First Attempt, Kai-kun please =3

[Kirito]

He lost count of how many nights he had been wandering around night-time Tokyo. After Pierrot, Kirito had admitted the change suddenly brought onto him. Back then, he was the workaholic who had locked himself in the studio or his apartment composing and writing.

But not anymore. What was there left for him to carry on...?


His hair was a little astray by the breeze of the night when he stepped into the smokey club. This was his first time being in this particular one. But the mind-numbing atmosphere was something he really really needed. He was addicted to it like nicotine. Here, there were so many things that could turn his mind off and be unconscious to the whole cruel world.

Upon approaching the bar tender, he immediately ordered a glass of strong alcohol.

[Kai]

There were many things Kai could handle as being the leader of the Gazette, unfortunality, their new album recordings going missing and having to do the recording all over again, wasn't one of those.
With a frustrated sigh he swallowed the contents of his glass with one big gulp, smashing it down on the bar and immidiatly demanding another drink. His eyes scanning the crowd, hoping to find someone, a willing body to release his frustration on. But from all the pretty womans there wasn't one that looked apealing enough to him to try, take and break. No he needed more than a willing slut.
He growled lowly as again another girl tried to aproach him, who in return stared at him in shock and then turned around to leave as fast as possible.
"Yeah, run like that you little slut"He muttured as he shot a last glare in her direction and turned around only to see that his previously new full glass, was now gone.

[Kirito]

At first, he didn't pay attention to the people at the bar table. However, his dark eyes turned themselves towards a brown-haired stranger who seemed to be drinking himself away.

Kirito guessed he would soon be one to join him.

Getting hold of his glass, he threw his head back as he gulped it down. Wincing a little when the alcohol burned its way down his throat, he clanked it back down onto the counter.

When the other turned his head towards the unattractive chick, Kirito grinned and slipped his hand to take the glass unattended.

The mix of alcohol tasted odd, but arh well, he would have fun with this guy tonight.

Taking the free drink in one go, he spoke up over the music,

"Ay, you're in a spicy mood tonight aren't you?"

[Kai]

His glass, was gone. Kai stared at the empty spot for a moment, glaring at it as if it was the bar had swallowed his glass.

"Ay, you're in a spicy mood tonight aren't you?" Kai's head snapped up at the stranger, his eyes fell on his, HIS empty glass.

"You bastard" He growled, resisting the urge to just grab the others collar and lift him from his place. Afterall, he didn't knew this guy, nor his strenght, he would have to be carefull.

Deciding to ignore the other man he turned back, ordering another glass of strong alcohol.

[Kirito]

His grin widened as he crossed his legs, running his finger over the rim of the glass he had just drunk from.

"Is that how you introduce yourself to strangers?" he had a strange urge to heat up this guy. He wanted to have fun tonight.

Ordering another drink, he gulped it down too and hissed, "The name is Kirito." He waited for any sort of reaction. Although he wasn't egoistic, no one would deny that his name would remain unknown after being in the music scene for more than 10 years now.

[Kai]

With an anoyed look on his face, Kai turned back to the stranger, wishing the other would just levae him alone already.

"It's how i introduce myself to strangers who happen to steal my drink which I happened to like very much" He shot back glaring at the other.

Kirito...His eyes widened slightly when he realized, he knew this guy already. Well not really knew, but he had heard of him before. 'so that's why he looked familiar' he thought to himself, for a moment he thought about introducing himself too, but then changed his mind. This guy stole his drink afterall, and was ontop of that being very rude.

"Did anyone asked your name mister Kirito? Cause I certainly didn't need to know"

[Kirito]

Kirito let the other man's unfriendliness brush off his shoulders. Shrugging, he continued to swallow down his drinks.

"It's just that I don't want you to waste your energy coming up with nasty names for me."

Apparently, he wasn't going to get the other's name. But Kirito didn't mind. Strangers were good in a way. He liked the mysteriousness of it. In places like this one, the faces he saw would never appear in front of him the next day.

It had been a long long time ago that he would come here with his mates. It was so long ago that he could relax and laugh along with people he really knew and cared about.

Taking another glass of drink, he was prepared for a large bill tonight.

[Kai]

The way Kai's unfriendliness didn't even had a tiny bit effect on the other, irritated Kai even more.

"Fuck you" he growled, handing the bartender the money he had to pay before standing up, he had enough of this shit.

He didn't like being provoked like now, not when he was in a good mood and especially not when he was tipsy and in the worst mood ever.

