The Game, Chapter 2
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radhajTitle: The Game
Pairings: Tetsu x Hyde x Tetsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not claim to have any j-rockers in my possession
Warnings: Male x Male stuff. Slight OOC and AU, because this is just not how it really was. But hey, that's why this is fan fiction, right?
Summary: When Tetsu approaches Hyde to join his band, the vocalist turns out to be everything he's been made out to be and more. But is that more than the new band leader can handle?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Hideto Takarai was an average man with a very average set of skills.
It took a long time for him to admit that. Most of his life he was accompanied by an incredible amount of luck that made it possible for him to get whatever he wanted, get by without working much for anything and evade stuff he did not want to deal with, all the time making it appear as if he did it on purpose, by intention. At some point he even started believing himself that he was special. But that was before he recognized it for what it really was. And it was, really, just pure luck.
However, it never helped him when it came to something important, something that he really wanted. He'd glided through most of his life without the slightest glitch, always lucky enough to have enough talent in whatever he needed at a particular moment. But at critical times in his life, whenever he started to sincerely make plans for his future, he ended up watching all of his dreams slip away from him. His art, his guitar, the unnameable slew of things before that. He was always good, he was never good enough. His luck was never lucky enough.
It made him bitter and skeptical. He could no longer believe that anything would last, that he'd ever get far enough with anything. His voice? What a joke. He had never considered it to be anything special. When the proposal came he took without sparing it a second thought. He knew it would get old quickly enough. People will get bored with it and he'll be left at square one once again, before he could begin getting comfortable.
All he had ever excelled in was being the prettiest face in the crowd. Gathering the shallow and temporary attention of the moment, the lustful gazes of the night. Nothing more.
But once he'd realized that, he grabbed on to that thought. This he could perfect, this shallow and obscene talent he could polish to the level of a master. To himself, if to no one else, he could prove that he had his worth in something. And if, because of his doing this, in the eyes of others his worth would get lower even more - so be it. There was little left to damage anyway, he was sure.
The idea, bordering on insane in its desperation, ensnared him entirely and he proceeded to live by it. Almost feverishly he worked on his skills of being noticed, being seen, being wanted. Becoming the best lover anyone could dream of. Another day, another body he had satisfied, another proof that in this, he could still get whatever he wanted. That he was the top player.
Until tonight. Until Tetsu.
I just thought I'd save you the trouble.
It was not trouble. It was his life. His pride.
It meant nothing if the other knew.
He did not know how to deal with it. But he knew he could not give up. The silence and the stillness had dragged on long enough already.
"That works for me," he whispered, giving up on denying the younger man's silent accusation before even trying to and concentrating on saving face instead. He leaned back down and pressed his lips against the heated skin of the other's torso as his breath carried more words towards the Tetsu's ears, "as long as we both still get what we want."
"Oh, I'm sure we will."
The smirk on the bassist's face, which he saw when he raised his eyes to it, told him without a doubt that Hyde was not convincing the other with this unaffected act of his. But he had nothing else to fall back to. His lips painted a trail down the glistering body, bestowing the kisses and licks on the parted thighs and he got a dull and diluted pang of satisfaction when that succeeded in tearing some pleasured moans from the mouth of the man that was now lying, so self-assuredly, under him.
And suddenly, he felt so angry. So incredibly incensed at being out-maneuvered in his own game that he swore to himself that if nothing else, he'd make this the best sex in his entire life. If he had lost already...
Shooting upwards he ignored the knowing look that passed over the bassist's face, knowing he'd only get more mad if he analyzed it, and reached towards his private stash of lube and condoms. It was a matter of seconds before he expertly opened the small packages and rolled the protective layers of rubber over both of their, rather impossibly, still raging erections and a matter of minutes until his nimble and amply lubed fingers got the other man stretched and ready for him.
He felt some of his angry tension abating when the almost smug expression on the other's face slid off, giving way to one of pleasured abandon. Their eyes met a second before Hyde pushed past the tight ring of muscle, and as he slid inside Tetsu's heat, the bassist gave him a look of careful submission.
