New Year's Wish

Comments: Seems like my OTPs are constantly switching on me. D: Just a couple of days ago, I was all for Reita/Uruha. Gaaaah. D8 I think my Aoi muse was getting jealous for not getting any action. Anyway~! This was written for gazette_yaoi's Challenge #07: Happy New Year.
Also, the inspiration from the noseband thing came from this picture; thank you to whoever drew it for inspiring me! Now, on to the fic!


'Will you just leave me alone?!' Those words had echoed throughout the PSCompany building, drifting out of the semi-open door and catching the attention of the others in the nearby rooms. Reita, Uruha and Ruki peeked their heads out of their practice room, the all-too-familiar voice reaching their ears and causing them to dash to the door in alarm. Kai was the only one who remained in his spot, sitting behind his drumset as he sighed. They all knew that the voice belong to Aoi's current boyfriend; the guitarist had managed to convince him to visit him during their break, and by the sound of it, it wasn't going well.

"What a fucking prick," Ruki murmured, his gaze locked on to the room a couple of doors down across the hall. His brows were furrowed as he listened to the harsh words Aois boyfriend spat at their bouncy guitarist, calling him too clingy and annoying.

"I know," Uruha pouted, his eyes trained on the same door as he hovered about the vocalist and bassist. "I wish he wouldn't put himself in these kinds of situations; they really hurt him."

"It's what happens when you attract those kind of guys and put your heart on the line," remarked Reita, giving an irritated look as he nudged Uruha in his leg, trying to make him back up from leaning against him; he was being pushed into the door's frame, making it dig into his ribs painfully.

"Will you guys get away from the door and give them privacy?" Kai asked for the umpteenth time, a sigh escaping his lips as he looked up from his drums to the three. He had been asking them to stop being so nosey for the past fifteen minutes, knowing how irritating it is to have your friends eavesdrop on you. He knew they weren't going to listen, finally giving up but blinking when they saw them scurry away from the door and sit down on the couch as casually as they could. Before he could ask what happened, Aoi walked into the room moments later, giving what he thought was a calm and happy expression.

"I'm sorry about that," Aoi said, the smile obviously painted on as he walked towards his guitar and picked it up. Tears were forming in the corner of his eyes; even Kai, who was the farthest from him, could tell that he was on the verge of tears.

"Aoi..." Reita began as he pulled himself up from the couch, walking over to the raven-haired man. Aoi just shook his head and gave him a reassuring smile.

"I'm fine, Reita," he told him, though he was grasping the neck of his guitar tightly, his knuckles turning white. Rubbing his eye, he put his precious instrument in its case, turning back to the others with an aplogetic smile.

"I'm sorry, everyone," Aoi began, the new tears that were swelling up in his eyes threatening to fall. "But I don't feel well; I'll see you all tomorrow, okay?" The guitarist swiftly turned and walked out, not leaving his four friends any room to say anything. After a moment of stunned silence, Reita shook his head as he hurried out after Aoi, trying to keep up with his friend's pace. When he reaced the front doors that led into the PSCompany building, though, he frowned when he saw no sight of him.

"Maybe next time, Rei-chan," Kai told him wisely as he passed by him, lightly patting his shoulder as he headed into the parking lot to go home. It took a moment for Reita to register what him meant, vaugely wondering if he knew the secret the bassist had been harboring for years. He blinked, though, before he shot the distant drummer a childish glare, calling out towards him.

"I told you not to call me that!"


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"Are you going to be throwing your bonenkai party, Kai-chan?" Aoi had asked during their break the next day, his eyes focused on the fashion magazine he was flipping through before he paused on an article that gave suggestions on how to dress for the New Year's parties. Kai blinked as he looked up from the schedule he had set for the five of them, a curious tilt of the head given as he trained his eyes on his friends.

"Ah, I don't think so," he told him, his attention turning back to the scehdule as he switched a few things around. "I heard Ruki was going to Kantou to spend time with them and Uruha was going to is sister's bonenkai party; it wouldn't be the same without all of us there."

