Title: "My cocoon" - season II
Author: lost_in_my_sol
Theme: #oo6. Attraction & #o44. Snow
Rating: Overall NC-17
Fandom: An Cafe, alice nine.
Pairing: Kanon x Hiroto
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of those real persons but I do own my own creation. Sometimes I wish I did..
Comments: Suddenly feeling inspiration due painkillers, I wrote 2 chapters at once. They may seem too positive maybe but lets face it – it’s about time too. I hope you enjoy! Betaed.

[season I links]

#14 | #15 | #16


#17 – Attraction



(I need a new banner with their new looks!!)



Valetudinarian 17.

We were clinging to each other when possible since none of us had any clue what was going on and they didn’t even question and jailed us first. What about our rights?! Several crimes were going on at Halloween night? I wondered while trying not to fall on the cold cement floor that we were shoved on. I sat on the nearest bench; Hiroto curled under my side and even seemed to be depressed through the gigglefits he got randomly. I glanced around the room and came eye to eye with a creepy guy. I can swear the person licked his lips and looked at us hungrily while I only shivered and looked at the guitarist.

“Hiro-kun, what on earth is going on?” I asked quietly while he lifted his eyes and shrugged.

I didn’t get any answer. Obviously we both were oblivious to the situation we were dragged in to. They either realized they had made a very bad mistake or just had worse crimes to solve, nobody coming to see us for an hour at least. During that time it was quiet in the lonely cell, only the old lamp moving under the ceiling suspiciously, flicking the light shadows across the cage.

If I’d been a horror writer instead of musician and devoted otaku, I’d get a kick out of it for my next work. Life experience can’t be compared to imagination, not in the slightest.

But I wished they would uncuff us. Since I had lot of time on my hands at the moment, I tried to concentrate on the time at hand rather than to think back or ahead. My senses were growing due a warm body leaning so deliciously against mine and I could feel the same feeling radiating from the smaller frame. At some point our eyes met, both our breaths hitched and just when the realization ran across my mind, our almost shared kiss was broken by a loud bang against the bars. The cell door opened and a guy who we had seen when we were dragged in stepped inside the cage type of room. At first I kind of hoped he was here for us but he hauled the street type of guy out of there, telling him words I did not want to listen to.

“Excuse me.. Even though you don’t care about our story.. could you.. take the handcuffs off at least. Please?” I said, trying to sound calm and mature. “Obviously we can’t escape or don’t even need to.”

The guy looked at me first and then Hiroto whose eyes were glued on the police officer and motioned with his head for the guy who was standing outside. I didn’t even know he was there but I was sure glad to be rid of the cold metal digging into my skin. I rubbed my wrists while I watched them moving away and it seemingly got darker in the hall again.

So there was only left the swinging lamp and quietness that was cut through by Hiroto’s rather loud breathing. I jumped mentally, running my hands over the body and trying to see what was wrong with the guitarist.

“You alright?” I whispered, cupping his cheeks and lifted his head up, blinking at the flushed skin.

“I.. this.. This all got me too exited..” He confessed, clinging to my shirt and when I glanced down I first smirked and then blushed myself, chuckling.

I didn’t feel there were any words needed, I felt the same attraction but who knows from where it came. Suppressed sexual energy? Or was it the kink we both shared? Either way I closed our faces a few seconds later and kissed him passionately, though still the kiss was sweet. His lips moved against mine with the same pulse, bodies moving subconsciously closer to each other’s and I honestly didn’t even notice when Hiroto had straddled my hips but all I know how deliciously good it felt for my silky muscle to be moving against his, exploring. My taste buds had a thrill from the familiar missed taste and all of that. Everything – every feeling from the past rushed back to my body till it was too much to handle.

It made me break apart and while gasping for air, Hiroto’s blush lips moved over my neck and up to ear. I groaned when he pulled on the earlobe, nibbled and sucked it before licking and moving away again.

He was an eager little guy wasn’t he? He always had been and guess the idea of them being in a public cell didn’t change anything. I am afraid it even added to it.

My hands slid to his ass and squeezed it between my hands while rubbing it. His hips rocked against mine in sort of way as if he was dancing on my lap, while ravishing my skin where he could. I had my head titled back against the cold wall, eyes closed in bliss. A deep gasp slipped through my lips when Hiroto started to unbutton my shirt and lick down a wet trail.

