08 // Dream
Jun. 28th, 2010 12:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sole_choiceDream effect: Exhilaration of performing and some dokidoki action and confused feelings following. (The only effect from the moon cycle though is the glitter and his adrenaline/physical state of the dream transferring to his waking self)
Notes/Warnings: Attempted filters from all of the Vongola and from Byakuran, but they were haphazardly put up by a rather frantic Shouichi, so if you wish, they can have failed!It's more fun that way >D Also, blame Byakuran for this one, totally and utterly. (Dream inspired continuation of this one.)
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Shouichi squinted behind his glasses against the bright spotlights as his heart began to pound. The small bar was fairly crowded which was an exhilarating thing to see and hear as Byakuran called out to them and they yelled back.
His fingers strummed the first bar of the music with an ease that only came with practice, setting up the melody for Byakuran's vocals. Neither of them were at a professional level or anything, Shouichi knew that, but he couldn't help feeling like a real rock star up there.
By the end of their set, he was sweating and his stomach was doing back-flips from the nerves, but he was grinning back at the Cheshire cat smile Byakuran was throwing him as they headed back stage again. Every part of him seemed to be thrumming with the music and the applause and adrenaline. When Byakuran threw his arms around him, laughing breathlessly, Shouichi moved before his usually over-active brain could catch up and pressed his lips to the other man's. Lavender eyes flew open wide and a moment later, green ones did too as he realized what he was doing and he jerked away, face on fire. Wh-What was he doing?! THAT WAS HIS BEST FRIEND! And he'd just...! Why had he just done that?! He didn't feel th-that way! Did he? No, no, he didn't (he was fairly sure)!
The sound of the crowd as they began to call for an encore seemed to fade into the background as he stumbled over words of apology and an explanation that he was caught up in the moment. But he was silenced by a pale finger to his lips and a wink, the surprise gone from the other's face. "Let's give them what they want, Shou-chan, and afterward, we'll see what we can do about you, mm~?"
The world spun a bit with the heat that flooded to Shouichi's face anew and Byakuran had to grab him around the wrist and tug him back onstage to a roar of approval. Everything felt like it was a blur as he was prompted for a baseline and his fingers somehow still moved.
As they played out their last song of the encore, he was finally regaining his senses and risked a glance up from his fingers as they played to catch Byakuran's gaze. The look he received back as the man continued to sing along made his face turn crimson again, right there on stage. Hooded eyes, a hand outstretched toward him, a sly smile curling on his lips.......
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*And Shouichi actually flailed himself out of his bed upon waking, hitting the ground with a loud and painful thud. The Dreamberry remained up on his nightstand, broadcasting the ceiling and the sound of his breathing hard from the ground and out of sight*
Wh-What the... what was that brain?! Nnng....ugh.
*Then there was a sharp gasp of surprise as he suddenly realized about the phone and he scrambled up onto his knees to grab at it and the video swung wildly before focusing on him as he stared into it wide-eyed and without his glasses, t-shirt clinging to him a little with sweat and was he? -- it almost looked like he was covered in glitter as well. He then reached out blindly for his glasses and slipped them on crookedly just to inspect the phone and upon seeing it was on and broadcasting, there was a strangled distraught noise before he shut the feed off hastily. He then began desperately attempting to put some filters in place from of course Byakuran and even more so the Vongola. He didn't want them to get the wrong idea! It was just a stupid dream! This was all Byakuran's fault. ALL OF IT.*
Notes/Warnings: Attempted filters from all of the Vongola and from Byakuran, but they were haphazardly put up by a rather frantic Shouichi, so if you wish, they can have failed!
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Shouichi squinted behind his glasses against the bright spotlights as his heart began to pound. The small bar was fairly crowded which was an exhilarating thing to see and hear as Byakuran called out to them and they yelled back.
His fingers strummed the first bar of the music with an ease that only came with practice, setting up the melody for Byakuran's vocals. Neither of them were at a professional level or anything, Shouichi knew that, but he couldn't help feeling like a real rock star up there.
