Author’s Notes: Minna-san this is only a two or three part story. I couldn’t help but leave it off where I did, which Silver-chan (my dear Aoshi obsessed IM pal) will probably get angry at me for, but alas more lemony goodness will soon arise I assure you. I was thinking of doing a sequel to ‘Aoshi-sama in Leather’ but because in this story Aoshi and Misao do not know each other, this is just another one shot. I might do a sequel to Aoshi-sama in Leather and call it ‘Misao in Leather’ but I haven’t totally decided yet.
This story is all in Aoshi’s POV, just in case you didn’t notice this when reading as I just love to twist him around from being his unemotional/rational self to a little perverted Aoshi. ^__^;; In any case this is it for now, I’ve been far too busy to actually come up with an ending as of yet…and then there is the fact I’m actually ill as well. Plus I’ve got to get Chapter 8 of Pretty Man out and I’m ¾ done with Chapter 10 of ‘Would you Kill for Love’ as that will be completed in another 2/3 chapters tops. Scary I know…a series actually finishing! Anywho, must dash, things to do…Aoshi to swoon over as he sings in Pretty Man. Damn I best get to writing that up. Ja and hopefully someone enjoys!
Oh, /\ucifer rule by the way and I so wish I could glomp Makoto-san! ^_______^
Oh one more thing, Silver-chan you’re the best! Love getting ideas with your help, one day we MUST write a story together. Like when all other projects are finished. ^__^;;
Stranger in Leather
I showed my pass boredly to a beefy looking bouncer and he waved me on into the club. I walked down a dully-lit hallway, painted in bright red, but had to side step past couples practically doing it against the walls. I bet they never even knew whom the hell they were currently in a liplock battle with…probably high on crack or something…not that I cared.
I made my way further down the hallway and music blasted my ears. Sure, I was a little late for the concert, but I made do in a bet I had going with my stupid pain in the ass cousin. Now the only problem was to actually move my way through the jumping crowd and find her so she knew I wasn't such a 'wuss bag' as she had called me last night. As I stared around the still growing crowd, most trying to push forward to get a better look at the band members of /\ucifer, I knew I didn't want any part of the "lets crush the person in front of you so they can't breathe" game. Instead I headed for the left sidewall of the enormous club "Cradle" and practically hugged the wall as I headed towards the front knowing my cousin would probably be drooling over one of the guitarists by now. It was then that some stupid fans raced past me and slammed me into the wall. I glowered at their retreating forms until my eyes focused on some fanboy right in front of me squealing like a girl. (A/N: think Kamatari). As soon as his pure excited eyes met my annoyed narrowed ones he 'eeped' and high tailed it away from me. I was NOT happy about being here…and that was just putting it mildly. Sure I liked the band, but there was no way in hell I was going to scream and shout like some crazed lunatic. It was just a band for Kami-sama's sake.
"AOSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!" Funny how I could hear my name being yelled over the cheering roars of the crowd as /\ucifer just finished singing Datenshi Blue. I scanned the thousands of fans until my eyes set on a frantically waving girl clad in a bright yellow vinyl dress just resting above her knees and black shiny knee high boots. How the hell could I miss someone wearing something like that?
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING ALL THE WAY OVER HERE?" She yelled while pushing past a bunch of ‘groupies’ as she headed towards the wall my back was currently plastered too.
Remember when I mentioned a pain in the ass cousin? Well this was she, Tanuki-chan or Kaoru-chan as I generally called her or else I'd be beaten to a bloody pulp. No point in always looking like her boyfriend now was there? He was always slammed into the ground for 'oroing' every five seconds. Never quite sure what he saw in my violent cousin, but then again, even my patience was tested with him and that stupid 'oro'. He wasn’t a bad guy really, just too weird to try and understand so I did the smart thing and steered clear of Kaoru and her whacked out friends.
"Blending into the wall…" I replied blandly and let her thump my bare arm for that unemotional response. That was me though, ever stoic Aoshi Shinomori.
"There’s no need to be sarcastic Aoshi." When Kaoru-chan got a better look at me I watched her eyes brighten and a smile form on her ruby coloured lips.