“Hiroto..” I hissed, not being drunk enough to let it happen like that though my other body parts were protesting against my cool mind. You can’t stop the attraction, can you?

I could feel him grinning against my nipple when he bit down on it and licked it apologizing when I awarded him with a groan, hands clawing on the small thin back. I could hear the only door at the hall open and gasped, stopping Hiroto’s movements. A deep crimson crawled to my cheeks when I saw a familiar silhouette of their manager standing behind the bars.

“You two together are always looking for serious trouble, aren’t you. I guess new publicity from the fans on you two wouldn’t do any harm..” He chuckled deeply making both us shiver.

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#18 – Snow.

Improvident 18.

As it turned out later - they accused us for nothing. Hiroto had matched for the supposedly female person who had done something they did not want to share with us. Even though I was usually collected and calm and reasonable I demanded to know from them how they could make such a mistake but I was dragged away by Teruki. The drummer telling me not to get in trouble and to get the hell out of here.

Jails would make anybody feel a little creeped out. Don’t you think so? But for us it had a greater meaning now.

I guess I had alice nine.’s manager to thank for the early freedom actually, he was the one that came to bail us out and show our alibis. Usually they wouldn’t release us so soon but they made the mistake and I have a hunch – there is something more behind it than we were allowed to know.

But we were free and I could care less.

There was only Teruki from my band and Shou from Hiroto’s. Obviously the only reasonable people to take us home. Separately. But why it had to be Shou confused me. The guy.. I better not go back on those times.

I was smiling softly, gently accepting the blanket that Teruki placed over my shoulders and hugged myself while glancing at Hiroto. Shou was all over him. Worried and babbled while spazzing and even yelled at but I knew he was just overly worried for nothing as usual. The guitarist glanced at me and a moment later Shou did too. The vocalist gave me a glare and tried to pull Hiroto away.

“What are you doing, Shou-kun?” He demanded, yanking his hand free from the taller one. “I don’t care what the old hag has to say, we went through something devastating again and you can’t understand it nor comfort me for the moment!”

Wow, I have a feeling Hiroto has been holding something inside his small heart for a while now.

I won’t let them take him away from me again when I just got him back. There were no regrets from the past, why should there be.

And the time apart probably has even grown the things that were between us. It doesn't matter if they accept it or not.

And. Well. I was willing to move on for the moment, too tired and drained to even deny it.

Hiroto ran to me and I wrapped my arms around him, moving the guitarist to the back of our car before anybody could react to what was going on. Teruki was as quick to act as well and collected the blanket that fell from my shoulders, sat in the drivers seat and drove off – leaving confused and angry faces behind.

“Good job you guys.” He said with a snort, tossing the blanket at us and I wrapped it around our cold bodies when Hiroto snuggled against me, tired but obviously as relieved as I was. I didn’t say anything but returned the smirk from the mirror.

“What do you think of hiding for a while, you know, just in case. I bet the newspapers are all piping about the arresting of you two after sunrise even though it was nothing. I have this nice parents house up in the mountains –“ Teruki started but I managed to stop him before he could go too far with his fantasies. He seemed to have too many of them anyway and it needed to be controlled time to time. Though I loved him dearly.

“I think a proper sleep in our own beds would be fine at first. And I have a feeling, what ever the future will bring, we can handle it, ne. Besides. I’m not willing to leave the band for my own personal reasons so long. We have music to make.”

With that we ended our talk.

I guess I had passed out and stirred when somebody suddenly shook me. I startled and hit my head against the car’s roof only to receive a kiss atop it. Confusedly I looked at cheered Hiroto’s face and turned my head towards the window he was desperately pointing at.

I gasped. Was it real?! Running after him out of the stopped car I looked up at the sky and smiled. Hiroto spread his arms and spun around. The sun had risen a short while ago for light. Yet it was still so early. We had spent most of the time in jail but it was all forgotten now. Teruki came out as well and leaned on the car, smiling at us while we cuddled together and still managed to spin around like a merry-go-round.

Dropping on the white ground we both giggled like trouble free kids and I sighed contently. Looking up at the white grayish sky I smiled. Hiroto took my hand in his and I squeezed it back.

Snow.

It was indeed snowing.

Something so rare at this part of the city but so pure, so wonderful, so white, so freeing.

I had a feel it will get or should get better, but for now.

Just let it come down freely like the whiteness was on showering on us, making everything better.

A miracle had happened.

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