Series: East BL Circus
Title: Just one more kiss
Fandom: Sakurai Atsushi / Mori Kiyoharu (tiny mentioned MERRY)
Chapters: Oneshot
Gender: yaoi, drama
Language: English
Author: Midori [bluescat_girl]
Disclaimer: Mr. Sakurai may belongs to Mr. Imai, but as it belongs to me, indirectly, so does Mr. Sakurai, while Mr. Kiyoharu I owned directly and without mediation ... No, if I really belonged to any, would not be writing nonsense.
Just one more kiss
Something had caught his attention on the road that night. "Heaven." On a narrow entrance door open, the Anglo-Saxon word on a clear bright neon light, with a calligraphy smart enough to give it some distinction such a place. Host Club, they said. However, this was not a place as any. There prestige, elegance, class. It was a club exclusively for men, and perhaps was the only Host Club around Osaka that way.
For a long time, the man and not so young, he stood before the place trying to decide between going or not. Had been too long since the last time you went into that place. Years. A decade, maybe. He had had no reason to break again in a business such a reputation, not since I met him, from that time, did not need to pay anymore to have some company when he was lonely. He had found someone who looked beyond their money, who did not mind the position they occupy in society. Or at least that was what he had believed for many years.
Again, he looked alone. He had been deceived by the person who had wanted to date. Did not deny it, I felt no love for this woman more deep, involved, a person could get a feel for each other but, still, loved her. He gave everything he had wanted, he needed it or not, and she only gave him a traicióny a delusion that he could not continue to endure.
After all, people just came to him for his money. Had been since his childhood and, apparently, would remain so as long as their social position did not fall. Being born within this family appeared to be a curse rather than a blessing.
walked to cross the street and stay just outside the door of the room, instinctively, looked at both sides to verify that there were too many people around. He noted that bright name once more before finally entering the premises.
Stairs lined a soft maroon velvet were welcoming to customers, and a thin chrome iron railing was the shape of the curve of the stairs. Surrounded by a sleek black walls, down the steps so carefree, touching with his fingers the thin iron rod. Velvet carpet came to an end at the same point that they did the curved staircase, giving way to a polished floor and dark wood resistant. The soles of his shoes made a noise when walking. He stopped and saw to his right, displayed as trophies, pictures of those who worked there. Sorted from lowest to highest according to their prestige and from the ends, they were some of the most beautiful faces of the city. The ages varied considerably among them, from kids who perhaps had not yet come of age to men in her thirties.
look at each face exposed before his eyes, looking for some confidence in printed photos. Faces too roughly one in this place. However, right in the middle of the parade, found a profound eyes watching him so enigmatic, seriously, lank and raven hair fell lightly on his shoulders. Seemed to be far greater than other men, perhaps it was about forty, but apparently it will not be prevented in the first place in the long list. Read his name without a sound.
"Welcome to Heaven, sir. My name is Yuu-a strong voice behind him made him turn around and leave the hypnotic vision of the dark-haired man. Have you decided who you would like to be tonight?
watched the young before him, was one of the boys exposed in wall frames. Delgado, somewhat short in stature and with the bottom of her hair dyed blonde hair, standing out from the top, a much darker tone. Friendly smile, with a black dress which sparkled rivets collar of his jacket, he looked inquisitor, waiting for your reply. He turned and pointed that in the middle.
"I'm sorry, sir, but Sakurai-san is full for tonight, the young man's smile just widened. Maybe someone else can offer?
-Hmm ...
-Tetsu-san "said a young man long black hair and delicate features, a few posts on the right of the enigmatic dark-is a good talker, good listener and occasionally offers good advice. On the contrary, "said Gara-san, two seats beyond to the left of the central image, a man of brown hair and staring into nothingness, is much more dynamic, entertaining and helps the problems away from the mind while at your side. It is more ... fun, so to speak.
was silent against the young, slowly assimilating all the information he had just received. He directed his gaze to the face said that was closest. "Gara". Indeed, those eyes caught his attention, they could not tell hidden beyond the sweetness of her features. There was someone who might be interested in the case.
took two steps forward and looked at the first face that the young man had shown him. "Tetsu". I had the feeling that this guy only quedaríaa his side, listening, as he analyzed with the look that seemed to scan the inside even from that picture. Not needed someone tried to look beyond what he left show the world. He queríaa man. "Sakurai."
"I'll pay double.
- Excuse me?
-pay double for him, "said whom he called his attention since his eyes fell on him.
"I'm sorry but, as I said, Sakurai-san is full for tonight, his smile widened again, as if to pronounce that name will be rewarding. You will understand that I do not think that is willing to lose a night's profits because a single customer to pay twice the usual rate.
