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Jun. 4th, 2010

A Re-Occuring Thing.

Peach Bubbles.
Chapter Three.
Pairing: Aiji x Maya
Rating: PG-ish? (It'll be iffy to some, I suppose.)
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own LM.C silly! :D If I did, do you think I'd be here? .___.;;
Summary: Aiji's being all emotional and playboy-ish. lol.
Author's Notes: I know, I know! I'm sorry. I haven't updated in a coon's age. And even worse... no sexy. D; I do have to say this is a really cute chapter, though. I wish I would've written it better, but I'm too sleepy. And I feel you all need to know I haven't forgotten about you. c: Well, you're welcome. ♥


What he said was exactly what I wanted to hear. And with that, I kissed him again. This one was just as eager as the other, but some how more... fierce. Only when I found myself on the bed did I back out.

Sensing my sudden discomfort, he pulled his face away from mine. “Too soon?” he laughed. I grabbed a pillow and hit him with it.

“Probably,” I smirked. He laughed again, and I joined him. I was so bubbling over with emotions, I felt like some one had filled my coffee cup up too much. I laid back against the bed, trying to collect my thoughts. Trying to figure out what was going on. I'm not going to lie, I was more than thrilled. But, what if he didn't want this? What if he didn't want to be with me on this sort of basis? “Aiji?”

He looked at me, still sitting up. “Yeah?”

“Is this a re-occurring thing?” I asked with an uncomfortable laugh siding the question.

He looked at me funny. I sat up, scooting closer to him. “A re-occurring thing? You mean like dating stuff?” For something like that, he spoke too casually. I nodded.

With a cute smile he leaned over and kissed my cheek. “We'll see.”

He stretched and got up, walking to the door. He stopped there, turning back around to look at me. I must of looked pitiful. You know, like a lost puppy or something. “Come on, Ma. Let's go do something,” he said, so graciously giving me one of his pretty little smiles.

“Wanna see a movie?” he asked after I didn't say anything. My heart jumped. Dirty bastard with his mixed signals and cocky attitude. I took in a huge breath and stood up.

“Sure, sure. Lemme get ready first.” He nodded and stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him. That door seemed to deepen the distance between us in more ways than one.



We decided that going to see a movie wasn't really what we wanted to do. So, instead we went to the book store. (My favorite place ever, because of the huge Starbucks.) Usually, we never went out together, especially during the day because we were too afraid of getting horded by fans. But, with our snippy disguises nothing could go wrong!

Yeah, I know. They're not all that great...

Ignoring the fact that the awkward silence was slicing through me like a butter knife cuts through butter, I skipped to the door of the shop. Smiling all the way. I had to at least act like this sort of situation didn't bother me. Aiji lopped behind me. He seemed to be more upset than I thought. Why would he be upset?

“What's wrong, Aiji-boo?” I asked in a cute voice as he got to the door. We walked inside. I love the smell of these places. Coffee plus books equals one hell of a time.
For Maya, anyway.

“Oh. Nothing.” He finally said.

I shook my head. “Nothing? Yeah, right.”

He started pulling me towards the manga section. I was running low on my supply of Hitman Reborn! “Eh, I don't know,” he said, pulling a colorful looking book from the shelf. I wanted to put my arms around him and hug him tightly, but I wasn't sure if that kind of behavior was alright. A dejected sigh escaped me and I walked off.
"Let him brew in whatever stupid feelings he's got."

I went to look at the lovey lovey stuff on the other side of the store. Don't ask me why. I guess, I also wanted to brew.

“I should read a story about a pretty dragon and her sexy vampire lover,” I said out loud. “Someone should seriously write that. I'd buy it.” I popped a lollipop into my mouth, searching through the titles. “All the saaame....”

After finding nothing and drifting off to the magazines, I was pretty sure that Aiji just plain didn't care. Thirty whole minutes. Thirty minutes! before I saw him again. (I know, it's hard to stay together at a book store, but still...) I was looking at a magazine with us on it. And I was lost in my own biography. Haha. I'm so conceited.

“Maya, I'm sorry,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around my back. I sighed, leaning against him. There he goes with those mixed signals again.

“Sorry for what?”

“Sorry for not being with you,” he said. There are so many ways you can interpret that statement. I took it as him not spending time with me when it was his flippin' idea to come out anyway. I laughed, turning around to face him.

“Well, we should go do something else then,” I said, starting to walk towards the exit. He followed me, saying something about how I always complain about coming here for the coffee and I didn't even get any. I just smiled. 



