Numb

Damage

I lathered in my shampoo into my dark locks, feeling much more refreshed now after weeks of nonstop working.

Taiki, Yaten, and myself have been in and out of the studio, photoshoots, dance rehearsals, and overall Japan for the past few weeks.

I've barely seen, let alone heard from Odango within that time and it's just been shitty without her. She brightens my days with just her presence, even if we're just sitting next to each other.

A chuckle sounded from me at that as I washed my hair clear of the white fuzz covering it.

Promiscuous Seiya Kou has officially been tamed by a loveable girl who loves to eat a lot ... My, how things change with you're in love!

A guffaw sounded from me as I leaned forward, placing my hands up against the wall.

But she's worth it ... I wouldn't trade her for the world. I'd even give up singing if she'd ask me to ...

A smile spread across my face at that thought. A warm feeling passing over me as I allowed the water to trail down my back.

I moved to dump some conditioner into my hair when the sound of someone knocking on the door sounded.

Snorting, I ignored it and went back to cleansing my hair of the sweat and grim it had from hours of dancing in a very hot suit underneath equally hot lights.

Taiki and Yaten will get it ...

Just as I finished washing my hair and moved to wash down my body, another knock came to the door.

I ignored it, dismissing it as my two friends being too lazy or zoned out to answer the door just yet.

The knocking became even more persistent and obnoxious after I got out of the shower.

A growl sounded from deep within my throat as I grabbed a towel, wrapping it tightly around my waist and made my way out of the bathroom.

If it's Osamu, I'm going to strangle him.

"If it's you, Osamu, you chose the worst time to come. Why didn't you just -?" I started as I opened the door, only to fall speechless at the white-haired female standing behind it.

"Hell-ooooo, stranger. Long time no see, " she purred to me, instantly making my stomach turn in disgust as all of my senses screamed at me to slam the door right in her face - but ...

"Who the hell are you?" I sneered at her, barely holding in my impatience with her.

She just licked her lips at me. Her eyes scanning my drenched, barely clad body appreciatively.

"You're wasting my time!" I hissed, moving to slam the door in her face.

"Is that a way to greet one of your former flames?" she giggled shrilly and pushed her way pass me to enter into the apartment.

I glared at her. "You aren't a 'former flame'; you're just one of the many pieces of ass that I had the utmost pleasure of just fucking - the end. We were nothing more than that."

She turned around with a pout, placing a hand on her ample chest as a mock expression of hurt came across her face. "Oh my! You wound me! And I thought our night together was special!"

I rolled my eyes at her. "It was everything but special. Just as I've said - you're nothing more than someone I fucked once and forgot about."

"But honey ..." she purred, moving over to me to try and stroke my face while I moved away, "how can ya forget me? I was your favorite, Yuka."