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Title: Catch a Falling Star (2/2)
Chapter: Part 2 of 2 due to LJ post limits, Part 1 is here.
Author: Boots
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Fantasy/sci-fi AU, urban fantasy, romance, smut
Warnings: Male/male sex, rimming
Pairing: Shou X Kai/Kai X Shou
Disclaimer: Boys belong to PS Company, I own the story only.
Summary: Kai has been plagued by strange dreams of an alien spaceship crash and its aftermath ever since he was a teenager. Why do they keep coming back, and why do they get stronger after his romantic encounters with Shou?
Comments: Literally, this idea came to me in a dream and demanded to be written up. (And that’s two Kai/Shou pieces in a row for me. Still feeling the effects of aleksiina_26’s delicious vampire smut fic with these two). Split in two because of LJ’s post limits.


Kai hated hospitals. Most reasonable people did, of course, unless they were working in one – and Kai suspected a lot of them hated it, too, they just were in the medical profession for the prestige and money.

He’d enter hospital buildings only under very specific circumstances. His lover of the past two years having surgery was one of them.

Not just any surgery, mind you – Shou was facing one of the most frightening things for a vocalist, having his tonsils removed. Kai had reassured him that the doctors knew what they were doing, that they were aware of his profession, that they wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize it.

“It’s not just a profession to me, Kai,” Shou said. “It’s a calling. It’s half the reason why I’m here.”

Here? Kai thought. It seemed odd phrasing. He had to have meant “half my reason for living.”

“Half the reason?” Kai said. “What’s the other half?”

Shou was silent for a long moment, then gave Kai a sunny smile and said, “You, of course.”

Shou was a mess after the surgery – unable to speak, vomiting blood. Kai stayed by him every moment that he could, until the doctors threw him out. He’d have to put in double the time working after Shou was better, of course – no way in hell could his band get off-schedule – but it was worth it.

Especially since Shou’s own bandmates didn’t come to see him – except Nao, who started coming halfway through Shou’s hospital stay.

“It’s not that they don’t love him,” he told Kai. “They love him a ton. Maybe too much.”

“What do you mean?” Kai said.

“I mean, they can’t bear to see him in pain,” Nao said. “Especially Tora – he’s known him the longest.”

Kai was quiet. If a member of his own band was going through this – Ruki having a similar surgery, one of the string players having an operation on his hand – Kai would be there every day, offering support, regardless of whether the other person was visibly suffering.

“You’ve got to understand something about Shou,” Nao said, walking over to Shou’s dresser to rearrange some of the floral arrangements he’d been sent. “He’s not like any guy I’ve ever known – like any guy any of us have known. His emotions sometimes, well – they’re contagious.”

Kai frowned. “You mean, if he’s happy, everyone around him is happy?”

“Yes,” Nao said. “But not just because they see him happy. It’s almost like his brain transmits emotions and everyone else receives them. So if they came here with him this unhappy . .. .”

“But you’re not affected?” Kai said.

“Of course I am,” said Nao. “But I’m the leader, aren’t I? I have to overcome things like that.” He looked over his shoulder at Kai. “Don’t you have anyone like that in your band?”

No, Kai didn’t have anyone like that. Okay, Aoi did sometimes influence the mood of the entire band, but that was because when Aoi was unhappy, people on the other side of the world knew it.

I wonder why he doesn’t affect me like that? Kai thought. Maybe it’s just a band chemistry thing. He knew full well that a band very often had to think with one mind.

“Anyway,” Nao said, “I’m going down to get Shou some ice cream. You want some, too?”

* * *

On the last day of Shou’s convalescence, the doctor told Kai (the staff seemed to be under the impression that Kai was Shou’s brother, and Kai didn’t correct them) that Shou was healing at a rate he’d never seen before.

“I don’t know what it is,” he said. “Maybe it’s just the will to get back to singing again.”

“He will sing, won’t he?” Kai said.

The doctor nodded. “Better than ever, in fact. His voice will be a lot more clear.”

Kai let out a sigh of relief. “I’ll tell him,” he said.

“Just tell him not to rush back too soon,” the doctor said. “Oh, he’ll have someone at home to help him out the first few days so he can rest, right?”