The park. Mmmmmhhmm!! We were going to the park. And the park is definitely the most couple oriented place in this town.

Aiji held my hand the entire time. Again with the mixed signals...  I was no better, though. I snuggled up to him like he was my panda pillow. There's only so much a boy can take when it's freezing out.

We made our way to a cute little bench. I was so-- worried? Is that a good word? I mean, one half of me wanted to completely attack Aiji, and the other half just wanted to run away and hide under a rock. My nervous level was off the Rector. And to make things even better, a couple not two meters from us stopped just to kiss. I made an audible gulp, causing Aiji to look my way. He giggled, tugging at my sleeve. We sat down and almost instantly he was kissing me.


I was so taken aback, I yelped. He just laughed and continued his little feast of my face. After a minute, I started kissing back. But, before this started to get nasty, he pushed away. I had to laugh at that. I wiped my face and looked at him with this kind of expression ---> o___o” Now, he was rolling.

“Oh, Maya! You're so funny,” he chuckled, shaking his head.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

“I'm sorry, I just had to. You look so cute with that scarf!” he giggled again, pulling the scarf so it covered my face. I swatted at him.

“That's right. I'm the cutest thing you'll ever see,” I teased, sticking my tongue out at him. He pinched my nose and laid his head on my shoulder.

“Yes,” he said, closing his eyes and smiling. I wrapped my arms around him.

“Yes, what?” I asked. Unsure if he meant by what I said a second ago or something else.


“Yes, it's a re-occurring thing.”

May. 15th, 2010


Peach Bubbles.
Chapter Two.
Pairing: Aiji x Maya
Rating: PG-ish? (It'll be iffy to some, I suppose.)
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own LM.C silly! :D If I did, do you think I'd be here? .___.;;
Maya and Aiji kiss. ♥ 


When I woke up, it wasn't a surprise to find that Aiji was gone. Though, I felt such a sadness, my stomach starting aching. Finally, I was able to lug myself out of bed. My feet hit the cold floor, but I wasn't going to bother freaking about the temperature change. I looked over at the empty spot where he was, and again: the sadness. It really hadn't gone away, just increased.

In the hallway, I could here something. It was coming from the kitchen. I thought, instantly, that Moco had gotten into something he shouldn't of. But when I walked into the light-filled room, I saw him. Aiji was leaning against the counter, a coffee mug in his hand. I was so suddenly filled with happiness that I felt sick. Funny, yeah? I shook my head, and walked up to the island. “You stayed,” I said, grinning. Aiji looked up from the floor as though he had just noticed I'd arrived.

“Why would I leave?” he asked. I could see a certain something in his beautiful eyes, but nothing I could detect.

“Because...” At that moment, I realized: No Maya! If you tell him why he should of left then he'll know! (Yeah, he'll know that I'm in love with him. Haa... Of course he will.) When I looked at him again, he was waiting for me to finish. Half of me said “go!” the other half “don't you dare...”

“You do realize you slept in my bed with me, right?” I was worried about what he'd say to this.

“Hmm... I don't see the problem. If there is one, of course,” he smirked, sipping from the cup.

Ugh! So nonchalant. Well, maybe he was right. I mean, there really isn't a problem unless he thinks there is, so... I'm freaking out for no reason. “Oh. Yeah, no problem,” I nodded shyly towards him.

To my good fortune I had realized that today was Sunday; my day off. And that meant it was Aiji's day off too. I wondered if he'd stay any longer, or just go home after I fed him. (Maybe I shouldn't feed him, so he'll never leave. Yeah, that might work.) “Sooo, when you going home?” I asked, stepping over in front of my refrigerator.

He yawned and said, “Dunno. When do you want me to go home, Ma?”

I blushed. Trying to keep it hidden, I searched through the fridge. “Right now, Aiji!” I yelled, then started laughing. “No, I don't care. You can stay all day if you want.” I smiled at him. He seemed pleased at this and turned to put his cup in the sink.

“Then all day it is. I don't have anything to do anyway” he laughed, walking off towards the living room. I know he's been here before, but he really makes himself at home.

“Please don't order anything naughty,” I yelled after him. “Like last time...” I mumbled, shaking my head. The story behind that is: one day, me and him had thought it really funny to trash my house. Don't ask why, because I couldn't tell you. We were just... being stupid in the simplest sense. Well, my dearest Aiji ordered American porn. I think he wanted to embarrass me, run up my cable bill, and laugh his ass off. He successfully completed all three. The second I heard women screaming in my living room, I ran in. My TV was tainted with... uh- you don't want to know. Turns out, running up my cable was just what that did. The next time I received the thing in the mail, it had gone up by ¥1,849. (That's only, $20, don't worry... Damn expensive porn.) But still! It was too much to me. In the end, Aiji was not allowed near my TV, and he still isn't. So, you can see why I have to take precautions.