"Hey, you actually look good!" She looked me up and down with her smile turning cocky and her right hand was now resting on her right hip. She was eyeing my attire, which she forced me to wear because of that stupid bet we had going. I wanted to keep it hidden as I had actually lost to her and so this was my punishment. Right at this very moment I was dressed in constricting leather pants that I felt was cutting off the blood flow to my legs…and something else! Not only that there was a chain hanging off of one of the front belt loops and connected to the back left pocket and of course it made a clinking noise everytime I walked. I wore heavy black boots, which was no bother since they were mine anyway. My top was a plain black muscle shirt that didn't have any sleeves and a long black cord necklace with a thick cross on it dangled across my broad chest. Truthfully I didn't mind the black shirt…well that was until Kaoru-chan flipped it over and showed me what was written on the back of it with a big smile crossing her lips. As I read the "I know you want me" message in big white lettering on the back I narrowed threatening green-grey eyes at her and bluntly refused to wear the attire. Of course she taunted me in a singsong voice about our bet and thus I swiped the clothes from her arms and stormed childishly into my bathroom to change.
"Perhaps you should dress like this more often Aoshi, then girls will jump your naturally brooding self and you won't have to worry about those rumours."
"What rumours?" I narrowed my eyes once again at Kaoru-chan as she turned to notice the band was coming back on stage from having a short break.
"About you being gay that's what!" She replied and began jumping up and down when her favourite guitarist went through a rift.
"I'M NOT GAY!" I heard myself yell and had several female fans turn to stare at me and then they proceeded to smile and wink in my general direction as though mentally saying "hey baby I’m free, how about you and me go some place more private". Yeah right, keep dreaming ladies. After one too many stares I made my choice…I was out of here. As I was turning to head for the exit I couldn't when about twenty girls started screaming and running for the stage and thus I was pushed towards it. I had finally figured out that one male, though I had martial arts training behind me for many years, could not escape a club when going up against a pack of crazed fangirls. I suppose I could at least be a little bit happier that I was still near the wall, just closer to the stage to see more women go insane as they were "up close and personal" with the vocalist.
I noticed a particular fangirl went a little overboard trying to grab the surprised vocalist from off the stage and instantly bouncers were hauling her ass out of the club. I knew this because while she was kicking and screaming up a storm, one of the weaker bouncers ended up slamming right into my chest. I swear there had to be a sign of "please bump into me" written on my forehead that I didn’t know about. Of course he apologised and continued on his way to throw out the woman. I had shrugged and brushed the front of my shirt while cursing lightly as I knew I shouldn't have come. Great all I needed now to top off an already shithouse night was,
I was right, we shouldn't have come…
I glanced my eyes to the right and just as I thought he was currently sitting on my right shoulder looking over at the crowds looking extremely uncomfortable. In fact it so happened to be a chibi version of myself…only with a pair of white wings sticking out the back and up near his shoulder blades. Wait…now that this little small version of myself known to me as 'Rational Angel Aoshi ' was here that meant…
Oh yeah, ladies come on down!
I grudgingly turned my eyes to the left and slightly down at my shoulder to see another chibi version of myself only this one had two red horns on the sides of its forehead and a red tail. You might think this weird, when in fact this was really bad. Where there is one the other always appears and this "other" so happened to be 'Hentai Devil Aoshi'. It was basically a hidden part of myself that I never really wanted to admit I had within me. I knew he popped out everytime some hot women were in the vicinity, like he had some form of radar attached to himself and tonight would be no different for the fact there were thousands attending the concert tonight. I was in for a long night of suffering.
R.A.A: I told you we shouldn't have come. Didn't I say we were never good in crowds?
H.D.A: Come on look at all the women we can choose from! Stupid wuss…
"Who are you calling a wuss?" I heard myself mutter…to myself. Great, now I was talking to myself. Luckily the band's music drowned out my voice or else it would be straight jacket for Aoshi Shinomori.
Hentai Aoshi Devil: You are the wuss, you won't even go out and get yourself a woman!
"At least I'm not four inches tall and naked."
I knew I'd get some peace and quiet eventually, though it never lasted.
H.D.A: Come on, be a man! What's the harm in looking?
I suppose there really wasn't a problem with only looking at them. Its not like I'd be referred to as some pervert as every woman's/girl's eyes were currently glued to /\ucifer anyway. And so I caved to my "small" hentai side and gazed my green-grey orbs around the club, eyes squinting every now and then thanks to the bright flashing lights.