A peace offering of sorts.
And Hyde accepted it. Because whatever else they'll say to each other afterward, whatever other word games they will play, all that mattered at that moment was their tangled bodies and the quiver in his muscles as he thrust into the other. All he felt was the other's arms around him, drawing him impossibly closer, and the toe-curling sensation of his orgasm building inside him. Nothing was more important than the sound of impending climax getting more and more clear in Tetsu's moans and the steady rhythm of the hand which Hyde had wrapped around the bassist's erection.
Their joint relief was blinding. Hyde couldn't refrain from sobbing in helpless pleasure as he thrust into the other's body for one last time and he could hear Tetsu's voice echoing his. The ecstasy coursed through his body in brain-numbing waves and he could feel the bassist trembling around him at the same lazy and overwhelmed rhythm.
But as soon as sight returned to his eyes and he could breathe again, Hyde knew the brief period of truce was over. The magnitude of what had happened and what it meant for him rushed back into his mind and he withdrew from the other almost harshly, rolling away from the heaving body beneath him onto his side. Catching his breath, he dealt with the soiled condoms with a well practiced hand and collapsed back down again, perfectly content with avoiding the impending conversation if it meant he did not have to deal with what happened. He almost convinced himself that it didn't matter since he still got one of the best fucks in his life from this. But Tetsu was obviously less reluctant to end the silence.
"I must admit, you're quite good at this," the bassist said, still breathing quickly. Hyde's face twitched. The bastard. He must know what it meant to the singer. Hyde forced his voice back to his neutrally silky tone.
"Just quite good?" he asked. It came out half flirting, half joking. Without any hint of hurt. Simply perfect.
To his surprise, the bassist sat up before answering and fixed him with a stare. There was pity in those eyes. Hyde wanted to close his own eyes so he wouldn't have to see it.
"For all I know, you might be the best lover in all of Japan, Hyde-san, but that hardly matters when it completely lacks any kind of feeling except for anger and frustration," Tetsu said in a serious voice. "It was a great fuck, yes. It was quite good as sex."
Hyde felt his face freeze for the second time that night, but forced himself to shake it off much faster this time.
"Obviously, you've known what I was after since the beginning, Tetchan," he refused to give up the nickname on sheer principle. "You've made a fool of me. Are you satisfied now?" He made sure to sound absolutely dismissive about it and knew he succeeded when the bassist frowned at his words.
Without any warning Tetsu stood up, unabashed about his nakedness and clearly unfazed by the feeling of excess lube dribbling down his thighs. He seemed not at all bothered about how he might look like this as he stared down at the man still lying on the bed. Hyde did not let their position intimidate him and he braced himself for whatever words would be coming.
"I did not approach you because I wanted to have sex with you, Hyde. I do want you in my band."
Hyde laughed. He was relieved when it did not sound hysterical in reality even though it sure as hell did in his head. In fact, he suddenly felt like he was regaining his equilibrium and looked back at Tetsu with as much incredulousness as he felt.
"Very funny, Tetchan. I suppose you also want me to give up my promiscuous ways, do you not?" He made it obvious just how absurd he found the idea.
"I'd like that, yes," the bassist answered in the same serious tone as before. Hyde openly snorted. "Hyde-san, you can't go around doing what you do and expect it to remain a secret for long. It's only me now, but if you continue this for much longer, everyone will hear about it soon enough."
Hyde didn't even blink. If Tetsu had expected him to just crumble after the shock of before, he was in for a surprise himself.
"Tetchan, it seems like you know enough about me to know of my normal... targeted audience," he said with a calm smile. There were reasons for his choice in that, after all. He did this because he was good at it. And if, in the process, he got to drag some of the men he slept with down a peg just by proving his superiority over them in this one base act... all the better for him. He never got to be better than anyone else otherwise. And also... "You must know quite well that no, so called, self-respecting straight man will go around complaining that he was fooled by some pretty guy and made to take it up his..."
