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The GazettE - Reita/Ruki + Aoi/Uruha - Tangled Web - 2/2
Title: Tangled Web
Chapters: 2/2
Author: sadie_k_adder or Shuichi
Genre: Romance/Humor/Smut
Band: The GazettE
Pairings: Reita/Ruki, Aoi/Uruha, implied ?/Kai
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language, sexual situation
Summary: What a tangled web we weave when we practice to deceive...
Notes: Yay! I managed to finish it today! I hope everyone likes it...there's a lot of smut, but I tried to slip in humor, too. That's my trademark, after all. XD;
Part 1

Part 2

The morning after everyone’s startling revelations found Reita and Ruki curled up together in Reita’s bed, both still asleep even though the sun had been shining for a few hours. Ruki felt awareness coming over him, but he didn’t want to wake up yet so he snuggled against Reita and tried to force sleep to claim him again. Reita stirred, though, and mumbled something that sounded much like, “Youawake?”

Ruki sighed. “Stop running your words together,” he said pointedly, latching even more tightly around Reita’s waist.

“But I like to,” Reita pouted, pushing himself up on his elbows. “If it really bothers you—“

“It doesn’t,” Ruki said quickly, sitting up so he could look at Reita’s eyes. “It doesn’t bother me, really. I was just giving you a hard time.” He cocked his head. “Do you really take everything I say to heart like that?”

Reita shrugged. “I care for you a lot, Ruki-kun. Of course I do.”

Ruki stuck out his tongue. “Well, don’t. It’s a stupid thing to do!”

Reita chuckled and sat up completely so he could reach for Ruki. Ruki scooted closer to the other and allowed himself to be enveloped in his arms. There was something about Reita that said they didn’t have to rush with their relationship. When they’d returned to his place last night, they had watched a movie before simply collapsing on the bed and cuddling until they crossed into slumber. Normally Ruki liked to have sex as soon as possible because he never knew how little time would pass before he decided to stop seeing his partner, but in this case he felt he and Reita had all the time in the world to do whatever they liked. He appreciated that they could just snuggle like they were.

Then the phone rang. Ruki started to laugh and flopped backward, watching Reita with amusement. “It’s probably Kai,” the bassist said, his tone slightly disgruntled.

He found his cell phone sitting on the nightstand and slapped it to his ear. “H’lo?” Ruki watched as he rolled his eyes. He mouthed the word Kai and Ruki couldn’t help snorting. They both knew Kai so well, both knew he would be the one calling. “Yes, Ruki’s here,” Reita responded to their leader, his cheeks turning a light shade of crimson.

Ruki laughed loudly and got off the bed, heading to the shower.

* * * * *

Aoi and Uruha were in a slightly different position when they woke up the next morning. Both were without clothes, for one thing. Uruha awoke to find that Aoi was sitting up slightly as he smoked a cigarette, though one arm was stroking Uruha’s shoulder as he slept on his chest. He sat up as well and stretched, a yawn escaping his mouth as he did so. Aoi grinned at him. “Good morning. Sleep well?”

Uruha nodded and reached over Aoi for a cigarette. “Except that my ass hurts, yeah, I slept great.”

Aoi chuckled, releasing some smoke at the same time. “You liked it.”

Uruha shrugged. “I never said I didn’t.”

“You never said you did either,” Aoi pointed out. “You just said, ‘Oh Aoi! Oh yes, Aoi! Oh, oh harder! Oh yeah!’”

Uruha blushed, but said nothing as he started on his cigarette. Both were quiet as they smoked, but when Aoi finished, Uruha dropped his in the ashtray as well. He straddled Aoi in his attempt to get to the ashtray, but that was something he’d planned to do. The blanket slid off both of them, but neither made an attempt to right it. “I suppose we should get to practice,” he said casually before bending to nip at Aoi’s neck.

“Hm,” Aoi said. “Probably.”

