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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 2:08:06 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
After a lot of help from Bill, Ryuu shakily put the keys into the lock and stumbled into the room. No one was there, but still he couldn’t resist,
“Honey I’m home!” he called, and giggled slightly, before walking towards his bed and sitting down on it, taking off his shoes and throwing them into a corner with a pile of his old clothes. He grinned up at Bill, and his stomach twisted in a strange anticipation - or maybe it was just nausea - at the idea of having Bill in his room. Okay, it wasn’t the same as taking someone to one of the rooms in Club Sierra, but it was close. Patting the space beside him, he got up and went to the drums.
“Tommi must be out, but make yourself at home,” he winked, and opened the mini fridge. He muttered something like ‘argh, Tommi moved the sticks again! Stupid bastard’ but it could have just been a drunken rambling. He took out a half empty bottle of beer, and his face lit up. Leaning further over from the stool, he had to put a hand on the wall to stop himself falling over, but he found what he wanted. A pair of drum sticks, which he kept in the fridge.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 10:07:10 GMT -5
Bill let out a loud sigh and he slowly forced himself into the room. He stood awkwardly at the door and watched Ryuu take off his shoes. Giving him a small smile, he headed toward the beds, but instead of going to Ryuu's, he sat himself daintily on his brothers, knowing Tom wouldn't mind. As he looked around he shook his head; the room looked exactly how one would expect it to look, being full of boys. He could never do it. His part of the room he was in was perfectly clean, everything in it's right place. Looking in the direction of Tom's guitar, he smiled. He'd always wanted to learn how to play, but knew he didn't have the patience for it.
Turning his attention back to Ryuu, he noticed he was bent over, digging around a mini fridge. He noticed that he seemed to have pulled drum sticks out of it and rolled his eyes. "Why the hell do you have drum sticks.. in your fridge?" he asked, not quite sure he even wanted to know the answer. After all, it was Ryuu he was talking to and he seemed to be a very odd person anyway. Shaking his head, he laid himself back on Tom's bed, closing his eyes momentarily.
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 12:24:57 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
He frowned when Bill sat away from him, but then it faded, it only made sense that Bill would want to sit on his brother’s bed. Tapping the drums lightly, holding the freezing cold drumsticks carefully, he gazed out the window for some time, thinking of his own brother. The flood gates opened, and his mind rushed into a frenzy of remembering. He quickly shut it out.
“Ah…” he sighed, and then grinned up at Bill when he asked why the drumsticks were in the freezer.
“It is a secrete I am not at the liberty to tell,” that was the well rehearsed answer he gave to everyone. It was the same every time, never changed, and always followed by an impish wink. The real reason he kept his drumsticks in there was because it gave him a reason to be the first person to have a beer in the afternoon after school. Not that he needed a reason. His mind still on the topic of his brother, unfortunately without his consent, he decided to see if Bill would really prefer his brother to himself.
“I’ve got a twin, y’know,” he grinned, easing in nonchalantly, “You remind him of me, actually,” he nodded thoughtfully, gazing into space.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 12:47:44 GMT -5
Bill laughed at Ryuu's response and sat up straight, watching the drunken boy tapping the drums. He took the opportunity to really look over him, without distractions and in real light. He felt a twinge in the pit of his stomach and looked away, his face burning. He leaned over the edge of Tom's bed, going through the junk on the floor, hoping to find something interesting to fool around with. Unfortunately what he found wasn't something he wanted to see and he sat up, eyes wide.
Turning his attention to Ryuu, he smiled. He wondered if Ryuu and his twin were like himself and Tom.. did they have the same type of connection? "Really? Is it a bad thing, that I remind you of him?" he asked, gazing at the older boy. Now that he knew Ryuu had a twin, he had a million questions he wanted to ask, but wasn't sure if he should.
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 13:03:11 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
He shrugged, exploring the drums like he always did.
“Dunno. Not looks or anything…Just…I dunno. I’m the Tom of the relationship, if you get my drift,” he grinned, implying Irja was a whiney twat that always came to him…Well, he didn’t anymore, as Ryuu never had anything helpful to say, but he was the elder of the two.
