Chapter :: 2
Ruki really didn't understand why Aoi was so eager to get to work. It was really stupid.
"Quit whining." Aoi ordered when he kept complaining.
It was awkward to walk through the PSC Building with your guitarist holding your arm so you didn't run into walls, but he'd pretty much gotten used to it by now. Actually, his co-workers were used to it, too.
And you know how people say their other four senses get sharper when you lose one? Well, that was totally true because Ruki could smell the coffee their manager was drinking when he was only five yards from the mans office. It wasn't strange anymore, because he had also gotten used to the way he heard their manager slurping the cup on the other side.
"Hey Miyuki!"
Ruki jumped when Aoi yelled loudly in his ear.
"Ow! Damn it, Aoi!" Ruki slapped Aoi's arm. "That was my ear! You could warn me, you know!"
"I could…or not!" Aoi snickered.
"Um…hello, Aoi-san."
Ruki recognized that voice and immediately felt the warmth of blood rushing up to his face.
"Miyuki-san…" He muttered.
"Hello, Ruki-san." He could hear her smile perfectly.
If that was possible…
"I was just going down to photography to give these papers to the head visual producer." She explained.
"Ah, good!" Aoi said exaggeratedly, and Ruki knew exactly what he wanted Ruki to come here for.
Bastard.
"Ruki needs someone to talk to while I'm in this meeting." Aoi told her. "Would you mind babysitting?"
"I don't need a damn babysitter!" Ruki objected.
"I'd be happy to accompany him." Miyuki giggled.
"Yay!" Aoi pushed Ruki towards Miyuki and he reached around blindly before she caught his hand and turned him around. "Don't have too much fun with the pretty lady while daddy's at work."
"Screw you." Ruki grimaced.
"Nope! Miyuki's job!" Aoi laughed before running away before Ruki could reach for him.
"It's okay, Ruki-san." Miyuki giggled. "Come on."
She put her arm through his and walked down the hall.
"I'm sorry about him…" Ruki tried when they entered the empty elevator with an equally hollow silence.
"It's no problem." She laughed. "I know Aoi can be a little…crazy sometimes. I've gotten used to it actually."
Ruki nodded.
When exiting the elevator, Ruki lost his footing, just a little, and found himself falling forward. He blushed five different shades of red when he found Miyuki's arms around him, holding him up. He grabbed her forearms, coughing nervously as she brought him back up to his feet.
"Sorry." He mumbled.
"It's okay, Ruki." She laughed again, surprising him by holding his hand. "You really should quit apologizing."
"Sorry." He repeated before smacking himself in the face. "Never mind."
This made her giggle and she found herself leaning closer to the vocalist as they walked into the photography department.
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Aoi tip-toed around the corner deviously. When he saw it was clear, he made a run for it. So what if the "contract" had been completely bogus and he had just walked into their managers office said "hi" and then walked out like he was never there in the first place? Was he not brilliant?
Now, he was on a search for someone special. Someone he'd had his sights set on for quite a while now.
He ran down the hall, and then took the stairs down to the lobby. Looking around, he knew pretty much where to find the dark-haired beauty he was looking for. She was most likely walking through the lobby at that moment, 12:27 sharp, to go get her afternoon coffee.
He saw her, then, walking towards the exit with her bag over her shoulder and a nice grin on her face as she checked her phone. Her dark hair tumbled down in full waves to her shoulders and bright, pale and pastel green eyes looked through the few strands that had fallen into her perfectly pale face.
Aoi ran after her, casually, mind you, and intercepted her right before she got to the door.
"Aoi!" She waved frantically. "Hey!"
"Oh, Ayame, hey." He smiled at her, pretending like this was a total accident.
"What are you doing here?" She looked around for the rest of his band-mates.
"Contract signing, Ruki sabotage." Aoi shrugged. "Same old, same old."
"Aw, poor Ruki." She laughed lightly. "How is he?"
"Well, he can't exactly see, but he says he's fine." Aoi shrugged. "I dropped him off so he could say hi to Miyuki."