H.D.A: Hmm, what about the one with long legs…and…err…lopsided breasts?
H.D.A: Um, what about her friend?
"The one with pink hair and yellow teeth? Are you fucking crazy?"
H.D.A: Hey, I am not the one talking to myself pal. Wait, what about the hottie walking by us? Hey look she actually winked at you! She so wants you man, go for it!
"Cute, but probably an airhead. She's not my type anyway."
H.D.A: Do you even HAVE a type?
I ignored him and continued to survey the area. My eyes slightly widened as they focused for a brief second on another /\ucifer fan singled out by themselves.
H.D.A: Fuck! Who the hell is HE kidding?
I was thinking the exact same thing. There was no way in hell that even the dumbest person on Earth would think he was a real woman. Great, now thanks to that frightening image I was now content to stop looking.
H.D.A: Hold that thought Aoshi, hottie at 12o'clock!
My eyes swiftly turned to where my devil counterpart was looking and to my surprise they locked onto a jumping figure. She…dammit I had to agree with the stupid Hentai! She was hot. I clenched my fist as she jumped with a bunch of girls as /\ucifer began singing Midnight Crow. It seemed like most of her friends were situated behind her as I got a good long look at her. She was dressed in a tight leather mini skirt that only just covered up her pert bottom. She wore black high heel ankle boots as she showed off her creamy skin to me…well to everyone really, but I swore it was all for me. I guess I just found out I was quite selfish when it came to beautiful women. And her top…well what top really. She wore one of those leather boob tube tops with no straps I had seen in many clothes shop windows. That meant…
H.D.A: Only a simple zip and then it would easily come undone.
Her hair was long, but placed in a high ponytail but the long loose blue-black strands were actually curled. Could have been natural, but like I’m some hair expert. Her entire body had the hint of curves, but she wasn't overly busty like most of the women here. I had noticed that every now and then she had to adjust her top so as not to let it fall down and reveal all.
H.D.A: Oh yeah…keep going lower baby…
I narrowed my eyes down at him as his eagerness to "make" me go over to her was slowly beginning to win against my extremely quiet rational self that had gone into hiding it seemed.
H.D.A: So…what's the verdict on the stranger in leather?
"Not my type…not really…" I faded off as she turned to smile at one of her friends and I got a full frontal view of her. She was skinny, but more trim then anything. She had a pretty face too and her eyes…they were big and innocent and sparkling like sapphire jewels though they were the colours of the ocean, a tiny bit of green mixing into the blue. On her small kissable lips was plum coloured lipstick. I’d seen Kaoru-chan with this colour at one of our "family" get togethers. She also wore hoop earings and three silver chains all different lengths around her neck. I gulped lightly when I felt my left foot take a step forward and into the crowd of fans. I brushed rudely past each and every one of them, as my eyes were set right on this stranger.
H.D.A: Me thinks the hentai man is coming out. Damn I'm good!
I continued pushing my way through the crowd as they began to get closer to the stage once more, but the entire place went into darkness as Midnight Crow had finished. No! My eyes had been fixed on her the entire time until the stage lights went out. What if…what if when the lights came on she wasn't there anymore? On instinct I lifted a hand up and shielded my eyes when bright white lights flashed back on. A piano was on stage with Makoto (the vocalist) sitting on the bench. My eyes went back to the crowd and there she was…my leather-clad stranger. Her eyes…her eyes were only set on him!
R.A.A: I think she likes Makoto-san
I narrowed my eyes at that. Stupid rational self for pointing that out to me. Thank you very much. Perhaps you’d like to join the Obvious Club! Of course she did by the way she was eyeing him and he was actually eyeing her as well! Then it began, his fingers fluttering over the piano keys making all the female fans…and probably the gay male fans swoon. She was no different either.
H.D.A: Who cares if she likes him, he's up there and YOU are down here. I say just walk up and get it on with her already. This whole "holding back" and "sexual tension" thing is really getting old you know. One day you’re just going to EXPLODE and there will be no one to blame put your always-rational self.
I glanced between the rational and the hentai and truthfully as I watched her stare intently up at /\ucifer's vocalist I was at a loss. What to do? What to do?
