Dancing to the moonlight [Open]

[Akiya]

Akiya nodded in thanks. "I'm going to need one of the stands to hold my acoustic while I have my electric guitar wrapped around me," Akiya looked over at his guitar and smiled teasingly at Daichi, "no running off with him, OK?" He chuckled before exiting the room and running down the corridors to get to the dorms quickly.

Akiya was surprised he hadn't dropped his dorm key with the running that he did, he just wanted to hurry because he didn't like keeping Daichi waiting.

Akiya entered the room and turned on the light. He first scanned for bugs, if there were bugs around he would have to go fetch someone to take care of them, finding none he went to the guitar stands that were next to the window. He grabbed his acoustic guitar from its stand and put it in it's soft case.

The way back, he made sure not to hurry too much, because knowing how he was, he would trip and fall and well, he would probably want to kill himself afterward. He entered the room he had left Daichi in with his guitar, "I'm back," he smiled. He wondered if he locked his door after leaving. Ah, well, his most important things were with him right now.

[Daichi Miura]

"Sure."

Daichi nodded at Akiya's instructions, already moving off to test the sound systems and the speakers and he even picked up the clipboard that was mounted on the wall to log in their room usage.

"What's your student ID.....oh..."

Akiya was already gone. Oh well. He'll just ask later. Daichi scribbled his own details down and replaced the clipboard back on the wall hanger, and went off to continue tweaking with the other equipment. He was trying out a couple scales on the keyboard when his friend returned, looking up from his playing to smile at the other.

"That was quick."

Everything was already set nicely and waiting for Akiya to use, even the high-stool that was popular with acoustic guitar players.

[Akiya]

Akiya smiled brightly and set down his guitar on the stand that would help him hold the acoustic while he had his electric guitar strapped around him.

Akiya then went to the wall and took the clipboard to sign himself in. He had been to these places so many times that he was already familiar with everything he needed to do. Once he finished, he returned the clipboard to its place and noticed how Daichi had set everything for him perfectly.

"Thank you," he said while going to pick up his guitar and tuning it properly for the song he had just recently finished composing. He tested the sound, and even though he would like to use the high-stool, he knew that it would be impossible to sit while holding another guitar.

Akiya was a little bit nervous, even though he had played in front of someone before, the feeling of having an audience sort of scared him.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before hitting the first notes.



In real life, the bass, the koto, the second guitar, and the drums, along with the lyrics were still missing. And even though the lyrics were a mystery to him at this point he hummed the melody that he wanted to fill with his two guitars.

Without missing a beat or a note, Akiya easily switched from his acoustic to his electric and back again when the music he had written required it.

Right now, he was in a world of tranquility and peace where nothing worried him, not even the fact that he was playing in front of someone.

[Daichi Miura]

Daichi settled down on the floor in front of his friend, sitting cross-legged and looking very much excited to listen to someone else other than himself practice for once, especially at such an intimate level like this. His keen eyes picked up every nuance Akiya made with those nimble fingers, the seat of the guitar body against that chest, how the other would work up each and every fret and the sequence of the chords coming out as a seamless strum.

Everything he absorbed quickly and enjoyed immensely, a slow smile spreading on his tanned face whilst he basked in the honour of having his classmate play exclusively for him. It was a great feeling and he treasured it very much.

When Akiya hit the complicated bars, Daichi had to clap enthusiastically, cat-calling at the good effort and skill displayed.

"Wooooooooo! I LOVE YOU AKIYA KUNNN!!! MARRY ME!"

He teased the other with a girly falsetto, mimicking all the rabid fangirl screams at rock concerts and such. But when the entire set was over, Daichi was truly impressed.

"That's really great! I love it! Did you compose it yourself? How long did you take to create something like that? And...is that a capo?"

Pointing to the device that was clamped over the fourth fret of Akiya's acoustic guitar.

"I wanted to get the metal one but it's so expensive..."

[Akiya]

In his own little world, Akiya hadn't even been aware of Daichi calling out cat calls and making it sound like many of the girls do in concerts. There was no way Akiya could come out from the trance that he was in whenever he played his music. Only when he was done with the melody did he come back and realized where he was.

That was what happened this time too, he slowly opened his eyes and felt slightly disoriented as to where he was for a moment. He had been high off of music, technically.

Akiya chuckled as he was bombarded with questions by his friend, only being to nod since he was still sort of dazed from the music. Leave it to Akiya to get high off of music.

