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Noisy beep.
There wasn’t really a better alarm song to get one awake in the morning as the most annoying song by the most annoying unit, right? Aira groaned loudly, rolling over to find the source of the merciless noise. It stopped without his input.
“Sorry, go back to sleep.” The sweet whisper was close to his ear. He could feel soft lips on it, before the bed shifted. Mmh, he felt so comfortable and warm and now that the alarm had stopped, his bed felt cozy again.
HU?!
Aira opened his eyes in panic.
What was that? His alarm tone was definitely not a CrazyB song! And he definitely did not know anyone, who would kiss his ear the first thing in the morning?!
He sat up straight in bed, and found the right side next to him empty, but someone had clearly slept there! The blankets were a mess, the pillow was upside down and the sheets were still warm.
HU!?
When had he got a double bed anyway?
Whose room was this even? This was never his dorm room!
Had he been kidnapped?
He looked around, and his gaze immediately fell on the big shelf on the wall across the room, above the large TV. There was his idol merch collection!! From the famous Akehoshi napkin to the pen that Rei had given him (when he had helped him to study for his test!! A good luck charm!!), the special tea cup set that Eichi had given him on his birthday, and the teddy bear that was hand-sewn by no other but Kagehira Mika!! Though there was even more merch now that he didn’t recognize, but he knew those special ones! Those were his treasure!!
Who had kidnapped him and his collection? And who had been in bed next to him? His kidnapper?!
Aira slowly crawled to the end of the big bed. Wow, what a big and comfortable bed. The owner was definitely not poor. But also, what kind of boxers was he even wearing? That was alarming, on so many levels. Also since when had his legs been that long? He was waiting for a growth spurt, but over night?
Aira heard someone humming happily from the room next door – apparently a bathroom; he could also hear a shower running.
Was this his time for escape? Yes. Absolutely yes!
Getting up from the bed, his gaze fell on the photos on the wall. Oh! There was one of Alkaloid! So indeed, he had been kidnapped by a crazy fan. He had hoped for fans, but not like that. Uh, weird… Aira recognized the one from their first anniversary photo shooting, and also the costumes for the second anniversary shooting. But why was there already a photo up of them wearing it? They had just seen the finished costume barely a week ago, they hadn’t taken the photos yet? The appointment was only a few days away, that hadn't happened yet! Also the costumes were still a secret!
Aira frowned.
After that one was another photo of them, with very fashionable clothes. Steampunk style?? He had never seen them before, but wow, that suited them all. But why were they wearing something like that on the photo? Was there a special occasion for it? That wasn't even planned yet, was it? Did someone manipulate photos of them? That was the only explanation! His kidnapper had manipulated photos of him for... any reason!
The forth photo on the wall was a close-up of them onstage, a stage Aira had never seen before in his entire life, in clothes he had never ever seen before either. What flashy clothes were those even... And they all had different hairstyles! Aira had a bit longer hair, but it was slightly braided. That looked good! And Hiiro’s hair was parted a bit and... was that an undercut?! Wow, that looked way too hot on him! That shouldn't be allowed! And what was that, Aira had 3 piercings on the photo! And so did Mayoi!
HU?
Aira touched his left ear… indeed. He could feel three piercings in a row. The kidnapper had also pierced him?? He looked closer at the photo, they were wearing small colourful round gems. Aira had a soft green one, a purple one and a red one. If only there was a mirror in the room, he could check the colour of the new ear piercings! Weird that it didn't hurt at all.
There was room for a fifth photo, and also already a nail waiting in the wall, but no photo. Oh well, probably more photo manipulations. Though it was weird, how real those photos looked... if only those were real. They really looked so good. Like idols!
Aira wanted to head out, when he saw the missing photo! It was lying on the small dresser, a price tag still under the frame. It was another unit photo shooting, with them hugging each other close. Aira smiled, somehow that made him happy; even if it wasn't real.
He had another different hairstyle though! His hair was even longer, and parted sideways now. And he had a small ponytail! Wow, it really suited him! On the other hand Tatsumi’s hair was a bit shorter, and now Aira could also see his earrings. Red, yellow and purple. When did Tatsumi ever get these many piercings?! Mayoi’s hair was even longer than before, and he was smiling so happily at the camera. He didn’t even look scared anymore. Though the hair was over his ears, Aira could see a bit of red, yellow and also that soft green. Oh! It finally made sense!
