Sweet Things
Title: Sweet Things
Author : 
fatal_complexes
Rating: PG
Pairing: Die x Kaoru
Disclaimer: I have no one of them.
Summary: It's cold day and Kaoru called Die to have some coffee and sweet things.
Comment: first of all, BIG THANKS for my lovely beta-reader, sanghamyers ! Without you I'm still paranoid to post this story XDa However, we enjoyed the story anyways and I hope you all have the same feeling with us. And this story still dedicate for you, sanghamyers :)
Song[s]: Sweet Thing by. Rufus and Chaka Khan
Note: since the title is 'Sweet Things', just wondering if Die and Kaoru will order this sweetie XD
Sweet Things
Today it’s so cold and snow petals begin fall, from ice to ice, icy among the skies and melted beneath my boots. The street I’ve passed, now they’re behind my back full with Christmas stuff; the lamps, stores, trees, even the trash, they’re all in Christmas costumes. But, not me.
Step by step prints on the damp street and will never exist again, following me for a few blocks again and it’s so damn cold. I can see the white steam coming out from my mouth and force myself to shift the cloak up to my red nose, which gets me like deer and this god dammit-fancy-jacket doesn’t protect me from this freezing air.
Some people may be lazy and keep themselves warm in their house; buried inside thick blankets, and hot tea or chocolate seems to be their best friends ever, never thinking or even getting up from their bed. And some people are really enthusiastic to go outside, feel the cold and enjoy the Christmas stuff, the snow, buying something that includes to spend a whole money, going to party and bla bla bla… Me? I choose type one. And why have I got stuck around this coldness and Christmas, plus appearing in this outfit? The only one reason is he. Kaoru.
He called me this morning, wanting to see me to have a hot coffee at his favorite place. Between the four of us, he called me. I said I can’t, but you know the leader-sama’s ability… Fucking good manipulator and at the same time he looks cute with that stuff. Cute, weird huh? Let’s face the fact about him being a good manipulator, on one side he can be a fucking asshole with his death glare, strict, sharp as a knife and arrogant, and on the other side, turning 180 degrees, he can be so fucking cute with his puppy eyes, blended with a pout on his lips, being aware of his glorious smile and the worst is always work for everyone, without Kyo on the list. See what I mean, I have no defense!
Back to now, the air is getting colder every time I breathe behind the cloth, my body getting smaller inside the jacket and almost shuddering. Thanks God it’s only a few more steps to find that old man. Finally, a warm feeling sneaks into my body and makes me feel better than before. The café is not too expensive but comfortable, Kaoru’s told their service is satisfying and yeah, it feels like in your own living room.
“Over here.” I recognize this familiar voice and can see Kaoru waving his hand to me from a table in the corner. Damn, now he really looks cute, want me to describe him? Well, he wears a black cardigan with, I figure out, a black tank top underneath, loose jeans and transparent glasses with a black frame. His hair is falling freely on his delicate shoulders, covering one of those beautiful eyes and an incredible huge smile appears on his red lips. Did I say beautiful and incredible?
“Don’t you even feel the chill?” Back to reality, Die. I approach him but don’t take a seat yet, just enjoying how he chuckles and shakes his head and-
“And you’re a ninja, Daisuke?”
Oh, fuck. He even calls me by my full name with a low voice that’s supposed to be sexy. “This is normal, not like you.” I shake my head and decide to sit down beside him, “Give me some space, old man.”
“I’m not that old. Besides, this month your age will be same as me.” He interrupts quickly then shifts his body to the other side.
“But still eleven months younger than you.”
“You’re not funny, Dai-suke.” Hell he did that again. “And tell me why I’m not normal although you dress like a ninja even hell knows today we live in the 21st century, not Edo era.” I look at him with somehow a mix between surprise and shock; those were also stupid things to say.
I sigh. “I’m still better dressed like a ninja than you who goes outside in this flimsy outfit and tank top?” Suddenly my index finger touches the edge of his cardigan and pulls at it, proving that he wears indeed a tank top. And for split-seconds I curse myself, obviously tempted with what I’m doing right now, just staring at my index finger or his stained skin for god’s sake. And then I freeze like ice, imagining how my fingers touch it and then lips feel the black skin, the softness and warmth, caressing it with my tongue and taste how- “You will get a fever.” Slap myself inwardly back to reality, again.
And there’s a smirk dancing on his lips. “My jacket is over here.” He shows his jacket from his side.
“Oh.” I reply, “So what the hell have you called me in this freezing day for? There better be a GOOD reason.” Our conversation gets interrupted by a servant, asking me if I want some coffee or something else in good manner, “Espresso and croissant.” I said. After writing down my order, the chatting continues while my hands are busy taking off the jacket and such. “So what is it all about?”
First, my body tenses when Kaoru watches me, I can feel his eyes stuck on me, then the glance is feedback for him and Kaoru only gives me a smile or smirk, dancing like a ballerina on his lips while his hands hug a mug full of coffee latte. He drinks and I watch him, “Actually, I don’t know.” He shakes his head, still smiling. Two sparkling eyes suddenly stare at me, they’re huge and sparkle, how it can that be leader-sama? No clue at all. “It’s cool you know, just meeting and having a coffee and a chit-chat without fucking schedule or practice? Just a coffee and maybe some sweetie?”
Now I’m feeling as if my jaw drops down to the floor, those words haven’t sounded like Kaoru, at all. “Now you scaremake me.”
“What do you mean?”
“You. Kaoru. Said those words? This isn’t even April mop Kaokao.” Disbelief is normal when Kaoru gets abnormal and I’m aware to beware he will kill you after fed you with chocolate, right? “Just tell me the truth. Are you in trouble?”