Uruha didn’t reply. He left a wet trail of kisses and bite marks from Aoi’s neck to his ear. His lips moved across his cheek and over to Aoi’s mouth, though he didn’t kiss him. “We’re both in such a hurry to get to the studio…”

At that Aoi’s arms slid up his back, and he closed the miniscule space between them so he could kiss the other. Uruha hummed against Aoi’s lips, flicking his tongue out to play with the ring hugging the lower lip. Aoi’s tongue came out to meet with his, and for the next few minutes that was all either of them knew.

Then the phone rang. Aoi pushed Uruha back against the bedspread and said, “It’s just Kai. I say we ignore it.”

“I agree,” Uruha said breathlessly before Aoi mashed their lips together again. He wrapped his arms tightly around the other guitarist’s neck, and then wrapped his legs around his waist.

Aoi broke the kiss to grin mischievously at Uruha. “For someone who says his ass hurts, you’re sure in a hurry to have it—“

“Don’t ruin it with crude language,” Uruha said with a sigh.

Aoi just laughed, and then they were kissing again. He arched his back so that his quickly hardening member was driven into Uruha’s. Uruha lifted his hips to meet with Aoi’s, a soft moan escaping into their kiss as he did. “Liked that, did you?” He said against Uruha’s lips.

“Oh, that’s it,” Uruha said impatiently.

He sat up and bowled Aoi over so that he was the one on his back. “Hey!” Aoi exclaimed. “I wanted to be on top!”

Uruha paid him no heed, instead resuming their kiss as his hand found Aoi’s dick. Aoi arched into his touch, and Uruha finally got the results he was looking for as Aoi stiffened completely in his palm. He moved his hand up and down liberally, breaking their kiss to watch Aoi as he gasped and tossed his head back and forth, his hips occasionally lifting to meet with Uruha’s hand. Uruha stopped as suddenly as he’d started, though, and said teasingly, “Liked that, did you?”

Aoi just panted as he looked at him. Uruha grinned and moved forward over Aoi’s body, reaching behind him to grab his length. “Wait, you need lube,” Aoi protested.

Uruha shook his head and slowly lowered himself onto Aoi. A gasp left his throat and he threw his head back, his other hand gripping the bed sheets. He couldn’t deny that it hurt a lot, but he was determined to bear it. When Aoi was completely inside of him he opened his eyes again and reached for Aoi’s hands. “You need to do the work first,” he managed. “I can barely move right now.”

Aoi looked deeply sympathetic, but apparently he was feeling too much good to be a gentleman. He nodded and squeezed Uruha’s hands as he started lifting his hips. Soft sounds escaped Uruha’s lips each time he was pounded into, but he made no move to stop what they were doing. Soon Uruha was able to move with Aoi, and he bent over him so their lips could reconnect. Only a few minutes later, they had to stop doing that and Uruha straightened up again. “Hang on,” Aoi gasped out suddenly, and he stopped moving his hips.

Uruha stopped moving as well, and leaned against Aoi as he sat up. He resituated them so that Uruha was lying on his back, and then grabbed his thighs as he continued to thrust into him. This was much more comfortable for Uruha, and he held tightly to Aoi’s wrist with one hand while his other started to stroke his weeping length. His hips moved up to meet Aoi’s each time, and all too soon he was gasping out that he was close. Barely a moment later, he released over their bellies. Aoi was quick to follow, groaning Uruha’s name and burying his face in the other man’s neck.

“Ah,” Uruha panted, “we better get to the studio now before Kai comes after us with a whip.”

“Hey, that could be fun though,” Aoi said against Uruha’s skin, “a threesome with Kai and bondage.”

“Oh, shut up,” Uruha sighed.

* * * * *

Kai was walking back and forth in front of the couch like a drill sergeant or strict school principal. The other four were sitting on the couch like some very confused delinquents. Except for Ruki, who was trying fruitlessly to engage Reita in a poking war. Kai cleared his throat. “Ahem hem. Could you stop that please, Ruki?”

Ruki stopped poking Reita, but found his hand and entwined their fingers together while giving Kai a very pronounced glare. Kai wasn’t at all fazed, though, and just continued pacing. “We need to have a little conversation about what transpired in here yesterday. More so about what it means to the band.”