"I do not understand. I meant I'll pay twice that win tonight.
The little boy's eyes widened considerably as an ill-concealed surprise and her lips parted to try to pronounce something that never came out of his throat. Observed up and down at the man before him, examining every corner of his thin body, ending again staring at his face. It was the first time anyone offered such a high number, or even Sakurai case of the figure had risen to much. With a slight bow made him see that he would consult, and so walked into the room, leaving the man still looking at the photograph of the dark.
smiled charmingly teníaa the shy young man who served his side as one more drink. Was not being a particularly busy night but knew he still had a long time to entertain the men who had requested his presence. Uncrossed her legs to make the same gesture in reverse, pushed her dark hair that covered part of the face in a sloppy yet stylish, which caused a slight blush on the cheeks of his accompan , ante.
"So you study at the University of Tokyo. You must be very smart for being in such a prestigious institution.
-Hm-young set his sights on the biggest smile, and thereafter, lowered his head ashamed. In reality, no big deal ...
-Sakurai-san, I have something to say.
-Yuu-san turned slowly as he spoke, to where her new partner, "can not you see that Satsuki is here? "Said the young man beside her with an elegant wave of his hand" At least wait until their shift ends.
"But Yuu Sakurai-san sat down beside her on the overstuffed sofa, the time of Tsu-chan just completed," said the expensive watch that one her client gave away not long ago.
-Satsuki-back to its previous position and caused a slight tingling in the stomach of the young to pronounce her name, do you want to accompany you to the reception?
-Hm-head shook slightly. Thanks for a wonderful time, Sakurai-san.
"If you thank me, approached the young man to whisper in his ear, again another night.
The flush invaded his very young companion's face as he stood on his side. The dark-haired imitated the gesture of the other and fired with an elegant bow to the clumsy attempt by another to do the same action. His eyes were perched on the back of the boy, as he was leaving the hall, until he disappeared. He heaved a loud sigh and sank back on the couch with their eyes closed due to the inertia of the gesture, crossed his legs and then gently support your face on one of his hands open.
-exudes elegance even let you down and sigh in a way ... how can I say? "Tough? Or is more "masculine"?
-Yuu, one night being tired.
-Outside is a man who will pay you double if you forget your customers tonight and you are hers for today.
- Twice? -From his lips escaped a slight laugh that was meant to be ironic, I will not leave to earn money for a whole night by a guy who will pay me double.
"The same thought myself, but then he clarified what I coughed to clear his voice a little:" I'll pay you double what they would win tonight. " That's what he said.
- Double the proceeds from this night?
"Yes." I've been assimilated along the corridor, took a pack of cigarettes from a pocket of his jacket and took one to his lips. Seems like a normal, somewhat reclusive, "offered one more, who reached out and took one of the cigars. Tetsu could have picked or Gara, but no, that man really loves you. What will you do, Sakurai?
He rose from the sofa, pulled a silver Zippo lighter in the back pocket of his black suit jacket and lit him a cigarette between his lips. The smoke came out gracefully from his mouth half open as she dropped her eyelids slowly. He was thoughtful in that position for just two minutes that seemed eternal for his companion. Without warning, Sakurai opened his eyes and leaned across the small table at his feet to turn the remains of his cigarette. Coughed subtly as the only button buttoned his jacket, then board it flaps with their own hands. He began to walk in the direction from which the younger had come to him about five minutes earlier. His jet black hair swayed with each step he took, providing that appeal and solemn air with which he had been blessed and which were both used for different occasions.
was stopped at the front door and arranged his hair slightly, turning away facial tufts. Turning his face to the right, saw the slim figure of a man with long brown hair stand up before him. Side smiled. That figure, even back to him, reminded him of a love too far into the distance, a forgotten love. Ignoring for a moment the man that he still hoped, Sakurai quietly approached the counter and ordered the young man behind him to cancel all appointments I had in what was left overnight, leading to excuse a terrible cold that forced him to bed. It was not to cancel their appointments with so little time, but he was the only person in the whole Host Club could afford to do so without losing customers. For double the overnight gains really worth the penalty.
"Good evening, sir," sought a solemn and profound reverence for the man who still looked at his picture on the wall. I heard that my services were being offered tonight. My name is Sakurai, I'll be your host tonight. Nice to be.
The slender figure turned slowly, as though not even have the strength or desire to do so, and found even reverence for the man standing before him. Those dark hair fell gracefully, gliding gently on his shoulders he could see, closing the cuff of a sleeve of his shirt, a thin white gold twin pequeñoy crimp with a bright ruby. The chestnut stared in silence, the man she had offered both.
