Kai/Uruha (Le gasp! It's not Aoi/Uruha! xDD)Disclaimer:
Don't own anything except for my stories.Summary: Sometimes he just wished that drums were portable.Comment:
For #95 of 15_minute_fic
. I had to write something just to check if I can still write ;_; I couldn't write any of my other fics, that's why >>;; And this pairing because I find it rather unusual, for some reason. Yay for variety? xD And yeah sorry I fail in coming up with titles xDD *bricked*
To prioritize something else other than his drumming when it comes to matters of the band certainly was something absurd to Kai, and to all those who know him best. As a young boy he’d always loved the drums, loved the way it sounded; the intensity, the loud bang, and the adrenaline it makes course inside his system. Never did he once think of the drums as a nuisance – it was like saying humans have no soul, but of course that’s just Kai exaggerating.
That is, after the years passed, and a certain blond became more and more attractive.
Saying that Kai is gay was also like saying he isn’t at all good with the drums. However saying that he isn’t
gay was as similar as to saying he is an awesome god in the said instrument, which would be egotistical. Kai can never be described as egotistical, but who could be sure about that?
It’s just that he never thought of himself as somebody who swung that way
Nevertheless he found it annoying that whenever they perform on stage, he was the only one who couldn’t get up and join in on all the fun. Reita and Aoi always seemed content in just playing and doing tricks for the fans. Ruki and Uruha were always fooling around and… well, with that in mind, the drummer’s subsequent thoughts turned into something not appropriate for many to know. Thoughts which may or may not include mutilation of body parts of certain little men.
Kai simply sighed. Sometimes he just wished that drums were portable just so he could experience having to lick the neck of Uruha’s guitar. Or even just Uruha's neck; that he wouldn’t mind as well.