And with one last flip of his middelfinger, he dissapeared into the crowd. Hoping to never see the other again. He left the club, imidiatly reaching into his pocket for cigarets, he needed a smoke, now.

Taking a long drag of it he walked through the dark streets, not caring where he went aslong as it wasn't home nor anywhere near the other.

[Kirito]

Kirito's gaze averted back to the man when he saw the other got up and flipped the finger at him. Under usual circumstances, he wouldn't even care.

He had endured something much more hurting than this. Two of his friends dear to him left him like this. Just got up and go...

The rocker turned his attention back to the bar counter. Downing the intoxicating liquids, he pushed everything out of his mind. Usually when he drank, he would have reminded himself not to go over his limit. But he cared less now.

No one cared anyway. They leave him anyway.

And all he could do was to push them away...

It had been hours and he sat alone at the counter. Everyone here had someone to laugh with, someone to share their thoughts with and someone to cling onto/ But he didn't.

Now that he was on his feet, he felt the surroundings swirled. But he didn't care. His cheeks flushed more when he met the cool air of the streets.

He had gone over the limit obviously and he knew he was not only tipsy by now.

"Why are you all walking away from me...??"

He was looking for company and he was sick and tired that he always ended up along.

[Kai]

A sigh left the drummers lips as he let his head rest against the wall obviously happy with the silence surrounding him. His cigarete dangled from his fingers as he gave everyone hat dared to pass by a warning glare. 'Dare to come one step closer and you'll lose the tiny bit of manlyness you have left' He thought wtih a smirk as he kept his cold glare on a man who attempted to come closer. Kai midly wondered what effect it would have if he suddenly started to bark or growl at the other man. But then inwardly shook his head, knowing his fierce glare would be enough.
He watched with a smirk how the stranger made up his mind and walked away as fast as possible without trying to end up dashing away.

He took another drag of his cigarete, wondering if maybe he should stop by somewhere to buy another pack when a whispered sentence reached his ears.

"Why are you all walking away from me...??" Snapping his head to the source of the sound he saw Kirito standing on the sidewalk.
He dropped his almost burned cigarete on the ground and walked towards the other.
"You fucking followed me?!" He exclaimed, feeling the anger rise in him.

[Kirito]

Seeing that it was that dark-haired boy he met back at the counter, Kirito swayed towards him. At least it was someone he "knew". If he was in the right mind, he wouldn't have done it. He would just walk off and never wanted to look this pathetic and desperate for some company.

"Stop walking off," he slurred, his hand rested on the brick walls to guide his way to the boy.

Everyone kept going away from him. They all left him with anger. Jun, Aiji... This wasn't the right time for those two faces to flash across his eyes.

[Kai]

Kai frowned and shook his head, turning on his heels and walking awaay. He was tired of this already. Why couldn't the other just leave him alone already. A loud crash made him turn around though. The other had loosed his balance and was now half laying on the ground, half lhanging against the brickwall.

He wanted to shrug it off, continue walking already but the way the other was sitting there so miserably and drunk lit up his leader instinct. 'He's a grown man, he can take care offhimself Kai' he told himself. But he couldn't surpress the images of Kirito getting attacked, robed, raped or found by fangirls, he couldn't leave him behind like this...
With a sigh he turned around again walking towards the other. "I'm crazy for doing this" He muttured under his breath as he grabbed Kirito's arm and tugged it, urging the man to stand up.
"Com on, let's get you somewhere safe" He mumbled and supported the other to try and keep standing up.

After a long walk, not that Kai's place was that far away, it just took longer with a drunk person hanging all over you and trying to keep both from falling each time the other stumbled, they finally at his appartment.

A relieved sigh left his lips as he could finally drop Kirito on the couch in his living room.
"Now stay there, don't move, don't touch anything, don't do anything at all, while I get something to eat and drink for us" He warned the other and walked into the kitchen.

[Kirito]

He slumped against the wall, still mumbling curses and questions to himself. This is not the first night he had gotten himself drunk. Back in those happy days, he partied with his mates until they were all out of their mind. But in those moments, none of those negative feelings emerged. When his life was ruined by the break-up, he shattered his dignity as well.

He didn't register a figure approached him and took hold of his arm, dragging him up and taking him to a safe home. Kirito had muttered some ragged words of resistance but his drunkeness couldn't allow him to literally push Kai away.

Slumping on the couch, he stayed there not moving. Groaning though, he turned his head to the side as he closed his eyes.

"Where the hell am I..??"