Aoi nodded in agreement, his disappointment showing on his features before he went back to reading. He wasn't sure what he would be doing for New Years now that he found out Kai wouldn't be hosting his usual party; the 31st was only three days away. He would go back to Mie, but the train stations would be jammed and he'd be lucky if he could get a ticket, even with his connections. Maybe he should ask Miyavi what he was doing? He seems to usually have something fun planned.

Reita, almost reading Aoi's mind and sensing his disappointment, got up from the couch and sat next to the guitarist, a smile on his lips. "Why don't we go to the Meiji Shrine and celebrate the new year together? I don't have anything planned, either."

Aoi blinked as he looked up from his magazine, an eyebrow raised as he considered his proposition. Reita held his breath as he waited for the other to answer, the smile never leaving despite how tense he was. After a moment, the guitarist mirrored his smile with his own, nodding as he closed his magazine.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Reita-kun!" He said brightly, wrapping his arms around the bassist's shoulders as he hugged him tightly. "I'm looking forward to going to the shrine with you~"

Reita watched as the guitarist leapt up from his seat with a happy grin, bouncing over to his instrument and chatting happily with Uruha. The bassist was happy that he had been able to make Aoi smile like that again; make him completely forget his sadness from the previous day and give him something to look forward to. He blinked, though, when Kai cleared his throat, completely forgetting that the drummer was there and watching the two. Immediately wiping the cheesy smile he had plastered on his face, he tried looking to Kai with a cool expression, ultimately failing under Kai's knowing gaze.

"So, are you planning on telling him on New Year's?" He asked as he finally tore his eyes from his noseless friend, going back to an entirely different schedule he had set for them in January.

"Yeah," replied Reita, his own gaze returning to Aoi, who seemed a lot happier than he was for the first half of the morning. "If I don't tell him then, I'll probably explode from holding it in for so long."


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Reita sighed lightly as he sat in Aoi's living room, his eyes constantly moving towards the clock that sat against the wall, resting high above the TV. He knew that Aoi was going to take his time, the guitarists always wanting to look perfect for special occasions like this, but he was beginning to wish he would hurry. It was still early, the clock reading 20:34, but he wanted to make sure they'd be able to give their offers and pray for a good year before they would be able to ring in the new year properly.

Leaning forward from his seat, Reita peered at the bathroom where Aoi was currently getting ready. He frowned slightly as he stared at the closed door, eventually looking away as he played with his kaku sash on his kimono, focusing back on the TV. His attention was quickly caught when he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, his head turning sharply enough to cause a crink in his neck. despite the pain, he couldn't help but stare at his friend as he gingerly rubbed the aching spot.

Aoi had dressed himself in a baby blue furisode, the dark blue and purple accents bringing the pink flowers scattered across the kimono to its full brightness. He had been working on his hair when Reita arrived, shutting himself away and telling the other to go away until he was done, finally making the bassist realize that he had been putting it up in a messy, yet elegant bun. Two blue flower clips were holding most of his bangs back, some of them falling into his eyes were he carefully applied simple make-up that looked better compared to the amount he wore during photoshoots and lives. Aoi shifted uncomfortable under Reita's gaze, his hand grasping the blue and purple fan in his hand.

"D-Does it look all right?" Aoi asked, uncharacteristically bashful as he stared at the floor. Reita didn't understand what had him like that; he had seen him in a kimono before. He never saw him like this apart from a photoshoot, though.

"And here I thought Uruha forced you into that kimono," Reita joked, a wide smile crossing his lips as he walked over to him, ignoring the scowl his friend gave him. Taking his hand, he rose it above his head before he made him turn around in a circle, nodding in approval at what he saw. "It looks great!"

"You're just saying that to be nice," pouted Aoi as he looked away, his hand nervously playing with the fan. Reita blinked as he watched him, wondering why he was so shy all of a sudden.

"I'm really not," he reassured him, a soft smile on his lips as he took a hold of a his chin and made him look at him. "You look gorgeous, Aoi-chan."

Aoi gazed into Reita's eye, blinking in surprise. A smile broke out on his lips, though, as he gently hugged him. "Thank you, Reita-kun. You look great, too!" He added as he pulled away, looking at the black kimono Reita was dressed in. "That gold dragon fits you perfectly and I love how 'strength' is written on it." He gently ran his hand over the kanji before he looked back up at him friend, suddenly pouting.