By the end of their set, he was sweating and his stomach was doing back-flips from the nerves, but he was grinning back at the Cheshire cat smile Byakuran was throwing him as they headed back stage again. Every part of him seemed to be thrumming with the music and the applause and adrenaline. When Byakuran threw his arms around him, laughing breathlessly, Shouichi moved before his usually over-active brain could catch up and pressed his lips to the other man's. Lavender eyes flew open wide and a moment later, green ones did too as he realized what he was doing and he jerked away, face on fire. Wh-What was he doing?! THAT WAS HIS BEST FRIEND! And he'd just...! Why had he just done that?! He didn't feel th-that way! Did he? No, no, he didn't (he was fairly sure)!
The sound of the crowd as they began to call for an encore seemed to fade into the background as he stumbled over words of apology and an explanation that he was caught up in the moment. But he was silenced by a pale finger to his lips and a wink, the surprise gone from the other's face. "Let's give them what they want, Shou-chan, and afterward, we'll see what we can do about you, mm~?"
The world spun a bit with the heat that flooded to Shouichi's face anew and Byakuran had to grab him around the wrist and tug him back onstage to a roar of approval. Everything felt like it was a blur as he was prompted for a baseline and his fingers somehow still moved.
As they played out their last song of the encore, he was finally regaining his senses and risked a glance up from his fingers as they played to catch Byakuran's gaze. The look he received back as the man continued to sing along made his face turn crimson again, right there on stage. Hooded eyes, a hand outstretched toward him, a sly smile curling on his lips.......
****
*And Shouichi actually flailed himself out of his bed upon waking, hitting the ground with a loud and painful thud. The Dreamberry remained up on his nightstand, broadcasting the ceiling and the sound of his breathing hard from the ground and out of sight*
Wh-What the... what was that brain?! Nnng....ugh.
*Then there was a sharp gasp of surprise as he suddenly realized about the phone and he scrambled up onto his knees to grab at it and the video swung wildly before focusing on him as he stared into it wide-eyed and without his glasses, t-shirt clinging to him a little with sweat and was he? -- it almost looked like he was covered in glitter as well. He then reached out blindly for his glasses and slipped them on crookedly just to inspect the phone and upon seeing it was on and broadcasting, there was a strangled distraught noise before he shut the feed off hastily. He then began desperately attempting to put some filters in place from of course Byakuran and even more so the Vongola. He didn't want them to get the wrong idea! It was just a stupid dream! This was all Byakuran's fault. ALL OF IT.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:00 pm (UTC)*Shouichi muttered a soft 'itadakimasu' out of sheer habit before he started to eat*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:02 pm (UTC)Mm! I like the eggs cooked in the ham grease!
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:14 pm (UTC)*He did think they turned out alright himself, but well, he was no chef or anything, so he was too sure of his cooking skills even if they were better than the other man's*
Thanks for the coffee. *He sipped at that gratefully, hoping the caffeine would kick in quickly, though he'd probably have to get more for it to do anything at this point*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:22 pm (UTC)*Smiling, he sipped at his coffee and let out a content sigh, letting his breakfast settle for now so he could finish it up more comfortably.
After a moment, he pulled his Dreamberry out of his pocket and started scrolling through the feed.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 09:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-11 10:00 pm (UTC)*His eyes widened and he looked up, setting his Dreamberry aside as he went over and started to pound on his back.*
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Date: 2010-07-11 10:04 pm (UTC)W-Water?
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Date: 2010-07-11 10:08 pm (UTC)*He rushed off to grab a glass and fill it with water, returning and pressing it into Shouichi's hands.*
Here! Drink.
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Date: 2010-07-11 10:12 pm (UTC)T-Thank you...
*Breathing hard, and kind of red in the face, but he's stopped coughing now*
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Date: 2010-07-12 12:29 am (UTC)Are you okay? Do you need more?