"And you think that is enough to keep your reputation safe?" Tetsu cut him off before Hyde could finish his crude remark and the singer felt as if he was truly gaining the upper hand in the conversation. It was obvious that the bassist had expected him to be at least a little shaken by having been so easily manipulated, but for some reason Hyde found that remaining calm was easier than he thought it would be.
"Nope," he continued smiling, "I know well enough that it's only a matter of time until my reputation goes down the drain. So are you sure you really want me to join you despite that?" he asked, lounging carelessly on the bed, half of his naked body showing from beneath the blanket he had strewn over himself a little while ago.
"You know that and yet you don't stop doing this?" Tetsu asked, clearly curious despite himself. Hyde shrugged.
"I stopped caring long ago. I know I won't even get this far with anything else. So?" he asked, reminding Tetsu of his earlier question. The bassist stayed quiet for a while, lost in his thoughts. He had obviously been forced to rethink some of his plans from before.
"I have enough resources to keep your reputation intact, if I want to," he said eventually, after seemingly coming to a decision. His voice still sounded a little subdued. "In fact, that's my promise to you, if you join. I'll make sure your... trysts won't come out to be public knowledge. Even if you don't care about your reputation, you'd still find it useful as people won't start shying away from you just because of it, right?"
The singer was looking at him with an interested expression on his face now. He had not expected to get this much of a deal. And it was obvious that Tetsu was no longer pretending as well. He was no longer the shy boy that Hyde saw in the club. He was a confident man, fully believing what he was saying.
"All this just for my voice?" Hyde asked finally, raising an eyebrow and now it was Tetsu that shrugged.
"It's a really good voice," he said as if that explained everything and it probably did, for him. "Besides, I'm sure you'll get tired of living this way after some time."
"I wouldn't bet on it," Hyde warned, a little amused and more than a bit skeptical. Tetsu just sighed and finally reached for his clothes.
"Some day you'll find someone you'll actually fall in love with, Hyde-san. And then you'll look back at all of this and think it was the worst decision you've ever made to lead your life this way."
"I sincerely doubt that," the singer answered, raising his body onto his elbows as he watched the younger man sorting out all the clothes strewn over the floor in search for his own. In all honesty, he barely even heard what the other said before dismissing it.
"We'll see about that, Hyde-san," Tetsu conceded, finally with all of his clothes in his grasp. "For now, just let me know if we have a deal?"
The singer frowned and met the other man's eyes for a few moments. It was as if the two of them were judging each other, and something about the conviction and readiness in Tetsu's gaze made Hyde nod.
"We do."
After all, why not agree to a deal that so obviously had far better conditions for him than it had for his future 'boss'? Of course, soon enough, Tetsu will realize that his voice was only subpar and Hyde will lose the place in his band. But for now, he was going to milk every single benefit from it that he could.
"Welcome to L'Arc~en~Ciel then," Tetsu's voice woke him from his thoughts again.
"L'Arc~en~Ciel?" Hyde asked confused.
"That's the name of the band you just accepted to sing for," Tetsu explained, slightly tiredly. Hyde just nodded again. Silence descended over the room.
"You already know where the bathroom is," the vocalist said finally, since the bassist would obviously want to clean up before leaving. And with the way things turned out, there was no longer any doubt that Tetsu would not be sleeping over as they had agreed on before. That seemed so long ago now, the time when keeping up his drunken appearance in front of his newest prey had been all Hyde was worried about.
"I'll let myself out," the bassist answered and ducked out of the room.
Hyde lied back down on his bed and let his lips curl into an almost smug grin. He still felt rather sick when he thought about how he had been played. But for now he brushed those thoughts away. He'd still get his chance to get back at Tetsu, even if he was not quite sure how he will do it. But for now...
For now, he'd sleep peacefully with thoughts of the great deal he scored and how he obviously managed to get Tetsu promise him more than the bassist had been prepared to promise when he first entered the apartment. That was a sweet enough victory for him at the moment.
Oh, and he'd have to figure out how to leave Jerusalem's Rod when the time came.
Bugger that.