"...What?"

"Must you wear that damn noseband?" scoffed Aoi, his arms wrapping around Reita's neck as he tried to untie the back of the band that wrapped around his face. The bassist struggled against him, trying his hardest to resist the urge to hug him, finally succeeding in pushing Aoi away despite how much he wished to hold him close.

"Aoi, just please try to understand that I don't like being without my noseband. Please respect that?

Aoi pouted for a moment before he nodded, giving Reita a reassuring smile when he saw the guilt in his eyes. Reita watched as his friend took a small bag in his hands, placing his fan in it along with a bottle of rice wine before he grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the apartment.

"Thank you for inviting me to come with you to the Meiji shrine, Reita-kun," Aoi said suddenly as they walked, a smile crossing his lips as he looked at him.

He looked up with a blink as he shook his head, returning the kind smile as he rubbed the back of his neck. "iie! It's fine, really. I wasn't planning on doing anything and when I heard you weren't either, it was logical to spend the new year together, ne? I didn't want you to be alone."

Aoi blinked when he heard his last comment, the surprise returning in his eyes for the second time that night before it was washed away wit a grateful smile. Tears sparkled in his eyes, making Reita think he said something wrong. Before he could speak up, though, Aoi wrapped his arms around the bassist's neck, pulling him into a hug this time.

"Thank you," he whispered softly, his head buried into his neck. His voice was soft, only loud enough for Reita to hear; that wasn't too hard to manage, though. With all of the commotion going on around them, someone would have to be pressed against them to hear what Aoi was saying. "You saying that really means a lot to me..."

The bassist smile as he gently wrapped his arms around Aoi, holding him close before he gave a soft sigh. Reluctantly, he slowly pulled away before he caressed his cheek with his thumb. "It's no problem, all right? Now come on, let's head to the shrine."

Aoi smiled brightly as he nodded, pulling him along and pushing his way past people. They made their way to the offering hall, Aoi finally managing to loosen his vice-like grip on Reita once he knew he wouldn't lose him inthe large crowd hovering around the shrine. He offered the rice wine and closed his eyes, praying to the Gods.

Please, grant me, my family and my friends and wonderful year, he silently prayed, placing in sake in its proper place. I offer you this rice wine in return. Please, allow me to find a lasting love where I can finally feel the same adoration I give. Aoi finally finished, standing aside to let Reita make his prayers. He smiled at him once he stood, holding out his hand which Reita gladly took. Aoi looked up at the night sky, a satisfied sigh escaping him.

"It sounds like it's the new year," Reita said suddenly, making Aoi stop and look towards the shrine's bells. He smiled as they started to ring, his eyes resting on his friend and nodding.

"I sounds like it," replied Aoi, his hand still holding on to Reita's. They stood there, gazing at each other while the people around them exclaimed in excitement, happy that the new year had come and their old worries drifted away with the seconds. They remained like that for a moment before something happened that Aoi's mind didn't process quickly enough...

Reita had wrapped his arms around Aoi's waist, holding his body to his own before he slowly leaned his head in and brushed his lips to the guitarist's. Aoi didn't realize that his arms had snaked themselves around Reita's neck to pull him closer, that his eyes were closed and he was kissing back. All he knew that, in that moment, Reita cared about him longer than he could ever imagine and wanted to be with him. He felt loved and felt like they belong together. He was finally happy.

And when Reita slipped his tongue out, running it against his bottom lip, Aoi couldn't help but part his lips submissively and allow him access. He adored Reita and he wanted to be with him more than he ever wanted to be with anyone in his life. How could he be so stupid as to not realize that Reita had been by him all along? He shivered faintly as he felt their tongue touch, vaugely wondering how Reita seemed to know the perfect places to caress to make him quiver. He loved how much attention he was getting from Reita...how much attention he always got.

When the need to breath was apparent among both of them, they slowly broke apart and looked into each other's eyes. Aoi felt a small smile creep along his lips, which was mirrored by Reita. Slipping his hand into the bassist's, he gently pulled him along, leading the way back to his apartment to spend time with Reita in a quieter enviroment.