Laughing, he said, “No promises!”

I shook my head again, and closed the fridge door. I wasn't all that hungry at the time. I walked into the living room and sat next to him. He wasn't topless anymore, though it wouldn't of been a problem if he was. I thought to myself: What if you flirted with him, Maya? That would be fun! Maybe he'd even flirt back. So, thinking of this, I laid my head against his shoulder. I know, before I had been so nervous and scared, but he seemed not to care at all. I peered up at him, now, he was smiling and looking at the TV. He was watching some stupid new drama called Buzzer Beat. Which I had no interest in, whatsoever. (Even though I recorded it...)

Because I had no interest in it whatsoever, I continued my little flirting. I nuzzled my face against his arm, hoping he'd get annoyed with me eventually. And he did. “Ma, stop. I'm trying to watch this,” he said, pointing to the colorful box. I ignored him. Now, I laid my head on his lap and stretched out on the couch.

“Aiji-san, my lollies are aaall the way in my room. Can you go get them for me?” I asked, trying to make my super sad face. For a minute, he didn't even look at me, but when he did I knew he saw my “kitten-face.” (which he can't resist.)

“Why can't you get 'em?”

“Because... It's too far for me. You have to!” I covered my face, peeking through my fingers at him.

“Haa... Where are they exactly?”

“Yay!” I wrapped my arms around his thin waist the best I could in this position. He laughed. I felt his fingers against my hair. Again, the blush crept up into my cheeks. “They're on my dresser. Right next to that little, black bunny thing.”

“Mkay. Neh, get off me.” He pried my arms from around himself and stood up. I lay on the couch, staring after him. I got a devious thought then, “I'm gonna follow him into my room.” There, I might be able to tell him how I feel. Or... show him.

I crawled off the couch and sauntered after him. I tried to keep quiet, I didn't really want him to know he was being followed. I trailed into my room after him. Unfortunately, he didn't seem surprised to see me. Instead, he said:

“Maya, why did you make me come in here if you were gonna come in here anyway?” I clapped my hands together and bowed.

“My apologies, Shinji-sama. I hope I haven't upset you.” (I was just picking on him.)

“You sure have! Here, take your lollipop,” he said shoving it at me. When I went to take it, my fingers brushed up against his. He looked up at me after this, and I him. At first, I thought this was nothing. But, I leaned. He leaned. And our lips touched. Of course, I thought this to be the funniest way to kiss someone. Right after you had made them mad, you kiss them. Makes it all better, right? Well, it had. The poor lollipop was long forgotten, laying on the floor. His hands were sitting at my hips. My hands were wrapped up in his hair. We had already moved so quickly to make it a stronger kiss. I knew I was doing it because I had wanted it for awhile now. It was all I could think of.

In the progression of the kiss, I had managed to get my friend to open his slender lips enough for my tongue. I slid it in, running it over Aiji's own. He seemed to purr at this, making me smirk. I gently bit the older male's lip, and he pulled away. “Maya, what- what was that?”

I felt so ashamed and embarrassed, I could of died. But, hadn't he leaned too?

“I- uhm... It was a kiss, I believe.” We were still close together at this point. Almost like how Americans dance at their proms, I suppose.

“A kiss? I didn't know you liked me,” he smiled.

Of course I like you, dummy! “Yeah, who knew?” I was blushing beyond belief, now. In a worried huff, I laid my head against his chest. “I'm sorry...” I whispered.

“Sorry for what?”

“The kiss.”

“But, I leaned too, Ma.”


I knew, then, that the feelings I had for him were true ones. And, my question was answered: He liked me too.

May. 7th, 2010

Boku no Aiji

Peach Bubbles.
Chapter One.
Pairing: Aiji x Maya
Rating: PG-ish? (It'll be iffy to some, I suppose.)
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own LM.C silly! :D If I did, do you think I'd be here? .___.;;
Summary: Maya realizes his feelings for Aiji after getting drunk. 8D (plus, they have a sleep-over.)


I looked out on the crowd, it was roaring. So much life and energy, it made me sing better; perform better. I had always wondered what made these people love me (and my band) so much. I was just an ordinary guy with an ordinary life. Well, other than the fact that I was famous behind my dreams. In any case, it amazed me. These people craved to know what I was doing every moment of every day. Half of me thought it was weird, and the other half thought, “I wish I loved someone like that.” Yeah, I really do wish I had someone like that. I don't think I'll ever find one.

