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the GazettE - Lonely - ONESHOT
Title: Lonely
Band: the GazettE
Author: Reila
Genre: Fluff
Rating: PG
Pairings: Reita/Uruha
Summary: “Jesus Christ, Uruha,” he groaned out, reaching up to rub his eyes before he gave a weary sigh. “What the Hell made you decide to wake me up at the break of fucking dawn?”
Comments: My pairings are bouncing around! Granted, Ruki/Aoi is my OTP (*GASPU!* No more Reita/Aoi?!), but this pairing is too cute to pass up. :3

We can't wake again from this dream;
It's not real, but it's ours...

Reita's eyebrows knitted together in his sleep, a confused look crossing his features as he tried to move. His body felt like it was bound to the bed, forced to remain in one position despite how much he moved. Giving an irritated grunt, he slowly opened one eye once he was finally awake, finally understanding the reason for his inability to move. Uruha was perched on top of him, smiling brightly and watching him almost like a cat. His hands were placed on his chest, chin resting on top of them; Reita raised an eyebrow, his thoughts making him wonder if he had been a cat in a past life like many times before. He swore he could hear him purr in that moment if he listened hard enough.

“Comfortable, Kouyou?” Reita asked lazily, his eyes closing again as he shifted him bottom in an attempt to get Uruha to move. When the other remained where he was, the bassist sighed as he looked down at him again, silently asking him to get off of him so he could sleep.

“Very much~” Uruha chimed out, making his best friend wonder if he purred for the second time within the past minute.

“That's nice, but you woke me up.”

“I'm sorry, 'Kira-kun,” the guitarist, no sign of sincerity in his voice as he rested his temple on his chest. He kept those honey-brown eyes on Reita, the kitten-like smile never faltering. “You're utterly adorable when you sleep.”

“Get off of me and I'll let you fanboy over how cute I am like that.” Again, Reita shifted to try and get the slightly-younger man off of him, failing in his attempt and giving an irritated sigh. “Can I help you with anything?”

“Maybe~” Uruha's smile just grew when Reita shot him an irritated glare, knowing he had no chance of returning to sleep unless he gave Uruha whatever it was he knew he wanted. Glancing towards the window, he frowned slightly when he saw no sign of sunlight trying to peek through the curtains.

“What time is it?”

“Around 5:20, the last time I checked,” the dirty-blonde replied, shrugging his shoulders in a carefree manner while closed his eyes and sighed contently. Reita knew he was listening to his heartbeat; it was a pastime he had grown accustomed to ever since they were kids.

“And how long have you been laying here?”

“I 'unno. Close to an hour, maybe?”

“Jesus Christ, Uruha,” he groaned out, reaching up to rub his eyes before he gave a weary sigh. “What the Hell made you decide to wake me up at the break of fucking dawn? I went to bed close to three this morning; you just take it upon yourself to come in here and--”

“I was lonely…” Uruha muttered, a pout forming across those defined lips of his. Reita stopped mid-sentence, feeling guilty about his small rant as he watched his best friend.

“We share an apartment, Kouyou; you're in the next room so why are you lonely?”

“Not everyone is like you, Reita,” Uruha huffed out, the pout remaining as he kept his eyes closed. “Some of us do yearn for physical contact.”

“So, I'm just the teddy bear you use when you're lonely?” He asked, his irritation quickly returning. He blinked when Uruha suddenly pulled away from him, annoyance crossing his feminine features.

“Forget it, Akira,” he mumbled out, smoothing out the creases of his purple pajama shirt before he walked to the door. Confused by his actions, Reita propped himself up on to his elbows and watched him.

“What's gotten into you?”

“God, you're almost as slow as Aoi,” Uruha huffed, not bothering to spare Reita a single glance as he marched out and closed the door with angry snap. He glared at the floor for a moment before he retreated into his room, silently cursing Reita under his breath as he climbed into his own bed and curled up beneath the blankets. He was too busy thinking of ways to smack Reita until he realized what he meant that he didn't noticed the sound of his door opening or the dipping of his bed.

“Kouyou…” Reita said as his arms made its way around Uruha's waist, making the other jump out of surprise. He soon felt him relax into him despite how annoyed he seemed to be, the simple action beginning to confirm his suspicion.

“What?” Uruha snapped, his eyes closing.

“I'm sorry; if you want to sleep with me, then you can.”

“What's the use?” He said, his head shaking as he hugged his pillow closer. “I might as well sleep by myself with how completely stupid you are; can't even take simple hints or anythi--”

“You love me, don't you?” Reita interrupted, his arms tightening around the guitarist's waist as he cradled him. His body conformed against Uruha's, his back pressing against the bassist's chest.

“What?”

“You love me, right?”

Uruha bit his lip uncertainly, his eyes opening as he stared at his pillow. He didn't realized that his body had tensed up, silently confirming Reita's suspicions without having to say a word.

“Why would it matter?” He asked, avoiding the question as he shook his head. “It's not like you'd start to like me or anything.”

“So, you do?”

“Like I've said, you're slow.”

Reita chuckled softly, leaning his head down and pressing a tender kiss to Uruha's shoulder. He felt him tense up before he shivered, causing him to smile. “Who ever said I never liked you before?”

Uruha remained silent as he laid there, his eyes focused on the wall before he finally said, “How long?”

“Senior year,” Reita replied, unabashed. He loosened his grip when he felt Uruha shift, thinking he was going to pull away but was surprised when he merely turned to finally look at him.

“How come you never told me?” Uruha asked, his eyes as soft as his voice while his fingers traced small patterns across his lips. Reita shrugged before he gave a playful smile, his arms remaining around the other's small waist.

“I wanted to torture you.” He laughed when Uruha playfully slapped his chest, watching his hide his face against it before he looked up with what he thought was an angry look, knowing the smile he wore gave him away completely.

“You jerk. Did you know all along?”

“Kind of. I just thought you were being cruel to me by turning me on and not doing anything about it.”

“Everything's about sex with you, isn't it?”

“Of course~ You know I want your sexy ass.”

“Pig.”

Reita smiled as he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to those plush lips and relaxing when he felt Uruha's lips respond. After a brief moment, he slowly pulled away, his playfulness returning.

“You love me for it.”

“Unfortuneately,” Uruha mumbled, curling up against him and closing his eyes before he let out a tired sigh. “Now let me sleep; I'm tired.”

“Well, that's not fair. You wake me up and now you're telling me to let you sleep?”

“Shut up and I'll make it up to you later.”

“And how exactly will you do that-- Ohh.” Reita finally caught on when Uruha looked up at him, a cheeky grin on his face before he curled up against him and yawned.

“Better be worth it.”

The guitarist snickered as he shook his head, feeling sleep take him over while his body relaxed into Reita's warmth.

“I love you, dork.”

“Everybody does,” Reita told him, a smile on his face. “I love you, too.”

Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away;
We'll be lost before the dawn...


Owari.



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A/N:
01. I'm sorry if the end sucked. Dx I fail at humor [does that surprise anyone?] and I tend to lose interest by the end of the fanfics I write. My ADD is to blame.
02. Comments = LOVE~! I'll give you GazE cookies, too~ :3 /end bribe
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