-Mori Kiyoharu. Sakurai
rose slowly from his posicióny gave him a seductive smile to the man before him, who seemed to have no expression on his face. He offered to take off the coat he was carrying and, once it was given, the brunette gave it to the guy behind the counter. Even with the smile on his lips, his client told him where to walk while he was following in the footsteps of another. They came down the hall who minutes earlier had walked in the opposite direction, and there he told a youth who approached.
"Tell Yuu I'm in room number three and I do not want to be bothered for nothing.
The young man nodded host, retiring with a slight bow to both men. This time, Sakurai was the first to take the new road corridor, in dim light, on your right. Without saying a word, the man with chestnut hair followed, hearing only the echo of their steps to tread the hard wooden floor. They stopped at a door with three keys on the framework for this and, at his side, hung a tiny key ring with a tapeworm. The brown took it in his hand and opened the door chirriosa, getting to the side to allow entry of brown in the room.
observed around them. From the outside, might seem like a pretty room small but, beyond the appearance from the outside, this place was much larger than one might imagine. Opposite him, a large double bed covered in dark satin sheets burgundy and right, almost at the door, a black couch that no one would say that could be fake leather. Behind him he heard the clink of the key to fall on a small wooden table that was next to the headboard.
"So, after so long, Mori Kiyoharu has deigned to appear again, the dark, sitting on bed, pulled out a pack of snuff inside a drawer of the table. How much time has passed? Ten? "Twelve years? He lit the cigar between his lips again and caught a glimpse of how the other away to the side view "Relax, I'm not apologizing. I'm not your bitch wife. By the way, how is she?
-Atsushi, you're still the same old ...
- Is it thought it had changed? "White smoke came from his lips almost closed, watched the brown sit beside him in bed What should I visit your persistent and substantial after a decade?
"I missed.
- JA!
Its short and ironic laughter came from his throat in an exaggerated tone higher. She uncrossed her legs to get back across the other side. Intently watched the man who had fixed his eyes on him, while the cigarette was consumed slowly between his fingers. He held the gaze of the other almost without a blink wondering in vain, if that would be truth.
, Atsushi ...
- Do you think that coming here and say "I miss you" something is going to change? "He rose from the bed to be facing each other with a half smile on his face Do you think two words devolverána us twelve years ago?
"I've come to ask that, Atsushi.
"Oh, no? How did you come then, Kiyoharu?
"I just want to talk. I need to hear "She got up, leaving both faces only inches. I need to talk as before. I only ask that. Sakurai
stared
those dark eyes of those who fell in love so long ago, he heard again the listless voice that always told him their problems. The unchanging face of the youngest hoped the answer was to leave the lips of another. The dark sighed loudly and turned around, sat on the couch in the back of the habitacióny, once settled, he told Brown that he could sit next to him. Even after a decade this man was the only person who could have some effect on him was minimal.
long while spent in the silence that overwhelmed all with their unique presence. The brown had lit a fresh cigarette and not look brown soil had departed from the moment he sat on a sofa like side by side. The same scene that last twelve years, none of them knew at the time that this would be his last meeting more than a decade and, now, the atmosphere itself was built in the air we breathe in there. Was it also a last visit in ten years and was the first of many once more?
- Have you come to tell the sorrows of your marriage?
"It is well-looked up and watched the slim profile of the largest, with her hair falling on the shoulders of his black jacket. I just need ...
-just need to listen your silence.
exhaled smoke from her cigarette without looking at the child even once. The memory of a night spent flying brown inside and shuddered to feel how their senses were still fresh now. After so long, what had been?
put out the remains of his cigarette and uncrossed his legs nervously. "Why again?". Slowly, he turned to face the other and found the direct gaze of brown with the small, dark eyes that so many times she had lost. He waited a few seconds, waiting for the other uttered a word, the stoic was set up in his face and that appeared feline as he approached slowly and quietly in the face of the youngest. Not let this affect you again.
, Atsushi ... -The dark Ely stopped at stared at him, "I can have you?
"For that, Kiyoharu-passed one of his hands gently at that angular face that had been set," you have to pay.
"I'll pay then.
"Do not be ridiculous, half-sarcastic smile, he left the brown, taking with it the soft touch of skin stroking. My cost is too high. You can not afford it.
"I do not know," his voice rose minimally to tilt your body into the dark, laying their hands on the leg of another. I have enough to keep you forever.
"So let's leave that I do not want to pay me.