“Right,” Kai said. Never mind that person was Kai himself.

He went back in the room to tell Shou the good news. He did, indeed, look much better, sitting up in bed reading a book, glasses perched adorably on his nose. He glanced up when Kai entered.

“You can go home tomorrow,” Kai said.

“And?” Shou’s voice, though it was starting to heal, was still a whisper.

“And you’ll be able to sing once you’re fully recovered,” Kai said. “Better than ever.”

Shou let out a long sigh, dropping the book to the blanket, and sagged to the bed in relief

Kai leaned over and kissed his forehead. “I have to go for a while,” he said. “I have business to take care of at the office. But I’ll come back tonight to help you pack up.”

Shou nodded, giving Kai a sweet smile. Kai turned to leave.

But as he was on his way out the door, he thought he heard his lover whisper something very strange: “This body is so limiting.”

* * *

He was walking through the woods, getting closer and closer to the blue glow. It seemed to elude him, though – the more he walked toward it, the further away it moved.

“It’s all right,” the voice of the alien said. “You’ve passed a major test. You will be allowed to know very soon.”

“Know what?” Kai said. “Who I have to save? Didn’t I just do that? When I supported Shou through what he went through – wasn’t that saving him?”

“Sometimes, what you seek is not the obvious, but what’s behind it.”

Riddles. The thing always spoke in riddles. “What did you mean by that?” Kai said. “Tell me!”

“You do not know?” said the alien. “You will.”

“No!” Kai said. “I want answers! I want . . .”

He sat up suddenly in his bed again. No, their bed – only Shou wasn’t in it. At least, he wouldn’t be until tomorrow.

Kai leaned over, panting, hugging his knees. That Dream only came back now when he and Shou were separated, but when it happened, it was as vivid and confusing as ever. He’d never told his lover about it. Maybe he should. Maybe Shou would have insights about it, now that he knew Kai so well.

He stumbled toward the bathroom, the blue glow filling his mind again, so close, yet so far. . . .

When would he be allowed to know whatever it was he was supposed to know?

* * *


Shou being backstage at one of GazettE’s shows was a common occurrence by now. His schedule didn’t always allow him to attend the tour finales – just like Kai’s schedule didn’t always allow him to attend Shou’s – but he made sure he put in an appearance for at least one stop on each tour.

Always, when Kai came off stage, Shou would rush toward him and embrace him, fully, whispering to him that he was great, that the band was great, that they just kept on getting better and better.

Off to the side, Reita and Aoi watched. “Geez, he must really love him,” Reita said. Kai had been playing hard for two hours plus. He was drenched, head to toe, in sweat. He didn’t exactly smell like a rose right now – and yet, Shou was hanging all over him.

Aoi gave him a whack on the side of the head. “Dummy, don’t you see what that is? It’s a tactic to drag him into the shower – Shou’s going to have to shower with him because they’re both nasty. Now none of the rest of us will be able to wash up because those two will be fucking in there.”

“There’s more than one shower in this place,” Reita said.

“Good,” said Aoi. “Just wear earplugs when you use it. Unless, of course, you want to hear them acting like a porno.”

“I never see you bring earplugs in the shower,” Reita said.

“Maybe I like my porn,” Aoi retorted.

Over in the corner, the two lovers were still kissing, cuddling and whispering endearments. The shower would happen, all right – just not right away.

* * *

Kai leaned his head against the back of the armchair, letting out a moan. The upholstered fabric was mildly scratchy against his naked skin, but he didn’t mind a bit.

Not when Shou was kneeling on the floor between his parted legs, talented mouth wrapped around Kai’s cock, sucking him hard.

Kai raised his head and looked down at the tawny head moving up and down, hardness sliding in and out of those plush, perfect lips. There was nothing more delicious than a man who could be angel and whore at the same time.

The moist heat enveloping him slid away, only to be replaced by a velvety tongue running up and down his length, teasing sensitive areas, building and building the heat within him.

“Shou,” Kai gasped. “You need to . . .”

Shou raised his head. “Stop if I want you to fuck me?” Oh, the sweet way he said something so dirty . . .

