08 // Dream

[sole_choice]

Dream 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.*

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[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

*Byakuran stayed there for a little while, just watching him sleep. Occassionally he'd sift his fingers through his hair and brush a little more glitter off. Not that it mattered since he was just rolling around in it anyway.

Finally deciding he was too tired to keep his eyes open any longer, he got up and left the room with one last glance over his shoulder at Shouichi when he hit the doorway. Sighing, he rubbed his face and returned to his room, falling over into bed. He needed to make a plan before things got out of hand... for now though, sleep! He needed it. It wouldn't be long before he drifted off.*

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi woke the next morning slowly and sat up, rubbing at his eyes groggily. Which was a terrible idea because he got last night's dream-glitter in his eye and had to stumble off to the bathroom to rinse it out.

After that he was sufficiently awake to realize several odd things. 1) He'd woken up in his own bed. 2) He'd woken up entirely alone and 3) He could hear sounds of attempted cooking and a slightly burned smell wafting down the hallway from the kitchen. Well, the cooking was obviously Byakuran, but he was a little surprised with what he could remember of last night that after he'd dozed off (he couldn't even tell what the last thing he could remember doing was), he'd been put to bed and then left be as well.

He took a second to collect himself (and brush himself off futily) and then padded out to the kitchen to see if the other man needed help. He clearly owed him that much for getting him into bed at least*

Byakuran-san, are you making breakfast?

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Ah! Shou-chan~!

*Byakuran turned around with a huge grin on his face, waving a spatula, clad in white jammie pants and a tank top with a... very frilly pink apron over the top. On the stove were the attempts at scrambled eggs and sausage but the eggs were more brown than yolk-yellow and the sausage was somehow very undercooked.*

Yes, it's almost done! This is my second attempts but.. mm. I think I need to try again.

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi couldn't help the crooked half smile at the sight of the stove and the man's attempts* I... I think you need to too. How about this, let me help make breakfast. Not because I don't think you can do it on your own, but I want to help.

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Thaaaank you~

*Byakuran laughed and make his way over, arms winding gently around Shouichi's shoulders, tipping his head down to kiss his forehead.*

I wanted to let you have a day where you didn't have to worry about it, but it didn't work out, hah. I promise I'll get better.

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi startled and would have backed away if he could have gotten his legs to move faster.* W-w-What are you doing?

*He willed himself not to blush, but he was pretty sure given how hot his ears were that it wasn't working. That dream was still pretty vivid in his mind and why was he going around kissing him?! Even for Byakuan, that was pretty touchy and affectionate*

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

*Smiling still, he released Shouichi and made his way back over to the stove, turning everything off and grabbing the pans one at a time to scrape the ruined food off and into the garbage.*

We still have some eggs left but that was the last of the sausage. We might have some ham though, if you want to check?

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*The man tried to collect himself again, but it took a few tries* I-I... n-nothing.

*Shouichi shook his limbs out a bit and hurried over to the fridge and poked his head in to search (plus the cooled air was good on his flushed face)* There is some, want to use that this time?

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Yes, please!

*Chirped happily, cleaning out the pans he used so they were usable again. He set them down on the burners and untied his apron. When Shouichi stood up again he pulled his apron off and put it on his darling red-haired friend, pressing into him gently as he reached behind him to tie it.*

There you go...

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi straightened up, taking the ham out of the fridge and closing it only to find Byakuran right there in front of him. And reaching around him as closely and awkwardly as possible to tie the apron on him. W-Why was he doing things like that?! Shouichi felt all the blood rush to his face again and he frowned*

I... I don't need to wear this, where did you even find something this girly? *He waved his hands at him, hoping that his indignation would explain the blushing enough and looked to the counter, trying to focus on the task at hand and NOT the white-haired man at all* A-Are the other eggs still out?

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Hey! I like it, it's very nice... don't make fun of my apron.

*Laughing, he ruffled Shouichi's hair and slid his other arm around his waist, giving him a tight squeeze.*

Mm. Though I suppose that I should let you poke fun at my apron all you want since you're saving breakfast. Shouldn't I? *Smiled faintly down at him, tipping his head down to touch foreheads.*

Hmm?

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*That was dangerously close to the last straw Shouichi could take in this state. He pulled away very deliberately, taking an audible swallow as he set his jaw.* That's right, I'm helping with breakfast in thanks for your help last night. Are you going to let me do that or not, Byakuran-san?

*He did his best to keep his tone no-nonsense and all business, trying not to let on to all the confused hesitation going on inside. This was not the normal levels of personal space invasion. Not at all. For some reason Byakuran was treating him... like what? Like a girlfriend? He didn't even know what to call it!*

Now, where are those eggs? A-And you're going to help me, so you should have kept this ridiculous thing on anyway.