“I really miss him…We get on each other’s nerves real bad, but I feel like I have a limb missing without him,” he frowned, remembering the arguments they’d had…the laughs they’d shared. The last time he’d seen him he’d driven away from the house at top speed and hadn’t looked back. Regret churned in his stomach, and his expression turned uncharacteristically sombre.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 13:30:43 GMT -5
Bill laughed and nodded, if Ryuu wasn't the Tom, then he'd never want to meet his twin.
He took note of the look on Ryuu's face and frowned. He knew the feeling all to well. Before, when Tom had been back in Germany, he felt like a part of his was missing. It felt wrong, being so far away from one another. He sat in silence, trying to think of something to say. He'd never been very good with advice, or consoling people when they were upset. "I - um.." he trailed off, looking at the floor; the mood in the room was making him uncomfortable, "Maybe, I should go?" he questioned, although he had to admit, he didn't really want to leave.
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 13:46:32 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
Ryuu panicked when Bill asked if he should leave, then he panicked even more because it was such an irrational feeling.
“No! I’m fine,” he blurted out, and colour rose in his face, and he glanced away, grinning sheepishly. He put the drumsticks down, and leant back on his stool, tapping his feet cautiously - for fear of falling. He kept trying to imagine himself with his arm round Bill’s shoulder, but the image kept melting to replace himself with Irja. Mentally shaking himself, he told himself off for being a pessimist, and a wry smirk flickered across his mouth.
“You’d really like Irja. He’s such a sensitive thing. Plays the violin and everything,” maybe he could put Bill off him before they even met. The things Ryuu would do for lust.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 14:01:09 GMT -5
Raising an eyebrow, Bill gave Ryuu an odd look before shrugging. He rolled over so he was on his stomach and smushed his face into Tom's pillow, hoping none of his makeup smeared onto it, knowing his brother would murder him if it did. "Okay. I probably wouldn't have left anyway, I'm tired." he spoke into the pillow, and wondered if it was even possible to understand the words which had come out of his mouth.
He listened to Ryuu speak, wondering if he actually would like Irja. He had a feeling he wouldn't. Bill knew that he himself was annoying, so if Irja was anything like him, then maybe he'd be able to stand him, but that would be it. He'd always thought he liked sensitive guys, and in a way he did, but at the same time, guys who were too sensitive got on his nerves. Sitting up, he slipped one hand below the waist of his jeans, scratching at his tattoo while the other covered his mouth as he yawned. "I dunno," he mumbled, looking directly at Ryuu as he rambled on, "If he's anything like me, I'd probably hate him. I mean, even I think I'm annoying, I'm kind of a bitch too. I can barely stand me. I don't quite know how anyone else can put up with me, and I'm going to stop talking now."
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 14:22:45 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
He gawped when Bill stuck his hand down to scratch below his belt, and he jerked his head away to stare out the window when he realised his mouth was agape. He stood up slowly, his head swam a little. Ryuu couldn’t help but grin; the desired effect had been achieved. He laughed at Bill’s babbling,
“No, don’t stop. I like it,” he smiled faintly, “I’ll agree with the bitch part, but you don’t annoy me,” he said gently, walking over to sit on the bed next to him, his hands gripping the side to stop them wandering somewhere. Like Bill’s shoulders. Or his face. Or somewhere much worse that Bill would rip his head off for even thinking about.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 14:35:53 GMT -5
"I don't?" he asked, watching as Ryuu headed toward Tom's bed. He shifted a bit as the boy sat down, so he was laying on his back. For some reason he didn't trust he body to be sitting up, he was afraid he might do something he'd regret. He knew it was stupid, it wouldn't be hard for him to just sit up again if he wanted to, but he was hoping that this position would help.
Yawning again, he felt suddenly thirsty. He started wringing his hands together, debating asking for something. He squirmed around a bit, trying to get comfortable without kicking the boy at the end of the bed. He swore under his breath and closed his eyes, pushing some not so pure thoughts out of his head. "Do you have anything to drink in this room?" he snapped, his tone bitchy, "I'm really fucking thirsty."
