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Big Time Temptations	By : Resting-Madness Category: 1 through F > Big Time Rush Views: 333 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the show Big Time Rush, nor do I own any of their music featured in this work of fiction, which I make no profit from. I also don't own nor have wrote the song in the start. It's from an indie singer named Lights.

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"Yeah, on a scale..." Logan began, and with a sizing gesture by his index finger and thumb, he asked. "How much trouble are we in?"
...
"You just had to ask!" James snapped when his sleep-bobbing head snapped back to attention.
"Well, I thought maybe we'd be fine!" Snipped Logan from his resting place on Carlos's shoulder.
Violently shrugging Logan off, Carlos shouts to the ceiling. "I'm TIRED!"
"And you will remain tired, because you dogs need to learn your lesson about sneaking out at night!" Gustavo snapped at them while lying comfortably in Kendall's bed.
He looked, honestly, as though he were asleep. But, he couldn't be. He couldn't really be yelling at them properly, while asleep. Could he?
"Iiis he asleep?" Asked James.
"Couldn't be." Replied Logan.
"There was that time when he was staying in our apartment at the Palm Woods," Carlos yawned with a wide open mouth then. "and he was telling us which key to sing in."
James smacked himself on the cheek to alert himself. "But he was dreaming about being in the studio- which we weren't- so maybe he's just laying there pretending to be asleep" He looked his bleary eyes over at Gustavo. "to further TAUNT US, since we're- thanks to Lo-hogan- being forced to remain awake!"
"I can't..." Kendall griped before falling onto his back on the floor. "SIT UP ANYMORE!"
"Get off the floor!" Gustavo whailed.
Nearly sobbing, and with help by grabbing James by the shirt, Kendall sat back up into the position they've also been forced to sit in. Up straight and on the back of their legs.
"I will never sneak out at night again." Moaned a very tired Carlos.
"No." They all agreed.
"Good that you boys are learning valuable lessons," Chimed Dak Zevon sitting beside them. "but why am I here?"
"Because you are an enabler to the dogs adolescence. And rather than dragging them back here to me, you decided to take them out for karaoke. Which both humiliated aaand sort of helped promote the tour- thanks to my genius."
"But then why am I here?" Asked the white haired CEO of the band.
Gustavo suddenly began snoring.
"I'm really beginning to believe that he's asleep." Logan comments.
"Which means," Griffin stands up; they all wince at the crunching of the man's knees. "Funny, I thought I was more spry than that. Oh well. As they say in Japan, adios."
They all watched the man's exit.
"That was Spanish." Corrected Logan in a mutter at Griffin's retreating back.
"What time is it?" Groaned Kendall with his head lulled back, and his eyes shut in pained misery of being sleepy but unable to get to sleep.
Who knew closing your eyes without being down-for-the-count could hurt so much? But they refuse to stay open from weight lag.
"Three fifteen." Replied Logan.
"How are we gonna stay awake through our interviews, if we're exhausted?" Whined Kendall.
"Learn.." Snore. "To." Snore. "Listen." Snored Gustavo.
"Uh uh oh-" Logan began getting cut off by Carlos who snapped at him.
"Not right now!"
"Why not practice your harmonies." The possibly sleeping Gustavo suggest.
And practice they did, through sob and sorrow they harmonized out a very manly crying session.
...
It was around 6:15 am when Big Time Rush was told they had to get ready for their appearance on the Japanese popular television variety chat show Hey!Hey!Hey! Music Champ! where they will perform Japan's favorite song of theirs, as well as get interviewed. And they're going to do it all by being tired enough to keel over on the spot. Worst punishement ever!
Getting dressed was a slow process, bathing was even slower. But somehow they managed to haul themselves out to their tour van so they could make the show.
"Speaking of which," Kelly began. "which of you supertars swiped the schedule from my tablet? I have to make sure we're clear to sing at the tree lighting in New York tonight."
The four band members blinked tired eyes at the question, until what Kelly said really sank in.
"Come again?" Kendall asked leaning forward.
"Yeah, we made a forward, we didn't steal it." James copped to being one of the guilty party.
"Noo, forwards send the messages they're not copies."
Knowing they messed up, the 4 grimace and shrug while releasing a flurry of apologies.
"Its fine." Though she was sort of huffy in response. "Just forward it back to me from your phone."
"Eeee-yeeeah, my phone." Kendall laughed dryly with guilt lacing each sound. "I kinda left it at the karaoke bar."