He followed Mayoi’s arm, which was put around the last person’s shoulder, holding him close. Before Aira could concentrate on his face, his eyes went straight for the ear. Yes, as he had predicted. Yellow, purple and the soft green. They were all wearing each other’s colours as a piercing! What a great idea!
But what was that even… how had Hiiro become so handsome? Even more handsome than on the previous photos! He was taller, his face was manlier, and yet he still had those soft loving eyes. But he looked so strong and confident on the photo, how was this even possible? Was this the same Hiiro that he knew? His eyes went back to the former photos.
Their first anniversary photo was still so familiar to him. They looked so much younger than on that last photo. They had all grown, not only physically, but they also looked so much more confident and happy! He could see the transformation, from photo to photo. It was a slow process, but indeed... they all had grown into those confident strong idols.
“Oh, are you hanging up the picture of our fifth anniversary?”
Aira had been so taken by the photos, he had forgotten that he wanted to escape. Right!
In panic he turned around and found a buck-naked man standing in the door frame. Aira screamed in shock. How could he have forgotten that he had been kidnapped by a freak!?
“Aira?”
Aira’s scream was cut off. He knew that voice!! Wait. And now that his eyes had wandered upwards, he also knew that red hair, and those shiny blue eyes. He knew those way too well!!
How had Hiiro not only grown in height, but also… elsewhere? Over night?
“Sorry, did I scare you?” Hiiro laughed, still not bothered by the slightest that he was still a bit wet and absolutely not dressed.
“H… H… Hiro-kun?!” Aira finally stuttered, in sheer awe how that young teenager boy could have a body like this; and that said person was walking in front of him in his birthday suit without a single bit of shame.
“Hiro-kun?” Hiiro repeated and laughed happily, “Now, it has been a long time since you called me that. Did the photos make you nostalgic?”
“W-what do you mean?” Aira asked, barely able to keep his eyes from Hiiro’s thoroughly fit body. Just when had this happened?!
Hiiro smiled, letting his fingers run through his wet hair; apparently he still had an undercut – it looked forbidden sexy!! “I would love to spend some time with you remembering the past, but I am late for my morning run with Nii-san and Chiaki-senpai. And you know, the last one to arrive has to pay for the coffee afterwards. I already had to pay five times this month, and that was entirely your fault.”
Aira tried hard so that this would make sense. Since when were Hiiro and Rinne that close with Chiaki?? And a morning run??
Frozen in shock Aira didn’t react when Hiiro came closer. He wrapped his arm around Aira, and with the right hand guided Aira's hand, which was still holding the photo, to the nail on the wall.
Aira’s fingers were shaking when they hung it on the wall together.
“I hope we get many more anniversary photos”, Hiiro whispered way too close to Aira’s ear. He felt the goosebumps running all over his body.
Even though he didn’t know why, but his body suddenly reacted on its own. He leant back. Leant back against that firm body, that was still a bit cold from the shower, and smelt so so good. Aira closed his eyes. And suddenly there were warm lips on his ear again, kissing him softly. He gasped. Okay, he definitely had lost control over his body, because he would have never ever gasped! This was Hiiro! The idiot Hiiro!! His idiot Hiiro!! Who suddenly looked like a superstar idol. But it was still Hiiro! His Hiiro!
And Hiiro’s lips were kissing his neck. Hiiro! His Hiiro! His idiot Hiiro!
But those hot lips! Biting him so teasingly. How good it felt. Aira's hand shot up to Hiiro's hair, letting his finger touch that sexy undercut. Oh how good that felt as well!!
“Oh well, I guess I can pay a sixth time”, Hiiro whispered and Aira moaned loudly.
“Shiratori-kun?”
It wasn’t hot lips, but a rather a very cold hand touching his cheek.
“Shiratori-kun?”
Aira shot up in bed. Again. But this time he stared at a smiling Rei – a very weirdly smiling Rei. "UWAH?!"
“You had a pleasant dream, I suppose?” Rei asked and the smirk on his face spoke volumes, “Or was it a nightmare?”
“I… I am not sure”, Aira muttered, his heart still racing way too fast. What had that been? A dream? But it had felt so realistic! It didn’t feel like any other dream he had ever had before.
His hand touched the spot in his neck that had just been kissed by adult-dream-Hiiro. It was like he could still feel those burning hot lips...