“Yes,” Kai said.

Shou reached for the arm of Kai’s chair, found the condom, and rolled it onto Kai’s hardness. He reached for the lube . . . but instead of putting it on Kai’s fingers, he put it on his own.

Shou turned around, bent over, and gave Kai a sweet smile over his shoulder – before making a big show of sliding his finger into his own ass.

“Oh, my God,” Kai gasped, watching his lover finger himself, fuck himself, the long, slender digits disappearing into that tight hole – first one, then two, moving in and out, a self-induced pleasure that was, ironically, for the pleasure of another.

His lover was always full of surprises.

“Oh,” Shou moaned. “Kai . . .” He tipped his own hips backward, trying to fuck his fingers harder.

Suddenly, Kai felt like he could see through space and time, watch Shou alone in his room when one of them was on tour and the other left at home. Oh, God, as if his cock couldn’t get any harder . . .

He grabbed the lube, slicking a finger, and pushed it in beside Shou’s two. There was something so wicked, so naughty, so beyond normal intimacy about doing this, about both of them moving the fingers in and out.

“Yes,” Shou moaned. “I love your hands . . .”

“Tell me why,” Kai murmured.

“They’re so big. Like your cock.”

“That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I want your cock, I want all of it . . .”

The fingers thrust harder, opening Shou up carefully, preparing him to take Kai’s considerable size. Finally, when they both felt he was ready, they both slid them out, and Shou turned so he was leaning over with his hands on the chair arms, bracing himself.

Kai quickly lubed his cock, leaning over Shou and gripping his hips. He knew he had to push in slowly and carefully because of his size, and that was slow, delicious torture to him.

He heard Shou’s low gasp of his name as he filled him, little by little. He felt the tight heat encase him, the slight trembling of Shou’s body.

Kai’s head dropped down to his lover’s shoulder as they paused, breathing heavily, letting Shou’s body adjust to the loveliest of invasions.

And then, Kai started a slow thrust, gripping Shou’s hips again, looking down at him as he moved within him – leaning over, ass tipped up toward his lover, as beautiful in submission as he was in dominance.

Even after they’d been together for some time, he still felt like he was the luckiest man in the world whenever he looked at his lover.

Kai began to speed up, pushing into Shou harder, hands moving down over smooth skin, caressing his thighs. A low, luscious moan reached his ears, and it made Kai answer with one of his own, knowing that right now, Shou was as lost in pleasure as he was.

He felt the other man thrust against him, and it made him thrust harder, cock sliding through that heat that gripped and caressed him. They were totally lost in wild abandon now, unaware of anything in the world except each other.

Kai leaned over so his chest would be pressed against Shou’s back, feeling more skin-to-skin contact, and that made Shou moan with excitement, thrusting his hips backward faster.

“Close,” Shou gasped. “Kai . . .”

Kai responded by wrapping his fingers around his lover’s cock, running them along the shaft, feeling the patterns of veins, the slight throbbing as Shou got closer, and closer, and . . .

He arched back, crying out, and that passageway gripped Kai so hard that he hurtled over the edge after him, thrusting into his lover’s body hard one final time as he was filled with one pulse of ecstasy after another, so intense, always so intense with him . . .

Wrapping his arms around Shou’s waist, Kai turned them both around, then tumbled back to the chair, pulling his lover into his lap. They embraced, Shou’s head falling down to Kai’s shoulder.

The post-coital cuddle was an important ritual for them. They never went without it, even if they were just managing a “quickie” between appointments.

“I love you,” Kai said.

“I love you, too,” Shou murmured, snuggling against Kai some more. Kai smoothed his hand over his hair . . .

And suddenly, a thought popped into his head, seemingly from nowhere – but it was logical, really. And inevitable. And, in a way, very beautiful.

“Shou,” he said, “I want to take you to meet my mother.”

Shou just opened his eyes slowly, looking at Kai with curiosity.

“Don’t worry,” Kai said. “She knows and understands my preferences. She even said to me when I was a teenager that if I brought a guy home, she’d welcome him as her son. And we’ve been together long enough that now, well . . . it’s time. I want you to be her son.”