Finally Akiya cleared his throat, "It took me about a month to compose?" he replied, trying to calculate when he had started this song until just recently that he had finished it.

[Daichi Miura]

"A month!!! Uwah. Sounds like so much hard work. It paid off though! I really love it!"

Daichi already memorised half of the melody and with his inborn perfect pitch, the youth started singing it in his silky soft vocals, giving it a soul twist and an R&B end with a play on the notes and sharps and minors.

"♪<3"

Beautiful. Just so beautiful.

"I take months to compose one song. Kre-san takes twenty minutes. You make me feel a little better, to be honest...."

He gave Akiya a friendly hug.

"But great job! I really love it. Might I have the score, please? I could use it to open my vocals in the morning."

[Akiya]

Akiya chuckled at Daichi's enthusiasm. "Well, I have to consider the other parts that would compose the song, like the drums, bass, and guitar, plus maybe putting the koto into it. I also have to figure out the melody, it's a lot of work for just one person. Normally this type of song is composed with all of the members of the band, which explains why it took me so long. I had to do trial and error and thing of a way all of them would come together," he shrugged, enjoying the hug Daichi gave him.

"As for the score, sure, I'll give you a copy," he chuckled and ruffled Daichi's hair. He was definitely getting a habit out of this.

And Daichi, look! Akiya ish speaking! Without coffee!

[Daichi Miura]

"What?!"

Did Akiya just say that one month is long for composing a song? Daichi deflated again and he released his hold on his friend.

"...And you just made me feel worse again. You're meaner than Aki, I swear!"

That was a tease obviously and the young man piped up again.

"All right, you song-composing monste-Eeeeek!!!"

His soft dark curls got ruffled to a tousled mess.

"........................"

(T/////T)

[Akiya]

Akiya chuckled and had a huge urge to tease his friend even more. He hadn't had this urge in a long time, but he didn't know if he should act out his need. Instead he just smiled and kept on ruffling Daichi's hair.

"Well, we do share the same two syllables, it's only fair if I'm a little mean," he chuckled... That blushing face made him want to make it blush even more.

Woah. Stop that way of thinking. He guessed that he had had a little bit too much whip cream (there's no way he was blaming it on the coffee).

[Daichi Miura]

Daichi didn't think Akiya needed coffee to speak up anyway. The other just needed to get comfortable. It was a nice feeling however, to be good in each other's presence and Daichi eventually relented and allowed Akiya to ruffle his hair as much as he pleased.

"Call me when you're done."

(Y///////Y)

He said deadpanned.

"So we have the room for another half hour. What would you like to do?"

Actually Daichi was thinking of...well, they could perhaps do some duet of sorts. It would be interesting!

"....Well, if you're done playing with my hair, that is."

[Akiya]

Akiya chuckled and just played with one of the curls that was on Daiji's forehead. "Well, if it bothers you, I could stop," he chuckled and moved his hand to rest on his side.

"As for what we should do, I don't know, do you have anything in mind?" Akiya asked while going back to his two guitars and touching them gently. He loved his guitars so much. Actually, he was starting to think of Daichi as a brother of sorts, somewhere between younger and older.

Younger because of how cute he acted sometimes, but older because of his maturity. Having an older brother would be nice though.

[Daichi Miura]

Not many people wanted to touch Daichi willingly. He was fine with it, just a little unused to the strange physical attention.

"I'm still sweaty, you know."

He reminded with a smile, with hands raking through his curls to loosen them up a bit more and push them to place.

"I just saw the chords on your score...I think I can play them on keyboard so we could possibly try something with that?"

(^_^)

[Akiya]

"Shall I remind you that I told you I have touched and dealt with worse?" He raised an eyebrow but left the subject drop with a chuckle.

"Hmmm... That would be interesting, lets give it a try," Akiya said looking over at Daichi with his sweet smile. Akiya went back to stand behind his acoustic guitar and strapped his electric on his shoulders one more time. He really loved playing the guitar.

[Daichi Miura]

"TOO MUCH INFO!"

Daichi exclaimed with a deep blush, clapping both hands over his ears.

Work! Work! Go to work! He shuffled over to his place behind the keyboard, still red in the face and stumbling over a couple keys.

"Ready."

(OmO);....!

[Akiya]

Akiya blinked.

Wait. Why was Daichi blushing?

"Hah? What's so much info about having to deal with sweaty, nasty uniforms from the military? Oh wait... Yeah, that's a bit of too much info..."

He looked at the other and smiled.

"I'm ready when you are."