But, sometimes, when I'm on stage and I look out at the people in front of me and then look behind me to the people I've known most of my career I think, “You have someone like that, Maya. You have your band.” Yes, I do have my band. Aiji, DENKI, Yuya, and everyone else, but that's not what I mean. I want... well, I want a girlfriend. Or something like that. I've never had much luck with them; I've never had much luck with people. And, at thirty-one I think it's about time I look.

I stared at myself in the mirror after I thought this. I looked at myself for a long time thinking about how people say I look odd. Do I really? I think I look fine. When I looked at the mirror again, I saw someone else there: Aiji. He was smiling down on me like he approved. He congratulated me on such a great live and then told me I sounded amazing as usual. Of course, I almost expected him to say this, but today (after I had thought about all those things) I took what he said to heart. I kept my eyes on him and said, “You too! I love how good you are at guitar, Aiji. I'm jealous.” I winked when I said the last thing and he laughed.

“Well, at least you can play, neh?” he said, patting my back. I nodded and stood up. “You should come out drinking with us. You seem to always miss out on that,” he said looking almost sad. Immediately, I felt bad. I couldn't refuse him again, because I did miss out on the drinking after shows. It wasn't really because I didn't want to, more that I was afraid I'd do something stupid. Either way, I knew I had to go this time. “Just don't drink TOO much, Maya,” I told myself.

“Okay,” I said, smiling. Aiji looked completely delighted which made butterflies crawl around inside my stomach.

“'Ey! He's coming with us this time!” he called to the rest of the group. They all laughed and told me it was about time. I just smiled and tried not to look too embarrassed.




At the bar, Aiji and I sat next to each other across from Yuya, Jun, and DENKI. (Ken had decided it was better for him to go home. He didn't feel good...) Anyway, we all sat and talked about stupid things and drink nonstop. Honestly, I was having such a good time I didn't even care that we were drinking so much. I did realize that I was laughing much too hard at everything Aiji said. Thankfully, they took it as me being drunk off my ass. But, really, I was laughing because I realized something: I was in love with him. I wasn't laughing because what he said was funny at all, I was laughing because I was so hopelessly in love with this man it hurt.

After we had calmed down and were deciding which one of us was able to drive, Aiji looked at me smiling again. It took everything from me not to blush and look away, but I just blushed and stared at him. “Maya, do you think I should- I should drive you home?” he asked me, having to pause in the middle due to the alcohol stripping his memory of words. I didn't know what to say. He was clearly as drunk as I was, and I didn't understand why anyone hadn't remembered we could just get a cab. I didn't want to sound rude, though. Nor did I want to hurt his feelings. Just as I was about to speak, Jun spoke up.

“Dude... Let's just get a bus or something.”

“Yeah. Or something!” laughed Yuya, who was trying to turn that into a sexual joke. (It didn't work...) Everyone laughed with him. I thought, “Thank god! I was about to be toast.”

We all hunted down a cab, one for DENKI, one for Yuya and Jun, and one for me and Aiji. I was so afraid, and yet, so excited. What if something “happened?” How amazing that would be! But, I couldn't count on it. For all I know, Aiji could have a girlfriend... or even a boyfriend at that. Turns out, he didn't.

After we were both settled into the smelly old taxi, Aiji started laughing uncontrollably. I didn't know if it was because I was really funny or if he was just really drunk. Either way, he was all over the place.

“Maya-taaaan...” he whined, “get me something else to drink.” Of course, I didn't think it was a good idea. If that boy had one more sip of alcohol, he'd pass out. Or ever worse: throw up. So, instead of yelling, “NO!” I simply ignored the fact that he asked me. To my surprise, he didn't ask again. “So, tell me, why did you decide come out with us this time?” he questioned, leaning against my shoulder.

“I didn't think it would be polite to say no again,” I said. I tried to keep my voice steady. Damn drinks...

“Ou. That's it?” He sounded upset.

I looked up at him and then instantly away. “Well...” What was I going to say? I couldn't tell him I was afraid of looking stupid, (because that clearly wouldn't of mattered) and I couldn't tell him that it had nothing to do with him. Unfortunately, I only realized I was hopelessly in love with him after the first four shots. Of course, he could just be flirting with me because he was drunk. I wouldn't know. “Well, I wanted to hang out with you. I mean, we never hang out much other than at photo shoots or something,” I said, mustering up a smirk. I could have sworn I saw him blush.