Shou dropped his head and closed his eyes. “Yes,” he said.

“Yes?” Kai said.

Shou nodded, eyes still closed. “It’s time,” he said.

Kai cuddled him closer. It was settled, then. They were both done with work fairly early tomorrow, and had the day after off. He’d get online as soon as they’d recovered from this encounter and make the train reservations.

It was only much later that he thought, for just a fleeting moment, that there was something a bit odd about Shou’s tone when he said “It’s time” – as if he were talking about more than meeting an in-law.

* * *

“I used to work at that restaurant right over there,” Kai said as the train pulled into the station. “It was my first job after quitting school.”

“What did you do?” Shou said.

“I was a chef’s assistant,” Kai said. “Which is a fancy way of saying that I chopped vegetables for other people.”

The sun was setting as they stepped onto the platform. His mother wouldn’t be home yet – she taught private music lessons until the early evening – so they’d be making the trip to his childhood home on foot, just like in the old days.

“I can show you a few other places on the way,” Kai said. “My old school, and the music store I used to go to, and . . .”

Those woods. They’d be cutting past those woods. Past the very setting of That Dream. Wait, why was he worried about that? It was only a dream. One that kept coming back and mutating, sure, but it didn’t have any bearing on real life, right?

The two walked along, Kai chatting and pointing out places along the way. Shou seemed, well, very quiet for him. Maybe worried about meeting his mother-in-law for the first time. Well, that was understandable, even though Kai had told him he had nothing to worry about.

And then, they hit the stretch of road leading past the woods. Kai swallowed hard. Why were the prickles on his neck standing up? Why was he expecting something to happen? Why was the moon just the tiniest of slivers, the stars mostly hiding behind clouds, just like that night?

Furthermore, why was Shou leaving the road? Wait, what? Yes, he was turning and walking off into the woods – just like that, without a single word.

Walking . . . at the very point where the spacecraft had crashed.

“Shou?” Kai said. “Wait, what are you doing? You’re going the wrong way!”

“No, I’m not.” There was an odd quality to his voice. Like someone sleepwalking, caught in his own dream.

“Yes, you are! The path is over there!”

“The path isn’t always obvious. You should know that by now.”

“What the hell are you saying?” Oh, my God, something was wrong with Shou. This wasn’t like him at all. Wandering off? Spouting gibberish? That was the kind of rhetoric, the kind of riddles, he usually heard from . . .

Shou was walking faster now, much faster, and Kai almost had to run to keep up. And all that was in his mind was an image of the alien’s face, that thing that looked like a stuffed sock with eyes, nose and mouth on it . . .

The eyes. Not quite Japanese. Not quite Western.

Oh, holy SHIT.

The very shape of Shou’s eyes.

“No,” he said aloud. “No, it’s not possible!”

Shou turned, slowly, and looked at Kai. “But anything is possible, isn’t it?”

“You can’t be him!” Kai said. “You can’t be! This isn’t happening, is it? I’m going to wake up in my bed, like I always do, and . . .”

“Kai.” Shou reached out, his voice sounding soft and tender again. Sounding like Shou, the man he loved. “Come on, sit, we have to talk.”

“Talk?” Kai said. “Why didn’t we talk before?”

“You weren’t ready for it,” Shou said.

“What makes you think I’m ready now?” This wasn’t like Kai. The rock-steady Leader-san was gone, gone, gone with the wind. Goodbye, ocean of calm that dealt with everything from malfunctioning speakers to bandmate personal problems with a smile and a plate of French toast.

“Two years of us being together? Seeing me through all sorts of bad times? You’re ready,” Shou said. “Besides . . .” He nodded his head off to the side. “THEY are ready.”

Slowly, Kai turned his head in the direction Shou indicated. There was the horizon he saw so often in his dream – with the same faint blue glow.

He found his knees sagging, his body dropping down until it was seated on a fallen log. Shou sat beside him, taking his hand in both of his.

“Are you all right?” he said.

Well, would anyone be all right if they found out their lover was an alien that normally looked like a pile of socks? Sure, that’s grounds for dancing in the street, right? Maybe a few fireworks to boot?

Kai swallowed hard. “As I can be,” he said. “All right – I’m ready. We’ll talk.”