Hyde | Tetsu
1 | 1
Chapter 3
Pairings: Tetsu x Hyde x Tetsu
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not claim to have any j-rockers in my possession
Warnings: Male x Male stuff. Slight OOC and AU, because this is just not how it really was. But hey, that's why this is fan fiction, right?
Summary: When Tetsu approaches Hyde to join his band, the vocalist turns out to be everything he's been made out to be and more. But is that more than the new band leader can handle?
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Hideto Takarai was an average man with a very average set of skills.
It took a long time for him to admit that. Most of his life he was accompanied by an incredible amount of luck that made it possible for him to get whatever he wanted, get by without working much for anything and evade stuff he did not want to deal with, all the time making it appear as if he did it on purpose, by intention. At some point he even started believing himself that he was special. But that was before he recognized it for what it really was. And it was, really, just pure luck.
However, it never helped him when it came to something important, something that he really wanted. He'd glided through most of his life without the slightest glitch, always lucky enough to have enough talent in whatever he needed at a particular moment. But at critical times in his life, whenever he started to sincerely make plans for his future, he ended up watching all of his dreams slip away from him. His art, his guitar, the unnameable slew of things before that. He was always good, he was never good enough. His luck was never lucky enough.
It made him bitter and skeptical. He could no longer believe that anything would last, that he'd ever get far enough with anything. His voice? What a joke. He had never considered it to be anything special. When the proposal came he took without sparing it a second thought. He knew it would get old quickly enough. People will get bored with it and he'll be left at square one once again, before he could begin getting comfortable.
All he had ever excelled in was being the prettiest face in the crowd. Gathering the shallow and temporary attention of the moment, the lustful gazes of the night. Nothing more.
But once he'd realized that, he grabbed on to that thought. This he could perfect, this shallow and obscene talent he could polish to the level of a master. To himself, if to no one else, he could prove that he had his worth in something. And if, because of his doing this, in the eyes of others his worth would get lower even more - so be it. There was little left to damage anyway, he was sure.
The idea, bordering on insane in its desperation, ensnared him entirely and he proceeded to live by it. Almost feverishly he worked on his skills of being noticed, being seen, being wanted. Becoming the best lover anyone could dream of. Another day, another body he had satisfied, another proof that in this, he could still get whatever he wanted. That he was the top player.
Until tonight. Until Tetsu.
I just thought I'd save you the trouble.
It was not trouble. It was his life. His pride.
It meant nothing if the other knew.
He did not know how to deal with it. But he knew he could not give up. The silence and the stillness had dragged on long enough already.
"That works for me," he whispered, giving up on denying the younger man's silent accusation before even trying to and concentrating on saving face instead. He leaned back down and pressed his lips against the heated skin of the other's torso as his breath carried more words towards the Tetsu's ears, "as long as we both still get what we want."
"Oh, I'm sure we will."
The smirk on the bassist's face, which he saw when he raised his eyes to it, told him without a doubt that Hyde was not convincing the other with this unaffected act of his. But he had nothing else to fall back to. His lips painted a trail down the glistering body, bestowing the kisses and licks on the parted thighs and he got a dull and diluted pang of satisfaction when that succeeded in tearing some pleasured moans from the mouth of the man that was now lying, so self-assuredly, under him.
And suddenly, he felt so angry. So incredibly incensed at being out-maneuvered in his own game that he swore to himself that if nothing else, he'd make this the best sex in his entire life. If he had lost already...
Shooting upwards he ignored the knowing look that passed over the bassist's face, knowing he'd only get more mad if he analyzed it, and reached towards his private stash of lube and condoms. It was a matter of seconds before he expertly opened the small packages and rolled the protective layers of rubber over both of their, rather impossibly, still raging erections and a matter of minutes until his nimble and amply lubed fingers got the other man stretched and ready for him.
He felt some of his angry tension abating when the almost smug expression on the other's face slid off, giving way to one of pleasured abandon. Their eyes met a second before Hyde pushed past the tight ring of muscle, and as he slid inside Tetsu's heat, the bassist gave him a look of careful submission.