Much to Reita's suprise, Aoi had other things in mind other than being alone rather than being stuck in a crowd. The moment the front door had closed and the shoes were off, Aoi had Reita almost pinned against the couch, leaning against him and wrapping his arms around his neck. The kiss that Aoi had placed wasn't slow like their first; it was heated and almost needy, as if Aoi had been waiting for this as long a Reita had. In some ways, he probably was waiting for it.

Reita wasn't one to deny what others wanted, especially if it was Aoi. He melted into the kiss, their tongues battling for dominance that Aoi eventually gave after a moment. Reita managed to pull himself and Aoi away from the couch and towards the guitarist's bedroom, bits and pieces of their kimonos slowly sliding off of one another. By the time Aoi had Reita pinned on his back on the bed by straddling his hips, he had his kaku sash in his hands, discarding it with the rest of their fallen articles of clothing.

Aoi bit his lip as he slowly pushed open Reita's robe, allowing agile fingers to run along that creamy chest he secretly adored. He blinked, though, once he trailed his eyes down to his groin, a playful smirk crossing his lips.

"Nothing underneath your kimono, Reita-kun?" he teased lightly, running calloused fingers over the blonde's fully-hardened cock and playing with the head. Aoi smiled brightly when Reita shuddered and gasped, slowly releasing a moan at the sensations he had been waiting to feel from Aoi for a long time.

"No..." Reita panted out, looking at Aoi with half-lidded eyes, watching him smirk as he leaned down, never breaking eye contact.

"So daring, ne?" giggled Aoi, darting his tongue out to flick it across his nipple. Reita groaned at the sensation, but refused to break their gaze; that seemed to please Aoi. "I love how brave you are."

The guitarist closed his eyes as he allowed his lips to enclose around the pink nub, soft suckles and licks drawing moans from Reita. Aoi gave a hum of approval when he felt the other arc his back into the touch, faintly biting the nipple before he moved to give the other the same treatment.

Reita wasn't completely as lost in his pleasure as he led on, though; the skilled hands that had been running along Aoi's body was slowly working on undressing him. He managed to pull the sash away and toss it on the floor, watching as the kimono slowly slid down Aoi's shoulders, revealing the pale skin he had imagine seeing like this for so long. Urging the fabric on, he made the robe fall away from the guitarist completely, leaving him in nothing but a pair of--

"Boy shorts, Aoi-chan?" he asked in amusement, running his fingers along the blue lace that ran along Aoi's hips. The guitarist just smirked and sat up, looking down at the lingere that was clinging to him, rolling his shoulders in a shrug.

"They're really comfortable."

"And they match your kimono; seems like you've been hanging out with Uruha a lot latel." Reita gave a faint grin before he lightly tugged on the fabric, making the slightly-rough lace run along Aoi's throbbing cock. The guitarist moaned out at the feeling, telling Reita that he was already sensitive by the way he threw his head back; he was more turned on than what he had originally thought.

Pouting, Aoi hooked his thumbs into his panties and tugged them off, tossing them aside to leave the pair of them fully naked. He squrimed lightly underneath Reita's hungry gaze, an unnatural shyness coming about as he softly cleared his throat to snap him out of his mesmerized state. Slowly, he began to pull himself off of Reita, only to be held down by him.

"Rei--"

The bassist just smiled as he held up the bottle of lube that Aoi kept for emergencies, a small voice in the back of his head telling him that Reita probably got it when he was teasing him earlier. Giving a small smile, he reached out to take the bottle, only for Reita to lightly smack his hand away. He watched as the bottle was opened, a generous amount of lube pouring on to Reita's fingers before they slipped between Aoi's spread legs. He gasped when he felt the cool substance against his hot flesh as Reita slowly slipped two fingers into him, a long, drawn out moan escaping those pierced lips before he bucked his hips against the thrusting fingers.

"M-More..!" panted Aoi, his eyes closed in pleasure as he faint rode Reita's digits. He whimpered as a third finger was added, the slight pain of being stretch only making his stiffened length to throb even more. His hips involuntarily thrusted back against those skilled fingers and a sharp gasp was given as Reita brushed against his prostate, alerting him the he was ready.

Reita slowly pulled his fingers out of him, earning a disappointed whimper from the submissive guitarist above him. Reaching out, he made to grab the condom, but it was Aoi's turn to stop him.