“Mmh, it was your hatsuyume. It better have been a good one. You know your first dream in the year predicts the future”, Rei said with an underlying tone in his voice. Aira didn’t even dare to look at him… he hadn’t made the same noises in his sleep as he had in his dream, right? Right???
“I am sorry that I woke you up”, Rei said when Aira was still not reacting, “But Amagi-kun is waiting outside. He said he wanted to pick you up for the hatsumode and I am about to leave as well now.”
“Oh! Oh! Right!” Aira struggled to get out of bed. It was his normal dorm bed. He was back in his room. Everything was just like it was before he had been kidnapped - by his dreams. Aira looked at his legs. Yep. No growth spurt.
“Are you really alright?” Rei asked, his face still showing that he had definitely had seen or heard something that he wasn’t supposed to.
“Yes, yes”, Aira quickly said, grabbing his clothes from the cupboard in panic to avoid his glance, “Just… just overslept. My brain is still... still somewhere else.”
Rei still looked at him with that weird smile, but decided to finally drop the topic, “So then, I will be meeting with the others as well, I’m heading out too. We didn’t see each other yesterday though, so let me tell you now. I hope the New Year brings you a lot of joy and that you will reach all the goals you dream of. Be proud of what you have achieved, and keep your eyes straight ahead. There is still a long way to go for you and Alkaloid, but every step is worth it. And I hope that we keep getting along as roommates.”
“Ah!” Aira quickly ran back to Rei, to bow in front of him, “I really hope so too, Sakuma-senpai! Thank you, thank you for being so nice and kind to me for this past year and I hope we will get along as well this year.”
“Ku ku ku”, Rei gently ruffled his hair, “I have no doubts about that. But now, don’t let your friends wait.”
“Yes!”
Aira felt his cheeks blush – he was praised by the one and only Sakuma Rei!!! - when he ran into the bathroom. A fabulous start for the new year! The oversleeping was not the best start, but at least it was not a school day, and the others would wait for him. And he got praised by one of his favourite idols!! So that was definitely a win!
He stared at his image in the mirror. Rei always looked like an idol, even when it was a normal morning. Aira never really looked like one; at least he couldn't see it. He looked way too normal (though his cheeks were a bit red now, but this was because of Rei’s praising, never because of his dream!!). On the photos in his dreams, yes! He had seen the idol in him! But right now...
The earrings from the dream came back to his mind. What a nice idea… maybe he should suggest it to the others? But he was not sure if Tatsumi would be alright with it… maybe he should just do it? Without telling the others? Aira leant forwards and touched his ear. Hmm, maybe he would do it after the photo shooting, in case there would be an infection. Oh right, and his hairstyle had been different in the dream. Aira pushed his bangs to the side. His hair was not long enough to re-create that exact look with the ponytail, but he could see the resemblance. It didn’t look bad at all! A bit idol-like.
“Oh, Aira! That hairstyle really suits you well! Going to change it?”
Aira let out a small gasp when the unexpected intruder spoke with him.
Hiiro stood under the bathroom door – of course Aira hadn’t closed it!!! - and smiled at him so innocently. Just like in his dream; but at least this time he was dressed.
But the way he smiled at him… it was still the idiot Hiiro he knew, but somehow… yes. He could see the resemblance now. The face was still a bit too round, but one day he would grow into this very handsome man… one day he would have this very well-trained body… one day he would have those soft lips that…
“AH!” Aira let out a scream, his hand immediately touched the soft spot on his neck that dream-Hiiro had kissed again. And suddenly it was as if he could feel those lips on his neck again. Those soft lips nibbling on his skin, those strong arms wrapped around him, holding him close...
“Aira?”
“GAH! Don’t look at people when they are in the bathroom!” Aira screamed, slamming the door shut furiously. “And don’t walk around naked!”
“Hu? Aira? I am not naked? I am dressed!” Hiiro shouted through the door.
Aira let himself slide down against the door, his knees way too wobbly all of a sudden. “And don’t ever set Noisy Beep as your alarm clock! And don’t ever get an undercut!!” It looked way too good on him!! And how good it had felt to run his fingers all over it...
“Hu, I don’t get that?” Hiiro shouted back.
“And don’t ever… don’t ever...” Aira touched his neck, “Don’t ever...” His heart was beating way too fast.
“Don’t ever what?” Hiiro asked.
Aira clutched his shirt. What was that, that weird feeling in his chest... Don’t ever steal my heart! But he couldn't say that out loud. He knew why.