“You sure?” Shou said.

Kai nodded, bracing himself for what he was about to hear.

Shou wrapped his arm around him. “Before I start, I want to say one thing, Kai – whenever I said I love you, I meant it, and I still mean it. You’re going to hear some things that may lead you to believe I had other motivations. I might have once, but . . .”

Oh, boy. This couldn’t be good. Okay, he said, he genuinely loved him, which was very good, because Kai didn’t want to deal with a broken heart on top of everything else, thank you very much.

Shou took a deep breath. “All right. I’ll start at the beginning. I came from a planet called Arisu. It was in a pretty crowded planetary system – we were the ninth planet from our sun, and we still had an atmosphere very much like yours.”

“Were?” Kai said.

Shou nodded, sadly. “My planet is no more. That’s why I’m here.”


“Interplanetary warfare,” Shou said. “Arisu was usually peaceful and prosperous, but we had some neighbors that hated us. Mainly because they were badly managed and poor and they wanted what we had. We had word that one of our neighbors was developing a . . . well, I guess the closest thing to it that you’d understand would be a Death Star. Nobody believed they’d actually do it, because the planet had a history of military failure. But . . .”

“They did it?” Kai said.

“The worst part is, I think destroying our planet was an accident,” Shou said. “They were probably intending just to take out one city. They were so incompetent that they took out the whole thing.”

“So how did you escape?” Kai said.

“I used to work with one of our scientists as an assistant,” Shou said. “He was one of the few people who believed the Death Star would actually happen. He built the ship I used, filled it and told me to take it to another planet. I chose this one.”

“Filled it . . . with what?” Kai said.

“Eggs,” said Shou. “My people . . . they reproduced something like your bee colonies. We had a queen who would lay hundreds of eggs. The ones that were properly nourished survived, and hatched. So . . . I was sent with two dozen of the queen’s eggs, so that even if our planet was destroyed, the Arisu race would survive.”

Eggs. Royal eggs, the last survivors of Shou’s planet. Good Lord, he was living in a bad sci-fi movie. Wake up, Kai. Yes, you’re going to wake up any moment, aren’t you? You’re going to sit up in your own bed, like you always do . . .

Except he wasn’t waking up, and Shou was still talking. “I picked Earth to go to for two reasons. One, I knew the atmosphere would support the eggs. Two, well . . .” He looked down, and blushed cutely, seeming like the Shou Kai had always known.

“Um, you know how I said Luna Sea changed my life? That’s not a lie. I used to monitor the media of other planets. Yes, we had technology that allowed us to do that. One day, I happened to find footage of a Luna Sea live, and . . . it was unlike anything I saw or heard before. It made me want to learn everything about Earth, and about Japan. You might say I became an Earth fanboy.”

“You knew Japanese when you arrived, then?” Kai said.

“Only a little,” Shou replied. “I picked it up when I arrived by, well . . . “ He waved his hand. “I’ll get to that part. Anyway, I had just cleared our atmosphere when my planet was destroyed. I saw the explosion. It was the worst thing I’d ever seen in my life.”

Kai could’t even imagine what that could have been like for Shou. Seeing everything you’d ever known obliterated in the blink of an eye . . . he reached over and squeezed his lover’s hand. Shou squeezed back. He was quiet for a long moment.

Finally, he took a deep breath, and said, “I flew, and I didn’t stop until I reached Earth. Except I miscalculated the speed for my entry into Earth’s atmosphere and, well . . . you saw the result.”

“Yes, I did,” Kai said, quietly. So it wasn’t a dream. Not the initial crash.

“Anyway,” Shou continued, “when I was traveling, my body was in a form designed for interplanetary movement . . .”

“That wasn’t your real form?” Kai said. Whew, what a relief that was to find out he hadn’t been making mad, passionate love to a men’s hosiery department.

“No,” Shou said. “My people were form-shifters – we could take the shape we needed for a particular circumstance. We could also insert ourselves into the shell of another creature that had just died. For the trip to Earth, I’d reduced myself to a very basic form. The problem was, that form was very vulnerable. When I crashed, I tried to open the hatch of the ship, and get out, but the hatch malfunctioned and closed on me. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. I was so weak I couldn’t use any of my abilities . . . “

“Magic?” Kai said.

