Boys Town USA ~ View topic - "Kan'noo-teki (na)"

THIS IS A DUAL POST... TWO DIFFERENT PERSEPECTIVES UNTIL THE TWO GROUPS MEET... HOPE IT'S NOT TOO CONFUSING ^^'

~YorixArden Point of view~

Yori wove his way through the bunches of people, hoping to find a table that wasnâ€™t too crowded. He felt a little claustrophobic and jumpy as people brushed by him. He gripped onto his loverâ€™s hand tightly for reassurance, letting him lead the way. The songs switched from hard rock to rock to hip hop to slow and back again. The english music was so foreign to him, even though he had moved from Japan years ago. He wrinkled his nose with distaste at the noise of the songs. The special lights moved in rhythmic patterns, hardly in sync with the music. He noticed almost every one around him towered over his small form and he cursed his height. The place was full, and there were hardly any spots available at the few tables present.

The dark room danced in flashing colours and random flickers of white light. He watched as people ground one another and moved to the music. He blushed in thinking of how Arden had persuaded him to come. He let a smile curve his lips as he looked at the otherâ€™s back lovingly. He was willing to do anything for him, and if he wanted to dance there was no way Yori could keep it from him. He realised that he had agreed not only because Arden had asked in a convincing way, but also because he had wanted to dance with the other as well. He wanted to watch as the other moved infront of him, swayed his hips and move the way so many on the dance floor already were.

Arden moved through the crowd with relative ease, smiling to himself as he felt Yori squeeze his hand. He squeezed back, his eyes searching for an empty table, as highly unlikely as that may be. He spotted the next best thing: a table with only three people, each of them passed out. He changed direction and headed towards it, moving through the sea of people and pullinhg Yori along with him. He turned around to face Yori as they reached the table, making an apologetic face and gesturing at the table. "Better than nothing, right?" he said, leaning close to Yori so as to be heard.

((its totally confusing...but thats because i'm stupid ^^))

ï»¿~JulesxZaiden Point of View~

"Jules."

The blue haired man stopped reading and looked down into the pouting face of his lover. Squished on the couch in their spacious apartment, he had been reading one of his favorite novels as he ran his fingers through the red-head's locks, which were splayed over his thighs. "Nani?"

"Let's go out tonight. We've been here for a week and all we've done is work work work. I wanna go out and have some fuuun, Onegai?"

Julian's fingers stilled. Zaiden hastily sat up and moved so he was sitting closer to him. "Just for a little while.. It'll be fun - really fun!"
He knew how much Julian disliked being around people sometimes, but he'd made it a personal goal to get the quiet man to open up a little, to other people besides him.

Being in a new country was hard, but the red-head knew it wouldn't become more familiar if they stayed close to the apartment and kept to themselves. And really, it was as he'd said - they'd been fixing up the apartment and working on setting up the intercontinental ties with the company. They'd had little rest till tonight, but instead of being exhausted, he was totally wired. Which wasn't out of the norm, really.

The blue-haired man had said nothing, but his gaze had moved up to Zaiden's face. At once the red-head stuck his lower lip out and adopted the legendary puppy eyes. After some moments of silence, Julian sighed and Zaiden whooped in victory. Jumping off the couch, the shorter man ran for the closet and disappeared into the unorganized heaps that were his clothes. Julian just shook his head and followed behind him at a much more leisurely pace. Upon reaching the walk-in closet, he deftly began plucking items from the hangers, placing them over his other arm.

"I've been looking for these!"

Turning at his lover's exclamation, Julian couldn't help the smirk that tugged at his lips at the picture his beloved made. Zaiden looked up at him with a smile on his face, holding up a pair of pants that had defiantly seen better days, and an unnoticed garment on his head. In a teasing mood, Julian just placed his clothing over a chair and walked over to where Zaiden sat on the floor. The red-head looked up at his taller lover, confused, until he felt something slide off his head and a pair of familiar lacey blue underwear were flashed before his eyes.

"And I've been looking for these."

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Julian wondered silently why he'd let Zaiden persuade him into this. He blinked rapidly at the change in light as they entered, only to nearly be blinded when a stray strobe light caught him in the face. His grip tightened on Zaiden's hand as he was pulled nearer the moving mass of bodies on the dance floor - it seemed the only way to the tables was through it. The blue haired androgyny braced himself as he was lead through, focusing his concentration solely on his hand in Zaiden's. In what seemed a longer time then it really was, they emerged on the other side, and Julian let out the breath he hadnâ€™t realized heâ€™d held. Even over the loud music, Zaiden still seemed to hear it, and he turned a worried look to him then.

â€œDaijoubu ka?â€

Julian smiled softly at his concern. â€œHai. Daijoubu.â€ Now on the other side, it became apparent to Zaiden that it was quite busy tonight. Most all of the tables were taken, though there were a few spaces along the bar. Figuring they could catch a table once someone left, he steered them over to the bar and ordered something for himself and Julian.

((ahh the beginning just had to be written..>>))

Yori kept his gaze on Ardenâ€™s back letting himself be pulled along. When he noticed where Arden was moving he hesitated slightly before continuing with. It wasnâ€™t like anything would happen anyway, they were passed out. If anything did happen he knew Arden would protect him. He smiled at the thought. It had been such a short time since theyâ€™d known each other but already he was attached to him, addicted. He trusted him completely, which was a big step for him, but one he willingly took. When the other leaned over clutching his hand and nodded. He gave the other a slight smile, just happy to be with him. As the moved closer to the table he tensed a bit but. Heâ€™d feel more comforted in Ardenâ€™s protective embrace so he leaned over to him. â€œDo you mind if I sit in your lap?â€ He asked a bit shyly, blushing a bit.

