelled.
Ohkura looked down at Yasuda for help, but the other boy just smiled impishly.
Murakami wasn't done with him yet. "It's bad enough that you did this to Yasu, but to bring her here!" Murakami was fuming. Even after the events of the past week, Ohkura couldn't recall seeing Murakami so mad. "I can't believe you!" he shouted. "You're despicable!" And with that, he lunged forward and grabbed Ohkura by the collar.
Yasuda began to giggle, and Murakami turned his head to look at him. Taking note of Yasuda, and Yasuda's appearance, Murakami's eyes went wide and he automatically let go of Ohkura. "You!" he breathed, shocked.
Yasuda waved.
And it happened to be at this moment that Subaru finally broke free from Maru and tackled Ohkura to the ground. For a moment, Ohkura was very sure he was going to be killed, but before Subaru could land a punch, Murakami had restrained him from behind. "Subaru!"
"Let go of me!" Subaru shouted, struggling. "I'm going to kill him for doing this to Yasu!"
"Subaru!" Murakami shouted again, this time shaking Subaru as he did so. "Yasu's right over there!"
Subaru whipped his head around, expecting to see Yasuda crying in the doorway, but instead his eyes met the same pretty girl's that he had seen on Saturday night. Yasuda flashed Subaru a peace sign and Subaru screamed, "What the hell!?"
Ohkura could physically feel the anger leave Subaru and let out a sigh of relief. He was saved. Murakami and a very confused Maru helped extract Subaru from Ohkura, and Yasuda knelt down on the ground next to his boyfriend. "I told you my plan would work," Yasuda said, smiling.
Ohkura sat up. "I thought I was going to die."
Yasuda stroked the side of his face. "I wouldn't let that happen to you," he said, and leaned forward to capture Ohkura's mouth in a kiss.
When the rest of their bandmates arrived, they were greeted by the sight of Yasuda in drag trying to eat Ohkura's face, and Subaru in the fetal position on the couch mumbling to no one in particular.
They didn't think much of it, and the day continued like nothing had ever happened.