A peace offering of sorts.
And Hyde accepted it. Because whatever else they'll say to each other afterward, whatever other word games they will play, all that mattered at that moment was their tangled bodies and the quiver in his muscles as he thrust into the other. All he felt was the other's arms around him, drawing him impossibly closer, and the toe-curling sensation of his orgasm building inside him. Nothing was more important than the sound of impending climax getting more and more clear in Tetsu's moans and the steady rhythm of the hand which Hyde had wrapped around the bassist's erection.
Their joint relief was blinding. Hyde couldn't refrain from sobbing in helpless pleasure as he thrust into the other's body for one last time and he could hear Tetsu's voice echoing his. The ecstasy coursed through his body in brain-numbing waves and he could feel the bassist trembling around him at the same lazy and overwhelmed rhythm.
But as soon as sight returned to his eyes and he could breathe again, Hyde knew the brief period of truce was over. The magnitude of what had happened and what it meant for him rushed back into his mind and he withdrew from the other almost harshly, rolling away from the heaving body beneath him onto his side. Catching his breath, he dealt with the soiled condoms with a well practiced hand and collapsed back down again, perfectly content with avoiding the impending conversation if it meant he did not have to deal with what happened. He almost convinced himself that it didn't matter since he still got one of the best fucks in his life from this. But Tetsu was obviously less reluctant to end the silence.
"I must admit, you're quite good at this," the bassist said, still breathing quickly. Hyde's face twitched. The bastard. He must know what it meant to the singer. Hyde forced his voice back to his neutrally silky tone.
"Just quite good?" he asked. It came out half flirting, half joking. Without any hint of hurt. Simply perfect.
To his surprise, the bassist sat up before answering and fixed him with a stare. There was pity in those eyes. Hyde wanted to close his own eyes so he wouldn't have to see it.
"For all I know, you might be the best lover in all of Japan, Hyde-san, but that hardly matters when it completely lacks any kind of feeling except for anger and frustration," Tetsu said in a serious voice. "It was a great fuck, yes. It was quite good as sex."
Hyde felt his face freeze for the second time that night, but forced himself to shake it off much faster this time.
"Obviously, you've known what I was after since the beginning, Tetchan," he refused to give up the nickname on sheer principle. "You've made a fool of me. Are you satisfied now?" He made sure to sound absolutely dismissive about it and knew he succeeded when the bassist frowned at his words.
Without any warning Tetsu stood up, unabashed about his nakedness and clearly unfazed by the feeling of excess lube dribbling down his thighs. He seemed not at all bothered about how he might look like this as he stared down at the man still lying on the bed. Hyde did not let their position intimidate him and he braced himself for whatever words would be coming.
"I did not approach you because I wanted to have sex with you, Hyde. I do want you in my band."
Hyde laughed. He was relieved when it did not sound hysterical in reality even though it sure as hell did in his head. In fact, he suddenly felt like he was regaining his equilibrium and looked back at Tetsu with as much incredulousness as he felt.
"Very funny, Tetchan. I suppose you also want me to give up my promiscuous ways, do you not?" He made it obvious just how absurd he found the idea.
"I'd like that, yes," the bassist answered in the same serious tone as before. Hyde openly snorted. "Hyde-san, you can't go around doing what you do and expect it to remain a secret for long. It's only me now, but if you continue this for much longer, everyone will hear about it soon enough."
Hyde didn't even blink. If Tetsu had expected him to just crumble after the shock of before, he was in for a surprise himself.
"Tetchan, it seems like you know enough about me to know of my normal... targeted audience," he said with a calm smile. There were reasons for his choice in that, after all. He did this because he was good at it. And if, in the process, he got to drag some of the men he slept with down a peg just by proving his superiority over them in this one base act... all the better for him. He never got to be better than anyone else otherwise. And also... "You must know quite well that no, so called, self-respecting straight man will go around complaining that he was fooled by some pretty guy and made to take it up his..."