The other four exchanged glances and then Uruha stood up. “It starts with me, Kai. You see, I’ve been restless lately because it’s been awhile since I’ve been with someone and I sort of…well, I’ve had a little crush on Aoi.” He glanced over at Aoi with a smile. “The thing is, I wasn’t sure he’d go out with me because I thought he was straight. Ruki and I had a tickle fight and there were some little sparks so I asked him out instead. We sort of started a relationship, but all we ever did was…well, you know…”

“Have sex?” Kai whispered, as though there were children present who needn’t hear such a word.

Uruha nodded, glancing down at Ruki awkwardly. It was Ruki’s turn to stand then, and Reita lifted his arm up to aide him, since they were still holding hands. “I only went out with Uruha, though, because I wanted to have sex with someone,” he said defiantly, as though daring the others to correct his behavior. “I’ve been waiting for forever for Reita to ask me out because I had always thought we had some good chemistry. And I sort of like him, too.” He blushed slightly.

“Okay,” Kai said with a thoughtful nod. “So where do you other two come in?”

Aoi stood next. “We were both upset because I like Uruha and Reita likes Ruki. So I came up with a great plan to seduce Ruki. Then Reita was going to bring Uruha in when it looked like Ruki was seducing me. Then when they broke up, I was going to comfort Uruha and Reita was going to comfort Ruki. Fool proof, ne?”

Ruki snorted and Uruha covered up a smile. Kai stared at Aoi as though he was the most retarded person he’d ever seen. “No!” He exclaimed. “That’s not fool proof, that’s the most retarded thing I’ve ever heard!”

Aoi’s smile fell. “Oh.”

Reita stood finally, so that all of them were on their feet. “Well, then it got even stupider because I couldn’t follow through with the plan. I couldn’t stand the thought of Aoi touching Ruki or-or doing anything to seduce him. So I came barging in before anything could happen, and everything got ruined.”

“But it ended up being okay,” said Ruki, wrapping his arms around Reita’s middle and looking appreciative. “Because I want to be with Reita.”

“And I really want to be with Aoi,” Uruha confessed, casting a sly glance at Aoi, who was still frowning from being told his fool proof plan was retarded.

Kai rubbed his chin contemplatively. “Okay. So now…Uruha and Aoi are together…and Reita and Ruki are together?” Everyone nodded synchronically. He shrugged. “Okay, that’s all I wanted to know. This isn’t going to cause problems for the band now, is it?”

“Why would it?” Ruki burst, looking shocked. “It’ll just make things better because now we can have sex in the broom closet during smoking breaks.”

Reita turned bright red. Uruha nudged Ruki. “I think he means himself, Ruki-kun. Now we’re all paired up except for Kai!” He looked at the drummer as though he were a pathetic and one legged bunny rabbit.

“He better come up with a fool proof plan to fix that,” Aoi said sardonically.

Uruha shot him a disapproving glance. Kai laughed good-naturedly and waved them off. “No, no, I’m perfectly content to be on my own. For now anyway.” He smiled. “I guess we’ll cancel practice today so you all can get situated or whatever… I’m going to go out for ice cream.”

“With who!?” Ruki burst.

“With no one. He’s alone, remember?” Aoi said quietly, though loud enough that Kai could hear.

“Shhh!” Uruha hissed.

Kai rolled his eyes. “Well, I haven’t hung out with Miyavi-kun in awhile, have I?”

The other four all sniggered as though sharing some dirty inside joke. Kai pretended not to notice and everyone went on their merry way.

* * * * *

“Isn’t it nice that everything has sort of resolved itself?” Ruki called behind him as he crossed the threshold into his apartment.

Reita was on his heels, and shut the door behind them when he’d entered as well. “I guess… No, it’s actually weird. Shouldn’t you and Uruha have emotional baggage? Shouldn’t Kai feel…well, left out of the loop?”

Ruki shook his head. “I think because Uruha and I were both in it for the same reasons we’ve come to an unspoken agreement to pretend we never went out. And you and I both know Kai is too resilient to let the rest of us hooking up make him feel left out of the loop. Besides, he’s getting some ass tonight.” He cackled.