The discomfort was reflected in those words. Whether they were the brown who was claiming his attention, the dark rose, ignoring the other's touch on her skin, that had so often longed to feel again, he left the girl and stopped just over one meter away, scolding him for all the memories inside that did not stop floodwaters from time saw him again. He had only returned to take the confusion at the heart of Atsushi again. Never thought having forgotten, however, was certain that it had surpassed that strange relationship he had with the brown, how wrong I was in those moments when you could almost feel the kisses and caresses that seemed renegades in the depths of their memories. He closed his eyes tightly, but that was only the feeling of reminiscence into something more real. He opened his eyes suddenly felt a thin hand to rest on your forearm, turned away, away from a stroke.
- You come to me now is not it? -The largest hid his eyes to the other so he could not see the pain in them, "Do you know how long I waiting you to come back? Do you know?! Kiyoharu
not utter a word, his eyes just stayed fixed on the back of dark, invisible and can almost guess the tears in the eyes of others. Listening to the pain of that voice spat that question, he also wondered if it was true that now that he was alone again, he had returned to its origins, Atsushi. Subtly biting her lower lip, his hands loosely closed fists and walked two steps toward the other, with the back of one of his hands, he repeated the gesture forgotten in the distance, stroking superficially backs of the elderly. In his own hand could feel the chill that ran through the other. That
dared to touch her hand again and his body shook from top to bottom. Could not be dropped, could not ignore all that had happened, could not treat him like any other customer. Kiyoharu was different, all it was different from other men who flocked to his services. He had fallen for him, not the rest. So when this hand came up to her shoulder, turned sharply to look at the chestnut was still feeling inside, so he tried to see if there were remnants of that feeling in each other's eyes ... and all I saw was that look of vast emptiness that I remembered from last time.
"Sorry.
"Damn ... -A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he, closing his eyes, rodase left a tear in his white face, did you say that? Is this how you intend to fix twelve years of total and absolute absence? He raised his face and tried to give a defiant look that was more than a resigned pain.
"I do not pretend.
"So what do you want? What the fuck you at this point? -About to completely lose the nerves, clutched each other's shoulders force-Why did you come?
-Atsushi-with your hands, gently grabbed the face of major, missed you.
- Did you miss me? I miss you! He pushed to brown, causing it back a few meters to avoid falling "Twelve years, Kiyoharu ... twelve years trying to forget, wanting to erase my feelings for someone who may never felt anything real for me and now, after these twelve years, when I thought you had passed, come to show me how wrong I was ... -Supporting back against the wall, slowly sank down, hiding her eyes with one of his hands but do not know what you intend, please, if you plan to stay ... get out now. Kiyoharu
observed what appeared far smaller than the brunette sitting on the floor, where he stayed with his head down and covered with a view of his hands. She walked toward him, his shoes still caused a little noise every step he took, came to his side and there I sat next to him, without a word. He fixed his eyes on the thin white hand that rested on the leg of the dark, and then roll your eyes all that body to the face that still held memories fresh in his memory.
, Atsushi ... -The dark seemed not to hear the whisper near her ear Acchan ...
nickname that sweet face, opened his eyes and looked at the chestnut with a little glitter on them. After so many years, had forgotten that the boy used to call it that. Upon hearing that name, could almost feel his lips the memory of the first kiss came just one day when he had named for the first time. Lost in thought, he saw Kiyoharu the time had come to him quickly and quietly and, when he realized, was already savoring again those fleshy lips of those who had been thirsty for so many years.
did not know how or when, but forgot all about him, failed to pass the time and he was back in the past. The taste of that kiss brought back so many memories that he felt his mind go round and landed their hands on the shoulders of the young man left to transmit all the sensations of the past and once again, was inexplicably vulnerable to a young blond. Whichever occurs later, he was now indifferent. The attempt to forget that he had been spending for twelve years, was now ruined in an instant by a touch that could end at any time. Kiyoharu
her lips parted a few millimeters before the recapture Atsushi for a few seconds, if they were to leave, would not let them get away so soon. Knew that kiss, simply, that things could not be otherwise, could no longer pretend that the child was the same as before, could not claim the same relationship.
was the biggest one who broke that second kiss while, slowly, away from the brown body of its own. Saw what those eyes wanted to say but dared not pronounce and regretted not having turned around when she saw him standing at his photo on the host club. Instinctively, his hand stroked the long hair of another and it was natural that perfume ever changed. He turned his face toward the opposite side so as not to leave him, to feel how it was on their side again. Behind him he heard the door open and close so quickly that not even able to hear the whisper that the child was left inside before leaving.
Should I forget him and wait another twelve years to return to feel
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