Emperor's New Clothes

Snowman looked at him, his eyebrows furrowing. “ Something's off." He realized.

Nobu shrugged. "What do you mean? I thought everyone would freak out... That went better than I thought."

"Nobu, we should go home...I have a bad feeling." Snowman insisted.

"About what?" He asked, his eyebrows raising. "I want to go for a drink. Join me?"

"Let's go home...I don't think I like it out here right now." Snowman sighed, biting his lip.

"Go home, if you want. I'm staying out here." He said, kissing him quickly. "They all just probably thought it was a conspiracy. You know fans."

"Please Nobu," Snowman begged worriedly, tugging on his arm.

Nobu tilted his head. "Why?" He asked, an annoyed look on his face. "I just got here. It feels good to not be holed up."

Snowman looked like at him sadly. "Nobu...I know you're happy to be free, but I really don't like this...there's something wrong, and you still need to see Daisuke and make sure he's alright...Nobu please just come home with me?" he begged.

Nobu sighed, scratching his head. "Will you distract me to make it up to me then?"

"Of course love." Snowman sighed softly, nuzzling him.

He wrapped his arms around him possessively, walking back to the house. "Go to the bedroom."

Snowman did as he was told, a sinking feeling in his stomach. Would Daisuke even come if he called him? Would he even want to speak to him ever again?

Nobu followed behind him, wrapping his arms around him, kissing his neck. "What will you do when I get bored?"

"Anything you want, and maybe show you the songs I worked on alone. The band broke up when you died." Snowman explained, staring into space.

"Would you consider building it back up with me?" He asked quietly, nuzzling him. "The best time of my life was when I was on stage with you."

"Nobu, we should go home...I have a bad feeling." Snowman insisted.

Snowman smiled tiredly, nuzzling him back. "Mm...if they want to...I haven't talked to the others in ages." he admitted.

"I'm not sure they'd take my coming back very well." He said, kissing his neck, sliding his hand up his shirt.

"A...Are you sure?" Snowman asked, his eyes slitting. He pressed against him, as he looked up at him. "What if they react li...Like Daisuke?"

"Then we'll get other people to join us... That won't let me die like I'm nothing." He said, unbottoning his shirt.

Snowman shivered, nipping at his lips. "They...feel guilt about that...they couldn't...even face me." he admitted.

"Then they'll make up for it." He said, slowly pushing him onto the bed, throwing his lover's shirt to the side. "Get on your hands and knees."

The human did as asked, looking back at him. "Nobu, what do you have in store for me this time?" he asked softly.

"To make you beg." He said, slapping his ass. "You said you would help distract me."