"Oh, I'm sure she'll love that." Ayame smiled. "In fact, she's supposed to meet me for coffee in about thirty minutes. Is Ruki with her?"
"Yeah." Aoi nodded.
"Well, then, you should come with me." She beamed. "I'll text Miyuki and tell her to bring Ruki when she's done."
"Okay." Aoi nodded with a smile.
Ayame whipped out her phone, pressing a few buttons before sliding it shut and smiling up at Aoi.
"Shall we?" He held out an arm and she kindly obliged.
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Ayame smiled over the brim of her coffee cup at Aoi. He talked about things she couldn't begin to understand, music philosophy that confused her so much it made her head hurt. But she wanted to understand, now, because Aoi understood. It made no sense to her, but Aoi seemed to make it a lot more interesting than any one else could.
"So, how is Miyuki doing lately?" Aoi asked, leaning closer to her with his hands around his coffee mug.
"She's fine." Ayame shrugged, taking another sip of coffee. "She misses Ruki a lot. I bet you made her day by bringing Ruki."
"Glad to help." Aoi smiled.
"She denies that she's madly in love with him," Ayame made a dramatic hand movement that had Aoi laughing. "But I very much doubt that's true."
"Yeah…" Aoi liked the way Ayame's lips moved when she spoke.
Her phone vibrated on the table as the chorus of Guren began.
He also enjoyed the fact that his bands song was her ring-tone.
She picked up the phone, plugging her ear so she could hear better.
"Moshi moshi?" She said lightly before her tone got a little darker. "Ah. Otosan, gomen nasai. Hai- hai. Watashi ha wasure te shimatta.- Watashi ha, chichi. Sumimasen…Sayonara."
(Translation: Hello? Ah, Father, I'm sorry. Yes- yes. I forgot. I will, father. I am very sorry. Goodbye.)
She closed her phone with a sigh, shaking her head. She tucked the phone away into her pocket, looking a little ashamed as Aoi's eyes examined her.
"What's wrong?" Aoi asked.
"Nothing." She smiled half-heartedly. "I forgot to pick up my fathers…um, drinks last night. He gets a little anxious without caffeine."
She bit her cheek, knowing that only the first part was true.
"I'm sorry." Aoi's eyebrows furrowed. "Would you like me to-"
"No, that's fine." She waved him off. "Look, there's Ruki and Miyuki."
He turned, almost glaring as Ruki approached with the same resentful look on his face.
"I hate you." The short man said. "You didn't even have to sign a contract did you?"
"Ah, well, the manager decided to do it when Kai was around!" Aoi smiled fakely, wanting Ruki to know his false-hood.
"Hey, Ruki!" Ayame jumped up, hugging him tightly.
"Ayame?" He asked.
"Yep." She beamed brightly, her smile leaking through her voice. "I'm glad you came to see Miyuki. She hasn't stopped talking about you since you last saw each other."
Both Miyuki and Ruki blushed.
"We really should go." Ruki coughed nervously.
"Right." Aoi sighed, standing before grinning cutely at Ayame, making her bite her lip anxiously. "I'll see you later?"
"Yes." She nodded.
"You have my number, right?" He asked as Miyuki gave Ruki his bye-hug.
"Yes." She repeated.
"Call me, text me, whatever." Aoi nodded to her. "Maybe we can get together sometime, ne?"
"Anytime." She sighed dreamily.
"Good." He bowed his head before turning away.
He waved to Miyuki as he drug Ruki out the door.
"I hate~ you." Ruki said lightly. "Hate you, hate you, hate you."
"Please, you love me." Aoi rolled his eyes as he practically threw Ruki into the passengers seat of the car. "You know you missed Miyuki-chan."
"You only took me so you could see Ayame-chan." Ruki crossed his arms stubbornly.
"Hey, don't bite the hand that feeds you." Aoi poked Ruki in the side. "Exactly how long has it been since you got laid, dude?"
Ruki growled. "A while. And you?"
Aoi sighed. "Same. But I'm working on that."
Both the guys started chuckling at that comment.
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