“Maybe you’d call it magic,” Shou said. “I’ve found that’s the word Earth people tend to use for any advanced science they don’t understand. But I was trapped, and I could have died. If I had, the eggs would have died, too, and our race really would be extinct.”

“And I found you,” Kai said.

“You saved me,” Shou said. “And because you did, I was able to get the eggs where they would be safe.” He stood up, holding his hand out to Kai. “Come on, I’ll show you.”

Kai stood up, taking Shou’s hand, letting his lover lead him through the forest. “Why did I wake up in my own bed after it happened?”

“I teleported you there,” Shou said. “I got back my abilities after you rescued me.”

“How did you know where I lived, then?” They were moving through a part of the forest where the trees got thicker, denser, where few humans dared to venture.

“Here’s the best part,” Shou said. “Right after you met me, you touched me. I was still vulnerable then, didn’t have my defenses up. And it created a link between us.”

“A what?”

“A link,” Shou said. “A bond. It allowed me to see into your thoughts, once I had my abilities back. I could tell your name was Yutaka, but once you became a professional musician, you were going to change it to Kai. You played drums. And, well, you preferred males.”

“WHAT?” Kai turned bright red.

“I couldn’t help it,” Shou said. “It just flowed into me. But I could also tell some other things about you – that you were a genuinely good and kind person. And I remembered that. Because I knew I’d need someone later on to help me with . . “ He raised his hand. “I’ll get to that. There was something else I needed to do first.”

“Which was?” Kai said, slightly frustrated that Shou had kind of danced around the “Kai’s role in saving someone” part.

“I needed to make a living,” Shou said. “And I couldn’t think of any way of doing that other than being a musician, a vocalist. So I went to Tokyo. I knew that’s where most of the musicians were.”

“So how did you end up looking like you do now?” Kai said. “You shapeshifted?”

Shou let out a sigh and rubbed his forehead. “I’m not proud of this part. I found a teenage boy who’d been hit by a car and was about to die. And I . . . “ He looked down at the ground. “It’s a normal thing on my planet, among my people.”

“You stole his body,” Kai said.

“Not just his body, but I absorbed his memory,” Shou said. “I repaired the body so I could live in it, and I went back to the boy’s family, and I became their son. Kohara Kazumasa, his name was.”

Kai was silent for a moment, thinking. So the body he loved so much was borrowed, worn by the alien inside the way a human would wear a suit of clothes. Strangely, that idea didn’t bother him as much as he thought it would. Maybe it was because Kai believed in the soul, in reincarnation - that all humans, basically, were walking around in temporary containers.

“I did make one change to the body, though,” Shou said, quietly. “I changed the features to better suit a human idea of beauty.”

“For your career?” Kai said.

“For you,” Shou said.

Kai nearly fell face-first into a pile of leaves. “Me? Why me?”

“I said that I wanted you to help me down the line, right?” Shou squeezed his hand. “I told you the eggs have to be nourished. We nourish them with a kind of energy we generate within ourselves. But outside our own atmosphere, generating the energy is a little tougher. We need a buildup of a certain chemical to do it. The chemical is most commonly found in human sweat.”

“But if you’re inside a human body,” Kai said, “can’t you generate your own sweat?”

“Not enough to nourish the eggs,” Shou said. “Besides, I’d be immune to my own chemical makeup. No, it has to come from another person, and I have to pull the chemical inside me when my defenses are lowered. The best time for that is . . .”

“Sex,” Kai said.

“Absolutely,” Shou said. “I needed a regular sex partner to help me save the eggs. And I decided that was going to be you. Like I said, you were kind and trustworthy. So I tracked your progress in music, and waited for our paths to cross. PSC did me a favor by signing us both.”

Boom, there it is – the meaning of all the dreams he’d had about “saving” someone. He thought he was going to have to perform some heroic act – not just screw his lover senseless.

“So every time we’ve made love, you’ve been absorbing this energy,” Kai said.