Reita made a face. “I wish you wouldn’t say things like that. The last thing I want to think of before going to bed is Miyavi plowing our leader.”

Ruki laughed, but grabbed Reita’s hand and started down the hall toward the bedroom. “Then we’ll just have to take your mind off of that.”

Reita felt a shiver go up his spine, but he said nothing as he was dragged into the bedroom. Ruki turned around so he could grab his other hand, too, and then he sat down on the bed. “Don’t you want to kiss me, Rei-chan?”

Reita blushed and accepted the invitation, bending his head the little bit that was needed to kiss Ruki’s tempting lips. Ruki kissed back eagerly, and let go of Reita’s hands so he could wind his arms around his neck, one hand playing absently with the multicolored hair. Reita was uncomfortable bending the way he was, so he gently pushed Ruki against the bedspread and climbed on top of him. That was when he stopped and lifted his head, ready to finally say something. “Are you sure you want to do this, Ruki-kun? I don’t want to move things too fast…”

“But I love you,” Ruki murmured. “I’ve loved you for years, I just never wanted to say anything. We’re supposed to be straight, if you remember. At least, I think that’s the impression we’ve given the fans…”

Reita smiled. “I know, and I love you, but I don’t want to ruin anything by—“

“And you’re not!” Ruki said earnestly, bringing his hands down Reita’s shoulders so he was gripping his thin biceps. “You’re not. I want us to do this.”

Reita’s smile widened and he decided not to say anymore as he pressed his lips to Ruki’s again. The kiss started out somewhat lazy, but soon both men grew impatient and their mouths were meeting hungrily and restlessly, tongues rubbing together while hands started exploring. Ruki was the first to start tugging on Reita’s tee shirt, so Reita broke the kiss to pull it off. Ruki sat up and got his off as well, and then he started laughing. Reita stared at him quizzically. “Is-is something wrong?” He asked, glancing down nervously at his exposed chest.

Ruki snorted. “Nothing’s wrong with you, stupid. I’m just laughing because we both should have just had the balls to tell each other how we felt. Then we could have been doing his ages ago.”

Reita chuckled as well and resumed kissing Ruki. Their carefree pace was getting swallowed up by their urge to speed things along, though. The tips of Ruki’s fingers roved over the skin of Reita’s belly; occasionally he would pull suggestively on the waistband of Reita’s pants. Reita let his lips move gingerly down Ruki’s neck, his tongue caressing the heated skin, his teeth leaving light marks here and there as he chose to use them. He flicked his thumb over a hardened nipple and was delighted to receive the first erotic sound from Ruki when he let out a soft hum.

Reita was soon undoing the button on Ruki’s pants, and in a moment he’d pulled out his cock. He first ran his hand experimentally over it, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks at the notion that he was holding Ruki’s dick in his hand. Finally he started pumping it at a leisurely pace, and he had to lift his head to see what Ruki’s face looked like now that he was being pleasured so thoroughly. It was a pretty sight—the vocalist’s lips were slightly parted, his eyes closed and his brow furrowed. He was holding tightly to one of Reita’s hands with his own while the other gripped the pillow behind his head. He gasped and arched his back when Reita’s hand moved a little faster. “You’re so beautiful, Ruki-kun,” Reita managed, thinking to himself how lucky he was to be with the person that he loved so much.

“Thank you,” Ruki panted out. “Ah…Rei-chan…”

Reita helped Ruki out of his pants and underwear, and then took his own off. That was when he had a very sudden, very curious thought, and though it made him slightly embarrassed that he was thinking it, he still decided to follow it through. He stopped touching Ruki in favor of climbing on top of him, turning so his back was to Ruki’s face. He scooted backward until his mouth was level with Ruki’s stiff length, and then bent over it and took the tip into his mouth. He wondered nervously if Ruki would take his hint, and in a moment knew he had when he felt a warm tongue lick his crown.