“Ou. That's better,” he laughed. I laughed too. My eyes met the window. We were close to my house. Did I even tell the guy where to go? That didn't matter, I guess. In another moment he pulled up to my driveway.

"Awww!!! Maya, you're leaving me...." Aiji grabbed my arm, pouting. I couldn't believe he didn't want me to go.

"Demo... Aiji-san, you need to go home and sleep." His face only turned poutier.

"Can't-Can't I just stay with you? What if I fall!" He started pushing me out of the car now. I shook my head.

"Haa... Fine. But only because I'm worried about you," I said firmly. He almost squealed. I laughed at him. "You're such a drunk, Aiji."

"But I'm your drunk," he giggled. I blushed and shook my head again. Stupid man, making me blush like a horny little school girl. I paid the cab guy, and pulled Aiji up to the door. He leaned against the brick wall, trying to stay up, I suppose. As soon as I opened the door, Moco attacked Aiji with his 'hugs.' Aiji only laughed and tried to get away from him. I grabbed Moco's collar and yanked him inside (as well as Aiji.)

Thankfully, my house wasn't a mess. My creepy maid-lady had cleaned it up just yesterday. Yeah, she's really weird. She smells my pillows. In any case, I put Aiji on the couch in the living room and told him to stay off the hot lava. He looked horrified and glared at the white carpet. (Poor guy.) I went into the kitchen to refill Moco's water bowl. After that was done, I walked back into the living room and sat down next to my drunk-ass friend.

"How in the hell are you doing that?" he asked me.

At first, I had no idea what he was talking about, then it hit me: the 'lava.' I laughed and patted his head, "I'm magic, dear." He looked confused then fell over, laughing. It amazed me that I was somehow not as drunk as I had been. Maybe it was my new sense of purpose. I wasn't all too sure, but it was helping.

"Oooh... I am tired! Where can I sleep?" he asked me, sitting up again. I thought for a moment. He could certainly sleep in my bed, but that would be weird. And then, where would I sleep? With him? Just the thought made my ears red. There's the guest room, but... it's kinda messy. I couldn't decide. "Can I sleep with you, Ma?" His voice was muffled, (he was laying face-down in my lap now) and he sounded tired all together. I considered it.

"Hmm... I guess so. As long as you don't steal all my covers," I said cutely. He tried to laugh, but I knew he wasn't up to it. Hangover, here we come! Wow, that's kind of sad. Anyway, I grabbed him; well, more made him stand up because I WAS NOT carrying him, and walked to my room. I dropped him off on my bed. He groaned and tried finding the place where the pillows were. "You want to sleep in your clothes, Aiji?" I asked him.

"No..." he sighed. Without warning, he began stripping. Shirt off, then pants; lucky for me he stopped there. I couldn't help the fire in my cheeks. There, my best friend was mostly naked on my bed. How do you think that looked? He didn't seem to care, though. He climbed under the covers (on my side, mind you) and snuggled up to my pillow. I sighed and began stripping too. (I put a shirt on, though, 'cause I'm a good boy.)

I climbed in next to him, but tried not to get too close. He was already out, and I'm sure he would freak when he found out he had slept in my bed with me last night. I wonder what the rest of the guys are thinking. They're probably too drunk to care either.

Before I actually fell asleep, I stared at him for a long time. He looked pretty funny, drooling, eyes half closed. Yep, he looked like a total guy. I couldn't help wondering if he thought of me the way I thought of him. But before I could ponder on that thought any further, I fell asleep.


Aiji, Aiji, Aiji-san! Ai-shi-teru, nya! ~

Apr. 24th, 2010

Maya Cosplay. :c

Okaaaayyy...... I have a serious question regarding LM.C. We all know that Ma likes to walk around in a medical mask and 'uber huge sunglasses.♥ But I've never actually seen what he's wearing below the waist. o-o (especially in that attire)

--This is the picture I'm going off of--

Anyway, I have the jacket, the hat, the mask, the gloves, EVERYTHING except the pants&shoes. Does anyone have any suggestions on what I should do for these things?

Another question I have: My hair is about the same style as Maya's so there's no point in me getting a wig or anything. I was planning on temporarily dying my hair that blonde (along with the pink), but I'm a little afraid it won't wash out right, like it won't go away. xD. If anyone has temporarily dyed their hair, please tell me your outcome. o.o I gotta know by July.(going to Otakon) ~

And ANOTHER thing, can you get your hair temporarily dyed at a hair salon? o3o

Thank you. D':