R.A.A: You were never a people person, so why start now?
H.D.A: Don't listen to him! Just look at how kissable she is! Go over there and do it already!
At those words I felt my tongue move over my dry lips.
R.A.A: You can't just interrupt her night out with her friends by going over there and kissing her! You never know what could happen! She might slap you…or worse…kick you were it REALLY hurts.
My eyes stayed on my right shoulder. True, my rational self did have a point there. My equipment was extremely sensitive…and a high-heeled boot pressed right into it doesn't seem at all pleasing to me.
H.D.A: Are you seriously going to listen to him? Who says she could actually kick you anyway? I would think your reflexes would be faster then a woman's…and besides what if she RESPONDS to the kiss?
Hmm, he had a point too…
R.A.A: Oh, so what do you suggest? Just make Aoshi saunter on over to her, place his hand behind her head and slam his lips to hers while pulling her closer to his body to feel the leather against his bare skin?
H.D.A: Yeah, now you’re talking…
R.A.A: I was being sarcastic you sex crazed devil!
H.D.A: Admit it you stupid virgin angel, you were thinking on those exact thoughts of what Aoshi should do! And you’re the one who suggested it not me!
"Shut up… They were really giving me a headache. And now thanks to them distracting me I was standing near the front of the stage looking like a frozen statue while others stared strangely at me and then back up to Makoto-san. I rubbed my temple, eyes closing for a moment and then I opened them back up, only to have them widen behind my black bangs when ocean blue eyes had turned to stare at me for a mere second. Maybe one of her friends had told her she had some weirdo eyeing her off. I sighed once more. What to do? What to do?
"What do you want now?" I mumbled lightly to myself. I noticed the two of them floated in front of my face and they spoke simultaneously before disappearing.
R.A.A: You really need to get laid!
H.D.A: You really need to get laid!
They were agreeing with each other? Hmm, this was bad, but it was also good too. My eyes quickly returned to the mysterious woman with ocean blue eyes as she danced with her friends as the beginning of C no Binetsu started. In an instant I was pushing past more dancing fans and heading towards her. Again I felt the brush of my tongue move swiftly across my lips. What the hell was up with this woman? It was like she was a drug…and instantly I’d become addicted by a mere glance. I wonder what would happen if my lips locked with hers? How much more drugged could I get? I noticed as I drew closer her small group of friends parted from her, turning surprised dark eyes up at my taller frame as I now stood in front of my addiction blocking her view of Makoto-san.
"Um…excuse me…" Her voice…was sensually soft and brushed lightly over the skin on my left cheek as I had bent down to get an even better and closer look at her. The redness in her cheeks was not just because she had been jumping around either I noticed.
"What…?" Her voice was but a whisper, but I could hear it clearly. In truth what my rational self said, was exactly what I was beginning to do. My right hand was already pressed against her head, right under her ponytail and the intoxicating perfume she wore drifted into my senses as I pulled her closer with my left hand at the small of her back.
"HEY!" She had yelled but all rational thoughts were gone when plum coloured lips collided with mine. Did she groan or was that me? I really couldn't tell as I continued to assault her lips with mine. Then there was another groan and this time I knew it was because of me. She…had…responded! I swear my hentai counterpart would be jumping for joy because of her acceptance. Her soft nimble hands raised up and clutched my jet-black strands of hair. Her chest was pressed tightly to mine as she leaned in closer and by the looks of it she was on tip toes wanting more pressure against her lips. I caved and crushed her lithe form to mine, my tongue instantly plummeting into her surprised mouth. Hey, she was the one that let me do this…and there was no way in hell I was turning back now. She was my entire drug now.
When the roar of the crowd came as Makoto-san and the rest of the band finished off ‘C no Binetsu’ we swiftly broke apart, hearts pounding and lungs gasping for air. My green-grey eyes stared down into her wide ocean blue ones and no words were exchanged between us. What could one actually say? I didn’t know about her, but I had no words. My throat went dry and all I could do was stare hungrily down at her. It was evident I wanted more from her. She had done this; her kiss had affected me that much and I began praying to Kami-sama that she wouldn’t slap me…or kick me for initiating it.
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To be continued…
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