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Date: 2010-07-12 12:45 am (UTC)*He finished off the rest of the water and took a few deep breaths*
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Date: 2010-07-12 01:14 am (UTC)*Frowning, he pulled Shouichi into his arms and held him close, running his fingers through his hair.*
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Date: 2010-07-12 01:21 am (UTC)W-We should finish eating, I'm fine. I just... inhaled food. That was all.
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Date: 2010-07-12 01:50 am (UTC)*Leaned in and kissed his forehead, then went back to his own meal, eating much slower after seeing his friend nearly choke.*
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Date: 2010-07-12 04:26 am (UTC)*Shouichi dropped his gaze fixedly on the few last bites of egg on his plate and decided he wasn't really hungry for the rest and got up to throw it away. He returned and sipped at the coffee awkwardly at the table.
W-why did he keep kissing him and touching him? That weird mood better pass, that's all he could hope at the moment...*
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:06 am (UTC)Hey. I want to have a talk with you... come to my room?
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:16 am (UTC)*He winced internally, nervousness wreaking havoc on him even more now. He couldn't think of an excuse fast enough, being already flustered and so had to go along with it and see what Byakuran wanted. He took another long drink from the coffee before setting it down and standing to follow Byakuran down the hall*
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:21 am (UTC)Come here, next to me. You can stay calm, it's nothing bad.
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-07-12 05:32 am (UTC)About back home. About being trapped here, away from all of my plans and my dreams. About how you're here with me, somehow. That we're together. I really.. really have missed having you so close to me, like back in the old days. Doing this or that, just living for the day. Having fun. Getting into trouble.
*Chuckled, thinking back to a few particularly dangerous times during their university days.*
... we're all each other has. *Gently, he reached over to place his hand over Shouichi's.*
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:47 am (UTC)Byakuran didn't say he was giving up his dream or anything. His plans or mission. But... For a moment, Shouichi felt that if he tried to appeal to him, to change his mind about those things that maybe... Maybe he'd hear him.
But it was too dangerous to risk and that brief moment of hope only left him feeling a little lost in despair, logic shattering the moment. He couldn't risk everyone's lives like that. Not when this had been all his fault to start with.
He swallowed hard and stared at the hand sitting on his, mind racing*
I am glad that you're here with me. I didn't know what to do when I found myself suddenly in this place and then... there you were. *He kept his eyes downcast, feeling his ears tinge pink* I've really missed those days too.
More than I can say. This has been... *He shook his head, finding the words hard to say correctly* I don't know, almost... perfect.
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Date: 2010-07-12 05:55 am (UTC)It's just us. Us versus the world. Us... maybe trying to just live here peacefully as long as we can. Who knows if or when we'll be able to go home so I want to just be happy until then, you know?
I want to be happy.. with you.
I want to be close as we can really get, I want to be able to hold you and lie beside you at night and feel... I don't know. Happy? Content? Safe?
*Byakuran lifted Shouichi's hand and gave it a gentle nuzzle.*
You can think about it. I'm not pushing you in to something you don't want or that you're uncomfortable with. Things won't change between us if you decide to keep our relationship strictly just friends.
Just take your time and get back to me when you're ready. Okay?
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Date: 2010-07-12 06:10 am (UTC)He... really felt like that...?*
I- I........ have to... to think about it.
*One part of him was screaming "What is there to think about? He is going to destroy the world if he isn't stopped the moment he gets back! You'll only get hurt! He isn't the same man!" and the other part was arguing that it was still his friend in there, this was proof. This was solid PROOF. Maybe Byakuran didn't want all that... maybe this place was having an effect on him too... And if they could stay here, that could be the answer that saved everyone, including Byakuran. Because there were no guarantees, just hopes and theories about what would happen to him if things went according to plan...*
S-Sorry. I'll... think about it.
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Date: 2010-07-12 06:16 am (UTC)No pressure. You can take all the time you need, the ball's in your court.
*Turning toward Shouichi, he reached out to grab him up in his arms and give him a tight squeeze.* Even if you reject me, I'm still every bit your friend I always was.
If you feel the same way I do, wonderful. If not, then that's okay too. I'm still here for you.
*Pat-patted him on the back and pulled back, smiling brightly.*
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