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Ridiculous?

*A pout as he fetched the egg carton from the countertop, holding it out for Shouichi to take.*

I'm going to observe. I don't know what I did wrong so I think that if I watch you do it correctly, I'll be able to figure it out. I hope, at least! I'm still really sleepy, I didn't get very much rest last night.

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

Eh? You want me to do it all now?

A-Alright. *He took the egg carton and grabbed down a bowl to crack the eggs into and stir them*

... I'm sorry I woke you last night, by the way.

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's okay.

Usually I don't have a problem getting back to sleep but I was really restless last night for some reason. Probably because I was worrying about a certain someone who fell asleep in the middle of the bathroom doorway~

*Grinned deviously, hopping up onto the table to sit and watch as Shouichi started his cooking.*

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

I-- You... You could have just left me there. I would have woken up eventually and paid for it.

*The red-head huffed and looked to him* But.... thank you for not leaving me there, I guess.

Do you have the milk out still? I forgot to look while I was in the fridge.

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Well I wouldn't be a very good friend if I just left you there, Shou-chan!

I tease but I'm not cruel.

*Pouting at Shouichi, he pretended to be put-out as he grabbed the milk from the fridge and handed it over.*

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

I'm not going to tell you how many times I fell asleep around Melone base then.

*Shouichi measured out some milk, added it to the eggs, put in a pinch of salt and began to wisk them furiously*

Can you make coffee maybe while I do this?

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Okaaaay, I suppose I can do that.

*Smiling again, he came up behind Shouichi, hand lightly resting on his waist as he leaned in, lips ghosting over his cheek on his way over to the coffee pot. Once there, he hummed to himself and went about measuring the grinds and the water very carefully!*

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*And if Byakuran listened or even looked over, he'd notice how badly Shouichi's hand was shaking as the fork sat poised over the egg bowl, dripping slowly. He couldn't take anymore of these light touches, be it fingers, lips, or whatever.

He took a hard swallow, set the fork down and turned to face the other* ... What the hell is going on? W-why are you acting like that?!

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Mm? Why am I--ah!

*Laughing, he stepped closer and looked down at him, shrugging.* I don't really know! I just feel... really close to Shou-chan today.

I'm afraid I can't really explain why I feel so giddy about being near. I woke up so warm and ready to please. I thought, "Let's see what I can do about Shou-chan..." and that's when I thought of breakfast.

Given, I messed it up. But at least we're together now and making it work, right?

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi's face paled and then flared up in a bright flush almost immediately afterward at Byakuran's choice of words.

H-Had he seen it then?! Damnit, was he just being toyed with or was it coincidence? Or worse yet, had something about this place made Byakuran think that? Given he had NOT gone to bed wearing glitter and then woken up covered in it just like in the dream.... Uuuuuugh, he felt ill.

No matter what the case may be, he couldn't just stand there and continue to stare at the other, blushing hard. He coughed and turned away abruptly, back resolutely to the white-haired man* W-Well be more careful, I almost had you wearing the eggs!

*He left the bowl of eggs where they were on the counter and grabbed the ham. He turned on the burner and set the meat into one of the pans to sizzle first*

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Well that would have been unfortunate. I would've had to go out and get more eggs!

*Unfazed at the thought of being covered in their food, he concentrated on making coffee. Turning the pot on to let it brew, he smiled, proud of himself, and glanced back over his shoulder at Shouichi.

This was fun.

He slipped close again and slid his arms around Shouichi's waist, resting his chin on his friend's head.*

I should probably check the feed for today, shouldn't I...? I'm so bad! I only check it once a day, sometimes I skip days! Ahhh, I need to get into better habits.

[sole-choice.livejournal.com]

*Shouichi was about to snap for Byakuran to get off of him when he once again caught him off-guard. So... he hadn't watched the feeds yet? D-damnit! He didn't want him to go and do so NOW.

And so he was torn for a brief moment before he decided the touching was better than letting Byakuran go watch his dream... He'd just endure it, but he was clearly holding himself stiffly in the other's loose embrace.*

There isn't a rush to do so. *He tried to sound offhand about it, like he was just making an observation* After all, most of what is there in the morning is just dream feeds and wouldn't most people want those to be kept private anyway? And if anyone was trying to reach you directly they could just leave you a voicemail, right?

[1000marshmellos.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm....

I suppose you're right! *He chirped happily and patted Shouichi's sides before he pulled away to go sit down on the table. Kicking his feet, he was content to stay right where he was and hum while watching Shouichi go about making their breakfast.

His stomach growled.*

I can't wait! I'm going to die soon, make it cook faster!