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 14:46:25 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
Ryuu nodded, and opened his mouth to say something, but then he saw Bill recline on the bed and he lost his voice,
“N-no…Not at all…” he managed to choke out when his heart had re-started. He looked away, tapping his foot anxiously. Was Bill doing this on purpose? It was certainly putting Ryuu on edge in any case. Biting his lip, he glanced back at him, surprised at his sudden snappiness.
“Err…sure, want some water?” he asked, unsure why Bill was suddenly so harsh. Ryuu figured he’d gone too close too quick, and got off the bed quickly, breathing deeply to calm himself, and walked over to the mini fridge, opening it and holding up a bottle of water, and a bottle of tropical squash.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 14:59:30 GMT -5
Bill screwed up his face and sighed, he instantly regretted using the bitchy tone he had. It wasn't supposed to come out like that, it just had. Sometimes he had trouble controlling things like that. He watched Ryuu walk over to the fridge and hold up a bottle of water. "I'm sorry. I didn't.. that came out wrong," he said, "and yah, water's fine, thanks." Glancing up, he offered Ryuu a small smile, and motionted for him to come back over.
ooc: shoooort, sorry :[[
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 15:07:53 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
Ryuu shrugged, it wasn’t much different to Irja being a bitch. He got out a glass, and poured the water into it carefully, before coming back and sitting down slowly, handing him the glass. His hand lingered, hoping to brush against Bill’s, before he quickly moved it to grab the side of the bed again. Glancing at Bill from under his mop of greasy hair, he bit his lip thoughtfully.
“Bill…” he trailed off, loosing his bottle. Sighing, he looked up at the ceiling, raking his mind for something witty to say.
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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Post by engel on Feb 4, 2008 15:17:19 GMT -5
Bill smiled as he took the glass from Ryuu, immediately taking a large drink. He wasn't sure if he was just nervous and that's why he was thirsty, or if maybe it was the little bit of alcohol he'd had, but he was definitely hoping it was the alcohol. He finished with the water in record time, placing it on the little table next to Tom's bed. He heard his name and turned to Ryuu, waiting for him to say something. When nothing came, he sat up and scooted closer to the older boy, studying his face. He leaned in close, almost as close as he'd been the other day in the courtyard, before speaking, "You alright?"
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Post by Ryuu James on Feb 4, 2008 15:25:04 GMT -5
Back down in Brooklyn, I'm so hard
Naked with the lady, crashed my car
Maxed out all of my credit cards, black out in Brooklyn
Brooklyn!
Ryuu’s face was fixed into a smirk, hiding his apprehension. Rolling his eyes as Bill downed the water ‘Light weight. Can’t even take a couple of sips,’ he thought, grinning at his private little joke. As soon as Bill finished the drink, he scooted closer, so close they were almost touching. Ryuu stiffened, staring at the wall. He couldn’t - wouldn’t dare- do anything to Bill, no matter how harmless. He sighed, loosening up again, it was like an addiction, and his drug was right there. Ryuu was utterly powerless against its draw
“Slap me after, okay?” he said, before moving slowly and deliberately to face him, and moving closer, his lips parted. He brought his hands up to pull Bill’s face to his, pressing his lips onto his. Bill’s face felt so perfect in his hands, the smoothness of his bone structure was so boyish, unlike any other man (dare Ryuu admit it) he’d kissed before. And the skin, so smooth and stubble free, unlike his constantly, slightly rough skin. It felt so good, his tension suddenly released, but it wasn’t enough. He pushed closer to Bill, deepening his kiss eagerly. He wasn’t about to let go any time soon.
[haha, you're such a whore Ryuu XD]
Heading out to Detroit, got the call the motor city's jumping
Maybe I should stay
Curtain calls coming, we'll have to stall, a red heads finding her way back stage
I see her coming this way
I get in I get out jump in a cab at a quarter to midnight
I show up we get down and the party gets started again
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