He gasped and took Ruki further into his mouth, feeling Ruki do the same to him. He swirled his tongue around Ruki, and the vocalist moaned around him, the vibrations a strange and erotic feeling. Reita found himself moaning only a couple of minutes later as they both licked and sucked more vigorously. He was starting to lose himself in what was happening, but was at least aware that he wanted to make love to the man he loved, so he reluctantly climbed off of him.

He turned to face him, and Ruki gave him a sweet smile, reaching for his hand. “I’m so ready for this,” he said breathlessly.

Reita smiled and nodded. “Me too.”

Ruki sat up and rummaged in the end table until he found some lube and a condom. “You don’t have to put on the condom if you don’t want, though,” he said with a furtive glance in Reita’s direction. “I don’t want to be with anyone else, so I don’t see the need…”

Reita smiled and flicked the condom carelessly off the bed. Ruki laughed and took his place again, spreading his legs submissively. Reita was starting to feel nerves set in again, but he did his best to ignore them as he spread some lube over two fingers and shakily pushed one past Ruki’s entrance. Ruki instantly made a purring sound and arched his back beautifully. Reita’s heart hammered against his chest; he wanted to please Ruki so badly. He carefully moved his finger in and out, watching Ruki’s face cautiously.

Ruki gasped and lifted his hips again, tossing his head to the side. The image was so arousing that Reita’s nerves were banished for a moment. He pulled that finger out so he could reinsert it with a second one. This time he pulled a moan from Ruki, and that caused him to bite his lip so he wouldn’t moan, too. After all, nothing was really happening yet.

“Okay, I’m ready,” Ruki breathed. “Please, Rei-chan.” He reached for Reita’s free hand, giving it an encouraging squeeze.

Reita said nothing, but pulled his fingers out of Ruki almost too quickly. He poured lubricant over himself, and then held his breath as he slowly and carefully buried himself in Ruki. Ruki groaned and lifted his hips again, reaching blindly for Reita. Reita bent forward so that Ruki could nearly choke him by wrapping his arms around his neck. Reita closed whatever space was left between them and hugged Ruki tightly. “Ruki, can I please move?” He asked, although his hips were already starting to wiggle just a little.

“Mm-hm,” Ruki managed.

Reita lifted himself up, and Ruki let go of him, instead holding onto his hands. Reita quickly set up a rhythm, and had he been able to think clearly would have realized his anxiety was completely gone. All he felt was a surge of love and affection for the man gasping and writhing beneath him. He didn’t want the moment to ever end, so he was slower than he would normally be, trying to draw things out as long as possible. Ruki moved his hips to meet with him, and soon started stroking himself as well. “Wait for me,” Reita breathed.

“O-okay,” Ruki gasped out, opening his eyes and gazing at Reita foggily.

Reita finally increased his speed, feeling automatically as he did so that orgasm was rushing up on him. Ruki couldn’t stop moaning, and finally Reita appeased him by choking out, “I’m coming, Ruki!” Ruki allowed himself to release at that moment, crying out Reita’s name as he did. Reita came almost simultaneously, his head instantly dropping onto Ruki’s chest.

For awhile they just lay there, breathing heavily, sweat mingling. At least Reita pulled out of Ruki and flopped down beside him. “I love you, Ruki,” he said sincerely.

Ruki let out a lazy laugh and snuggled up against Reita. “So do I. Wait—well, you know what I mean.”

Reita laughed as well. He sat up slightly so he could turn off the nearby lamp. “You know,” he said before Ruki could fall asleep, “Aoi’s plan may not have been fool proof, but you have to admit that if he hadn’t come up with it, who knows when we would have hooked up.”

Ruki chuckled and Reita could feel him shaking his head, his hair tickling the bassist’s chest. “I guess you’re right. Let’s just not tell Aoi that, though. I’d rather he didn’t know that his plan was fool proof after all.”

OWARI

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Notes: 1) The idea to slip Miyavi's name in there came from narcolepticnemu and the fact that I like to be a tease. XD
2) I hope you all enjoyed my cautious entry into the GazettE fanfiction fandom! Hopefully I'll have more to share soon! ♥