“Nope.”
“Are you sick?”
“Nope.”
Think Die! What the hell does he want from you?
“I know. You want to show me some phrase?”
“Wrong answer.”
“Wow! Now you get my scariness?”
“You should think harder.”
“I do now!” I’m frustrated and he’s laughing. Gees, help me find the right words. “Are you trying to kill me?” And the reply is his hard laugh and he slaps my shoulder firmly.
“In this cafeteria? I know the perfect place to kill you and I have thousands of ways to kill you, Daisuke!” Yeah, definitely you could, psychopath. “Try harder of something more unpredictable.”
“You?”
“Yeah.”
He wants to play with me, right? I’ve never seen Kaoru like this, especially when the band is in the studio or has practices. Think and find out, I tell myself. Something unpredictable. Something I can see by staring at him, his face, his carefree smile, his early call, his behavior. Think and figure it out. Kaoru’s wanted to see me just for some coffee and sweetie? Sounds weirder than unpredictable. “Are you-“ I still watch him with curiosity, the smile never fades away since I’ve come, and the most interesting is how he wears the outfit. “Nuts?”
“Die.”
And how he calls my name and the meaning behind his voice somehow teases me. “Something you never ever dare to show for everyone?”
“Kinda.”
I see the intensity on the edge of this vaguely, “Four of us and you decide to call me for those things. You must be missing me.” God, please make him say yes! And my eyes get wider when I see his checks blush though it’s not that brightly, but it still a blush.
“Yeah.”
“You missed me?”
“No comment.”
“You call me just because you’ve wanted to see me?”
“Yep.”
Now my hearts beats fivefold faster than previously, my brains melts into a puddle and Daisuke is already fucking happy! So it means- hell I must dare to say this sentence. Be brave Die, brave, but keep it cool.
“So, you should like me or so?” My throat is drying, my breaths heavier and my heart wants to burst out. Why am I now feeling hot? Oh god, now seconds even feel like hours. “Do you?” It’s too late for back off, I shift my body close to him and dare seeing his face closely and calmly, even though it’s so in contrast with what I feel inside. And when our bodies touch lightly, I don’t even think THIS IS PUBLIC AREA. Just answer my question Kaoru!
His face on me, stares without a clue and without words. Our eyes just hypnotize each other, heartbeats unable to be counted anymore and the air is somehow tense.
Kaoru is unpredictable.
My body matches the freeze I feel, I can’t move a single inch or even blink my eyes. It feels like the thunder hits right to your heart and makes it stop beating. What was that? Did Kaoru kiss me, in public? Am I dreaming or- those soft lips really touched mine gently, even sucked a bit? Once again my eyes stare at him, disbelieving and unbelievably shocked and Kaoru only smiles. “You-“
“See, unpredictable.”
“Yeah, but… Public…” Think Die, think! I don’t see his worried face, and Kaoru even laughs so hard, “Hey, you’ve kissed me and I’m supposed to feel nothing at all? We’re in public!”
“Gees, Daisuke. Don’t you notice?” Kaoru shakes his head and still laughs at me, “We’re the only customers, nobody else!” I feel like slapped right on my face, involuntarily perceiving the surroundings around us and Kaoru is right, the customers are only me and Kaoru and the servants, anyways.
THAT made me realize something else too, “Did you reserve this place? I mean a whole cafeteria?” Kaoru leans his back on the couch and nods firmly, smiling wider, “Including the servants?”
“They’re my friends.”
“Fuck you.”
“Yes.”
“You’re an unpredictable bastard.”
“And I’m proud of that.”
Highly confident, but that’s Kaoru. “And how do you know I have the same feelings?” I almost forgot the important point; I know Kaoru likes me for just a few minutes, but how can he be so confident to do all of this without knowing what I feel for him?
“Because I’m a leader and because you’re too oblivious.”
“Liar.”
“Alright. I doubted you like me in the first place and I was fucking nuts for reservating this cafeteria only to tell you what I feel, believe me. I’m shaking, you know.” I like him when his lush mouth is babbling, and his confused face, “Then somehow I realized when your eyes can’t stop staring at me, that’s a signal for me.”
“That’s all?”
“Nope. Sometime you gave me a hint without notice by yourself.”
“Did I?”
“Yup.”
Sometimes you know who Kaoru is, sometimes you don’t know who is he and sometimes Kaoru’s just Kaoru. Unpredictable. And this unpredictability makes my day even brighter and warm while it should be cold and freezing, on this snowy day. But at the same time coldness could become warmness, right? “So, want another coffee and sweetie?”
Smiling, my eyes caress his features softly, “I want another sweetie kiss for the answer.” Those words make Kaoru shake his head but he moves his body closer to me until I can feel his full lips, obviously. Soft and warm, delicious and sweet. “Wanna celebrate my birthday? Just you and me?”
“Sounds perfect.”
“And I can’t wait for my present.”
“Let see.”
“But why in the cafeteria? You could’ve asked me outside, in the park with full of Christmas and fancy, or elsewhere, why here?”
He rolls his eyes in thought and faces me again, “Because it’s cold if we meet at the park?”
“Yeah, tank top.” I mention again with a smirk dancing on my lips that might be something else if Kaoru would wear it.
“Umn, I don’t know either. But this cafeteria is the only one place I could reserve for the half prize!”
And he makes me laugh hard, “Gees, you’re an unpredictable and sly person!” Then I peck his blushing cheeks.
The snow is flattering outside of the windows, but I’m not cold anymore.
The end.