"I want to feel you," he softly whispered into Reita's ear, lightly nibbling on the lobe and discovering the effects the teasing had. Slowly pulling away, he let his breath tickle along thhe bassist's neck. "You're clean, right?"

"Y-Yeah," Reita replied, his eyes closing as he shivered from the feeling of Aoi's hot breath on the sensitive skin along his neck.

"Good," said Aoi, pressing a light kiss to his neck before biting down teasingly. "So am I." He smiled as he took the lube and pour some into his palm, locking his eyes with Reita's as he placed his hand between them and began to lather him up. He watched as his new-found lover tilted his head back and closed his eyes, letting the sensation from Aoi's stroking hand course through his body.

Once he felt like he was fully lathered, Aoi shifted a little so he was position right on top of Reita, biting his bottom lip for a moment before he slowly began to slide himself down on to him. Two loud moans pierced the silent room as Aoi continued without stopping, only hesitating for a moment once Reita was fully buried inside of him so the pair of them could adjust. When they were both set, Aoi rolled his hips sensually, riding Reita in slow, precise motions that allowed him to adjust to being filled and to soothe Reita from his grasping muscle.

The pace steadily began to build, though, as their lust and desire grew, causing the pair of them to gasp and moan. Reita forced his eyes open to watch Aoi, unable to pass the chance of seeing him like this after dreaming about it for so long. The way his skin was flushed with lust as he slid back down on his length made his pulse race faster, his parted lips that allowed thos breathy moans to escape only adding to the effect. There was also the way his eyes were closed against the haze of lust that was surrounding him and how his head lolled to one side. It was almost to much to bare...almost.

"Reita..!" Aoi moaned as he placed his hand on one of the bassist's propped legs, his hips moving faster as he felt himself build. His movement were becoming faster, but he yelped out in frustration when Reita stopped him, eyes snapping open and pout immediately forming as he looked down at him. A surprised squeak escaped him as he was lifted off of Reita and pulled into his lap, a tender kiss placed to his lips.

"I want it to last," murmured Reita, holding Aoi in his arms as he gently kept his arms around his waist and lightly stroking his back. The guitarist smiled as he nodded, placing soft kisses along his jaw and chin before he finally pressed them to his lips. He reached up, his fingers threading with the end of his noseband, lightly tugging on and untying it before he pulled it off.

"Then I want to see all of you," he whispered as he looked at Reita, a small smile on his lips as he allowed himself to be laid back on the bed by the other. Parting his legs, he immediately closed his eyes when Reita pushed back inside, his lust returning as their pace was resumed. He whimpered as Reita brushed past his prostate, his body shifting slightly so he would hit it again. Aoi screamed out when he hit it directly, his legs wrapping around the bassist's waist to urge him on.

"Faster!" Aoi choked out, wanting to feel that delicious feeling again. His moans grew louder as Reita thrusted into those nerves, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. Their moans entwined as they both inched towards release, neither wanting it to end but both knowing it was inevitable. Reita was determined to make Aoi reach his peak first.

"Stroke yourself, Yuu," Reita murmured, receiving a whimper as a response. He thrusted into him harder once Aoi's fingers wrapped itself around his cock, causing his moans to increase as his hand tried to keep up with Reita.

"AKIRA!" Aoi practically screamed out when Reita thrusted roughly against his prostate for the final time, causing him to explode all over his hand and their stomachs. His back arched and body tensed, forcing Reita over the edge and orgasm as well. All that was left was their panting forms, curled against each other as they tried to catch their breath. Reita reluctantly pulled out and shifted so he was laying on the warm bed, holding Aoi close to him.

"Well, that was one Hell of a way to ring in the new year," he said with a small chuckle, causing Aoi to laugh lightly. He opened his eyes and looked down at him when he felt the guitarist's embrace tighten on him a little, a pout on his lips.

"It looks like I got what I prayed for," he explained, knowing Reita was looking for a reason why to he clung to him. "I have someone to return the love I give. I just hope that...it'll last."

"It will, Yuu-chan," whispered Reita, lightly stroking his hair in a soothing manner. He smiled when he felt Aoi relax in his arms. "I plan on spending every new year with you from now on."

Owari.