“Actually, mostly when we cuddle afterward. When I hug you after you’ve been onstage? I’m absorbing then, too, only not quite so much.”

“And that’s why you said I would think you didn’t love me, isn’t it?” Kai said. “Because I’m, well . . . a sweat bank.”

“You’re not a sweat bank,” Shou said. “You never have been. I knew I was in love with you even before we went to bed the first time. So when it happened . . . it wasn’t just about the eggs or the sweat anymore. It was because I wanted to be close to you.” He squeezed Kai’s hand again. “I want you to know I never felt love before you. Sex, but not love.”

“You went to bed with other guys before me?” Kai said.

“I had to,” Shou said. “That kind of sex isn’t something that’s usually done among my race. I had to practice. I wanted to be sure I could please you.”

“Practice?” Kai laughed. He sounded like a real musician, all right. “Shou, you sent me the other dreams, didn’t you? Over the link you talked about?”

“Actually?” Shou said. “I didn’t.”

Kai blinked. “Really?”

“No,” Shou said. “At least, not that I was aware of. Your subconscious mind was probably trying to tell you the truth.”

Okay, that made sense. His conscious mind wouldn’t be aware of the link, of Kai’s designated role in saving the eggs . . . but under the surface, part of him always knew.

And that explained why the dreams were so garbled and cryptic, too. If Shou had consciously sent them, they would have been a lot more understandable.

They walked in silence for a long moment, as Kai tried to absorb it all. Finally, he said, “You named your band after your dead planet, didn’t you?” Kai said. A-ri-su, the lettering in which Alice Nine’s name was originally written. Nine, because it was the ninth planet in their solar system.

“Yes,” Shou replied – and then stopped. “Here we are.” He gestured to a grove of trees, gnarled and ancient. And there was a definite blue glow coming from the center of them.

Kai approached, breathlessly, heart pounding. This was it. This was what it was all about, what everything had been about, from the moment Shou had arrived.

And there they were, in the center of the trees, which seemed to be guarding them like ancient sentinels. They were nearly as tall as Kai, electric blue, glowing from within . . . they seemed to emit a strong pulse, the essence of life itself.

“Oh . . . my . . . God . . .” Kai said.

“Every one of them lived,” Shou said. “They survived the crash. They can withstand earthquakes, too.”

“They’re amazing,” Kai said, walking toward one, standing about a foot from it. He held out a hand toward it, as if to touch, but didn’t dare. He seemed to be enveloped by a warm glow coming from within them.

“They know,” Shou said. “On some level, they know you’re the one I’m getting the energy from.”

“They’re conscious?” said Kai.

“Not yet,” said Shou. “Think of them as babies in the womb.”

“So how long until they hatch?”

“Sixty of your years, roughly,” Shou said.

Kai’s jaw dropped. “Sixty?” And humans complained about their pregnancies being long.

“So I have to stay here for about a whole human lifetime,” Shou said.

“And then?” said Kai.

“There’s a colony being developed on a moon in my solar system,” Shou said. “It won’t be ready for a few decades yet. I’ll take the hatchlings there. We can start New Arisu on that moon – we won’t have a whole planet to ourselves, but at least we’ll have a country, or a large city.”

“I’ll miss you when you go,” Kai said, quietly. Of course, he’d be a man in his 80s then, and probably, Shou would have tired of him, especially if he could shed that human body once it started to sicken and weaken and just pick up another . . .

Shou wrapped his arms around him. “We’ve got a long, long time until then, don’t we?” he said. “Which means we have a lot of time to be together – and a lot of eggs to feed. Watch this . . .”

Shou stepped forward, knelt on the ground with his fingertips splayed on the ground, concentrating . . .

And suddenly, there were streaks of light running through the grass, toward the eggs. They suddenly lit up in bright colors – reds, yellows, greens, purples . . . before turning back to the usual glowing blue.

“What was that?” Kai said.

“An energy discharge,” Shou said. “I just fed them.” He smiled at Kai. “Which means we have to start generating more energy again.”

Okay, so . . . he was an alien. THE alien. (Kai should have known. Should have always known. In a way . . . he DID know). Yes, Kai was being utilized as part of his mission. Yes, there was the strange knowledge that the body he loved so much wasn’t really HIS.