((*snicker* we wouldn't have been able to write a beginning or else it would have started in the NC-17 section.. *pointsatArdenandYori* RABID BUNNY MEN!!!))

Arden smiled mischeviously, plopping down into a chair and pulling Yori into his lap. "Sure," he breathed into his ear softly. He settled his arms comfortable around Yori, the fingers of one hand resting just inside the wasitband of his pants. He looked at their table companions more closely, smirking. They were all sleeping soundly, apparently unaware of the noise and lights surrounding them. He looked in the other direction, his eyes scanning the dancing sea of movement before returning to focus intently on Yori. Smiling, he pressed a reassuring kiss to Yori's mouth.

-JulianxZaiden Pov-

ï»¿Drinks finally in hand, Zaiden tugged Julian around to the tables once more. No one had left during their quest for drinks, but the red head did notice one table lacking people. It was not packed to the maximum at least - There were only five occupants. Three were passed out and the remaining too were otherwise *ahem* distracted. Zaiden didnâ€™t really want to bother them, but it was the only table remotely available and heâ€™d rather not stand for the rest of the night. Still grasping his loverâ€™s hand, Zaiden walked over. Julian followed somewhat behind him, a mischievous smirk on his face.

â€œUm..Excuse me...Do you mind if we sit here? Everywhere else is kinda crowded..â€

Zaiden inquired politely. The red-headâ€™s eyes grew minutely when he suddenly felt something trailing softly up the back of his thigh. Zaidenâ€™s eyes snapped to his lover, who had by then moved to stand next to him, but Julian wasnâ€™t looking at him - He was looking at the couple in front of them, a small smile on his face, as he patiently awaited their reply. But Zaiden knew that inside, his lover was probably laughing at him. The blue-haired man loved to tease. Eyes still on Julian, the red-headâ€™s eyes narrowed and he growled, barely loud enough for Julian to hear.
The androgynous manâ€™s tiny smile grew into the tiniest of smirks.

((It was soo much better before, but I lost it when the page went all screwy ><))

~YorixArden POV~

Yori let out a shaky breath as he felt the other slip part of his hand down his pants. He looked down to see the otherâ€™s hand partially inside his clothing and he let a smile play on his lips. He felt a familiar pressure start to grow and he fidgeted on the otherâ€™s lap. He moved his gaze hoping to catch the otherâ€™s attention. He knew what was going through Ardenâ€™s mind seeing as it was the same thing going through his. He raised an eyebrow at the other as he way him checking out the crowd of people with his mischievous look upon his face. When Arden turned back to look at him with a smile he smirked as the other found his mouth. He kept in a similar position so he could fidget against Arden knowing it would cause the other a little problem of his own. He let his fingers move along Ardenâ€™s lower stomach and dipped into his pants as well. He let a moan out into the kiss and pulled away giving Arden a desperate look. It didnâ€™tâ€™ matter to him that they were in public, if anything it increased the thrill of the act. He didnâ€™tâ€™ mind letting the whole world know how much he loved Arden.

Arden broke the kiss for a moment, letting out a breathy sigh. "You are bad," he said, a smile playing across his lips. He shifted against Yori, biting his lip before moving in to kiss Yori aggresively. Completely preoccupied, it was a moment before he could register the fact that someone was talking to him. He reluctantly broke away from Yori again, smiling up at a red-haired man. "Go right ahead," he said, dragging his nails across Yori's hip discreetly. His attention shifted to a man behind the red-head as the other turned around.

ï»¿Zaiden, not wanting to disturb them more, simply nodded his thanks and sat down. Julian swiftly slide in beside him, all the while looking like the graceful woman he appeared to be. But that was were it ended. While the taller man let his gaze wander over the crowd on the dance floor, his bluish drink held in one hand, it's companion was slowly inching higher up Zaiden's leg. The red headâ€™s breath caught for the briefest second, but he refused to give in to his loverâ€™s teasing. The blue haired manâ€™s hand, as though sensing this, reached the top of his thigh and slid along his hip bone. It continued itâ€™s journey and dipped into the back of Zaidenâ€™s pants, but only barely, and began to massage the skin there. It was a pleasure point for him, Julian knew, and sure enough, his shorter loverâ€™s back snapped straight and a frustrated noise escaped his throat. With his fingers still pressed to the red-headâ€™s skin, the blue-head traced up his spine then down again, earning a low moan from the shorter man. Zaiden had set down his drink, and both hands were now gripping the table. He knew Julian was trying to make him crack, but he wouldnâ€™t, he could - Julianâ€™s hand made a detour, running down along his ribs to his lower stomach, and Zaiden forgot whatever heâ€™d been thinking. Instead he growled and pulled Julian onto to him, ravaging the taller manâ€™s smirking lips.
All at once it became better to Zaiden. As Julianâ€™s thigh-high-sock-covered thighs settled to either side of him, both hands immediately disappeared beneath his lover's skirt, massaging the covered skin. Julian laughed into the kiss, returning his hands to the point where the red-headâ€™s spine connected with his pelvic bone. He then began moving, sashaying his hips up and around and against Zaidenâ€™s, slowly and effectively arousing him.

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