"And you think that is enough to keep your reputation safe?" Tetsu cut him off before Hyde could finish his crude remark and the singer felt as if he was truly gaining the upper hand in the conversation. It was obvious that the bassist had expected him to be at least a little shaken by having been so easily manipulated, but for some reason Hyde found that remaining calm was easier than he thought it would be.
"Nope," he continued smiling, "I know well enough that it's only a matter of time until my reputation goes down the drain. So are you sure you really want me to join you despite that?" he asked, lounging carelessly on the bed, half of his naked body showing from beneath the blanket he had strewn over himself a little while ago.
"You know that and yet you don't stop doing this?" Tetsu asked, clearly curious despite himself. Hyde shrugged.
"I stopped caring long ago. I know I won't even get this far with anything else. So?" he asked, reminding Tetsu of his earlier question. The bassist stayed quiet for a while, lost in his thoughts. He had obviously been forced to rethink some of his plans from before.
"I have enough resources to keep your reputation intact, if I want to," he said eventually, after seemingly coming to a decision. His voice still sounded a little subdued. "In fact, that's my promise to you, if you join. I'll make sure your... trysts won't come out to be public knowledge. Even if you don't care about your reputation, you'd still find it useful as people won't start shying away from you just because of it, right?"
The singer was looking at him with an interested expression on his face now. He had not expected to get this much of a deal. And it was obvious that Tetsu was no longer pretending as well. He was no longer the shy boy that Hyde saw in the club. He was a confident man, fully believing what he was saying.
"All this just for my voice?" Hyde asked finally, raising an eyebrow and now it was Tetsu that shrugged.
"It's a really good voice," he said as if that explained everything and it probably did, for him. "Besides, I'm sure you'll get tired of living this way after some time."
"I wouldn't bet on it," Hyde warned, a little amused and more than a bit skeptical. Tetsu just sighed and finally reached for his clothes.
"Some day you'll find someone you'll actually fall in love with, Hyde-san. And then you'll look back at all of this and think it was the worst decision you've ever made to lead your life this way."
"I sincerely doubt that," the singer answered, raising his body onto his elbows as he watched the younger man sorting out all the clothes strewn over the floor in search for his own. In all honesty, he barely even heard what the other said before dismissing it.
"We'll see about that, Hyde-san," Tetsu conceded, finally with all of his clothes in his grasp. "For now, just let me know if we have a deal?"
The singer frowned and met the other man's eyes for a few moments. It was as if the two of them were judging each other, and something about the conviction and readiness in Tetsu's gaze made Hyde nod.
"We do."
After all, why not agree to a deal that so obviously had far better conditions for him than it had for his future 'boss'? Of course, soon enough, Tetsu will realize that his voice was only subpar and Hyde will lose the place in his band. But for now, he was going to milk every single benefit from it that he could.
"Welcome to L'Arc~en~Ciel then," Tetsu's voice woke him from his thoughts again.
"L'Arc~en~Ciel?" Hyde asked confused.
"That's the name of the band you just accepted to sing for," Tetsu explained, slightly tiredly. Hyde just nodded again. Silence descended over the room.
"You already know where the bathroom is," the vocalist said finally, since the bassist would obviously want to clean up before leaving. And with the way things turned out, there was no longer any doubt that Tetsu would not be sleeping over as they had agreed on before. That seemed so long ago now, the time when keeping up his drunken appearance in front of his newest prey had been all Hyde was worried about.
"I'll let myself out," the bassist answered and ducked out of the room.
Hyde lied back down on his bed and let his lips curl into an almost smug grin. He still felt rather sick when he thought about how he had been played. But for now he brushed those thoughts away. He'd still get his chance to get back at Tetsu, even if he was not quite sure how he will do it. But for now...
For now, he'd sleep peacefully with thoughts of the great deal he scored and how he obviously managed to get Tetsu promise him more than the bassist had been prepared to promise when he first entered the apartment. That was a sweet enough victory for him at the moment.
Oh, and he'd have to figure out how to leave Jerusalem's Rod when the time came.
Bugger that.
Hyde | Tetsu
1 | 1
Chapter 3