But he was still SHOU, wasn’t he? Inside and out. And that hadn’t changed.

“Shou,” Kai said, “that was the strangest pickup line anyone’s ever used on me.”

“Do you mind?” Shou said.

Kai slid his hand against Shou’s, threaded their fingers and squeezed. “No,” he said. “I don’t.”

Kai still wasn’t waking up. And if this part was another one of his dreams, he wasn’t sure he wanted to.

* * *

The Dream never returned after that. Now that Kai was consciously aware of the truth, it didn’t have to.

Now, when he dreamed of that incident, he saw the clearing, and Shou as he knew him, and the beautiful rows of glowing blue eggs. Sometimes, he even saw the eggs as they would become, a group of young men and women as beautiful as Shou. Yes, none of the aliens looked like socks in his dreams anymore.

And, of course, he kept supplying Shou with the energy he needed to feed the eggs, any way either of them wanted. Kai had a mission, a destiny. It was his pleasure to fulfill it.


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Apr. 7th, 2013 05:37 pm (UTC)
This was very....different for me xD. I've never read sci-fi fanfics before but I really liked this one lol. Great job!


“What was that?” Shou said. <---- TYPO!

“An energy discharge,” Shou said. “I just fed them.” He smiled at Kai. “Which means we have to start generating more energy again.”
Apr. 7th, 2013 10:21 pm (UTC)
Fixed the typo! I don't know why I get these two mixed up all the time -I caught myself typing "Shou" when I meant "Kai" several times during the writing of the fic! Thank you so much for the catch, and I am so glad that you enjoyed it!
Apr. 7th, 2013 08:20 pm (UTC)
hnngh, I have a hard time with urban fantasy, because... I like mine Medieval. :') Anyway, back to business.
I kinda got rubbed the wrong way with a couple of typos, firstly kouhei. It's kouhai. And then lollis. Ditch an l, lolis. :D Sorry, I couldn't help my need to correct. ^^;

Anyway. YAY for sockmonster(?) aliens. :D And wohoo, all this Kai love makes me happy. :D And the sex was just sweeeeeeet and good and aww yiss~ I'm sorry, I'm tired and I don't know how to express myself anymore. :D I just liked this quite a bit, despite it's so far from my preferred pairing. I just know you deliver, despite I'm outside my comfort zone, pairing wise. :)
I think you've made nice work. Thank you!
Apr. 7th, 2013 10:42 pm (UTC)
Fixed the typos, thanks! And I am so glad you enjoyed the fic, even though it's normally not a pairing or a genre you'd read! And I'm only too glad to spread the Kai love. (It's why I started writing this pairing - because I was tired of fics where the rest of the band were all paired off with each other and Kai was left out in the cold).
Apr. 8th, 2013 12:02 am (UTC)
I dont know how many times i said that everytime i saw shou loool
Apr. 8th, 2013 04:40 pm (UTC)
I've actually seen people say that about him before. XD (Largely because of his eyes, since they really are HUGE for an Asian man. I've long believed he has a very strong strain of Western blood in him, which also accounts for his height). Thank you so much for reading!
Apr. 8th, 2013 11:37 pm (UTC)
I forgot to write, iloooveee your scifi fanfictionn!!!(too excited about shoualien XDDD)
its so hard to find a scifi/fantasy story around here
Apr. 8th, 2013 12:56 am (UTC)
Oh, this was awesome~ Not a huge fan of science fiction but this was a good and interesting read. You have really rad dreams, I'm telling you. Thanks for the ShouKai goodness. XDD
Apr. 8th, 2013 04:47 pm (UTC)
Thanks! I usually don't get fanfics from dreams, but this was an exception. Given that so much of this has to do with Kai having dreams, I think this counts as ficception. XD(I usually don't write sci-fi, either, though I've been doing an increasing amount of urban fantasy, with the Fairy!Kai, Vampire!Kai and Vampire!Ruki/Vampire Hunter!Shou fics). Thanks for reading!
Apr. 14th, 2013 08:21 pm (UTC)
again a perfect story!! i found the name of the planet amazingly fun!! what a coincidence!!
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