Virgin Snow Colour
Title: chapter 2
Season & Theme: Winter, birthday
Band: Ayabie
Chapters: 2/10
Author: rookie_cherii
Genre: fluff, a bit of angst...?
Warnings: very little swearing, unbeated
Rating: G
Pairings: Kenzo x Yumehito (implied)
Disclaimer: Sorry, don't own them... good for them maybe?
Synopsis: Something Kenzo says sets Yumehito off on the drummer's birthday.
Comments: This chapter is a small "flashback" for what happened before chapter 1, to explain some of the things that were talked about in it. It's a short chapter (><); Comments are love~


Yumehito smiled widely to the camera before turning to look at Kenzo. "Ne, ne, what are you going to do on your birthday? It's tomorrow, it's tomorrow."

Kenzo sighed and pushed the empty cup of noodles aside. "I'm going out."

"With everybody?" The guitarist seemed as alive as ever, bouncing on his seat and fiddling with his phone. Kenzo wasn't annoyed by it, mostly amused by it, yet tried to ignore the enthusiasm the blonde had for everything.

"Something like that. I got a phonecall some time ago... I guess they've planned something." He smiled. "You're welcome to join, of course, it wouldn't be the same without you and the rest."

"But Aochan isn't here..."

Yumehito made a sad face as he ran his fingertips around the rim of the glass. "But we could celebrate it with the band separatedly, right, right?"

Kenzo chuckled. "Sure. If I'm not too drunk for that on the same day."

Takehito set his drink on the table. "Teppi said he can't come tonight, he had promised to go see his parents about something." The dark guitarist sat down next to Kenzo, sipping the beer. "What's up?"

"We're talking about Kenzo's birthday." Yumehito smiled brightly.

"Ahh", the other guitarist nodded. "How does it feel? Five years and you'll be 30."

"Five years and I'll be closer to the best years of a rocker." Kenzo smirked and caught Takehito's beer, taking a long sip. "I dunnow, I don't feel any different."

"We'll have to ask you again tomorrow", Yumehito giggled.

"S'pose so."

The blonde guitarist smiled warmly to Kenzo, his eyes fixed on the other as he was lost in thought. He came to realize, he had never quite looked at Kenzo like that - the other was attractive, very attractive, sure, and clever, talented seemingly in everything he did, passionate about what he did... But as if some new door had opened, Yumehito tilted his head, there was even more than that. Something that made him feel so... So...

"Oww!" The blonde rubbed his head, eyeing Takehito badly. "Why'd you hit me for?"

The dark-haired guitarist had reached past Kenzo and smacked Yumehito over the head. "You were spacing out and we were trying to ask you something."

"Then ask."

"Talking about celebrations, what should we get Intetsu and Aoi for Christmas?" Kenzo asked, his eyes on Yumehito now. The blonde avoided his gaze as he smirked.

"Takepi is getting a present of his own for Inkun on top of that, right?"

A deep red blush came over Takehito's cheeks. "Wh, what, that's not weird. We're good friends and--"

"And you have been going out for ages." Kenzo smirked at him before stealing another sip of beer.

"Five and a half months." Takehito eyed him badly as he pulled the pint back.

"Ages."

"Whatever you say, then."

"It's so cute of you", Yumehito smiled finally. "First you two have known for so long and then..."

"Well, it still wasn't predictable, right?" Takehito smiled a little.

"Not really. But you're very bad at hiding it from us."

Takehito chuckled and looked down. "I guess so?"

Kenzo grinned. "And I'm sure Aoi knew about it before we did. He notices things so easily, doesn't he..."

"But he's also easy to talk with", Takehito agreed. "He doesn't give you that what-did-you-do-now look."

Yumehito jumped a little suddenly, his eyes having found a clock. "Aw, man! I really need to go, they're fixing a train line and after the next train there's an hour's gap, and I really don't want to take another route... Besides I promised Nekojiru to be home early."

"Aww", the other guitarist chuckled.

"Well, you go then", Kenzo shrugged. "I'll call you tomorrow, in case you want to come."

Yumehito smiled brightly. "Okay!" He got up, taking his phone and bag. "See you~"

***

The celebration had drawn to a close, and Yumehito had decided to get some fresh air; not that he didn't like the people inside, or the party, or seeing Kenzo's face twist with laughter and then with humorous anger as someone called him old.

The blonde leaned against the wall, watching the passers-by, beaming. The fact that he'd get to spend time with Kenzo outside work, it was dreamy, and he wondered if it always had been. Hadn't he just noticed how nice it made him feel?

That must have been it; they were busy with work most of the time, after all.

"Oi."

Yumehito jumped a bit, feeling a light blush come to his lips as he turned to face Kenzo. The brunette lit a cigarette, the amount of beer drowned showing as red marks on his cheekbones. He breathed in, and blew the smoke out, before looking at Yumehito.

"How's it outside here?"

The blonde kept smiling, his eyes sparkling. "It's alright. And inside? Shouldn't you be having fun?"

"Oh, I just needed a smoke." Kenzo shrugged, turning to look at something else. Yumehito found himself unable to look away. He was somewhat taken aback by how beautiful the other seemed all of a sudden...

"How are everyone inside? What were you doing?"

"They were teasing me about how they surely saw wrinkles on my face", the drummer rolled his eyes. "And about how I should get someone if I didn't want to die alone. They kept saying, Kenzo hasn't had a girl in ages, maybe he's gay."

Yumehito laughed; even so, somewhere inside him a little spark suddenly lit up like a light had been turned on, and he found himself wishing there was any chance Kenzo could like another male more than the way he probably looked at all of them inside. A loud, drunk couple passed, and Kenzo lit his second cigarette, the first one only half done.

"I'm not though, I know that much." Kenzo looked away. Yumehito felt the spark disappear. "I don't think I could be with a guy..."

"Not even someone you knew already?" The words left the guitarist before himself noticing.

Kenzo made a troubled face, as if he had really been thinking about it before saying, "Definitely not. I mean, you got to have friends apart from the people you're fucking, right? And... with a guy... No way. I mean, girls, I like how they're bubbly like that... but if there was a guy as bubbly and sweet, it'd just be twisted."

The blonde felt his expression grow sad and he said quietly, "Uh, I suddenly remembered I have to catch the train before the last one goes... Since... the railway..." He pulled his coat on tighter. "I'll see you -- tomorrow, I guess."

He left before checking what kind of a face Kenzo made, without realizing how hurt he felt so easily.