"Whoops!" James added light-heartedly.
"But weee can go get it!" Suggest Carlos, hoping to save his friend.
"Weee, don't have time to. And you," Gustavo directs his fury solely at James. "had better hope that your phone hasn't been stolen, or you are FIRED! And will be left behind, because I will not support carting around the unemployed."
Recoiled until he's pressed against his buddy, Carlos, James plastered on a grin, and giving a thumbs-up he squeaked out. "Got it."
The van arrived at the television station, and the group piled out into the parking lot. They walked in a scatter, piling into the building nearly two at a time since the metal door was wide enough. A pretty woman with short brown hair chopped just beneath her ears, wearing a light purple dressy shirt, with a knee length pencil skirt, and 3 inch black heals met them in the long white hall. Walking the length they see its filled with doors that have tags over them, labeling that it was Studio A or B and so on.
"Right this way to hair and make-up," her accent is thick, but easy to understand. "I will call to you when we are ready."
There were 2 women inside to do the boys' up for the show. One to quickly work on hair, the other to quickly work on their make-up. They busied themselves while complimenting on how cute they all were. From there the whirlwind continued on to the green room where they joined some other guest who would be on the show that morning. They would have made conversation but the other guest offered little more than a nod as a greeting, so they were sure they didn't know English, and if they know enough they're not yet comfortable with using it.
But as the green room dwindled and Big Time Rush watched the program on a flat screen stationed in the upper corner of the room, they noticed a lot of laughter was going on.
"Are the host picking on them?" Logan wondered. "I don't think I'm comfortable with being picked on in a foreign language."
"Can't be any worse than how Gustavo treats us." Kendall argued.
Said manager only offered a childish little "Nyaah!" in response.
"You see?"
"Next we have," The host, a tall and skinny man with a shaved hair cut, and facial hair to match began to announce them. "an American group, who's sweeping Japan like a typhoon!"
"And we let them come here?!" Asked his side kick, who's features are near opposite as he has a crop of spiked hair, a fat figure, and no facial hair on his plump face.
The crowd was in an uproar of laughter at the comedy duo's jokes and antics. It was a wonder they needed guest at all when they seemed to be the whole program.
"We shall all feel their wet embrace, when we return from commercial break and they sing popular song Show Me! And will be interviewed in our Rainichi-in session."
"What's that?" Logan wondered before they all turned their attention left.
The door to the green room pushed open and in walked the woman who'd greeted them before. "Please come with me."
"Get out there and make me proud." Gustavo pep-talked them out the door.
The boys nod and woot! as they exit the room, excited on the outside, but nervous wrecks on the inside. The other countries they visited any encounter they had with the locals had been in their native tongue, but here, here was the lion's den and the roar of the crowd sounded like "PREY!" if they didn't understand them right.
"It is our pleasure to introduce to you worldwide performing artist," Says the skinny guy with the shaved hair cut. "Big Time Rush!"
They were already standing stage right on a very polished floor that flashed with white lighting beneath their feet, while the bucket lights shown colors pink, blue, and white to the crowd. And their song began...
"So," Says the stalk-man, who'd introduced himself as Masatoshi Hamada-san, after the song had ended and they joined the two men on a long white couch that wrapped like a cresent. "you are Kendall," and he's pointing as he says their names. "Carlos. Logan. And James."
The crowd of fans screamed in burst of excitement when the boys waved at them. And through translator, they answered questions about the bands origins, how they got started. They even got some laughs imitating Gustavo's individual reaction to them.
And they picked on James's being the pretty boy by photoshopping him in a long wig and dress. Commenting that he was very lovely in a joking way. But they took all the jabs and teasing in stride.
"Nakayokunarutoki kimitachinoaidaniha rennaikanyogaaruno? Soretomo koreha "fan-service" nano?" Asked the man with the shaved head, who's name they discovered is Hitoshi Mastumoto-san.
"We have." Replied Carlos, when the only thing he understood were the english words spoken 'boys love'.
"Eeeh!?" Hamada-san's eyes bugged out, and he began to fan himself.
Matsumoto took a drink from his hot tea rather comically by eyeing the 4 members as if in wonder to who was with them, and as if to hide embarrassment for receiving the answer he did.
When the laughter calmed, Hamada-san leaned over to them as though asking privately when really he's got a microphone for all the world to hear. "Like... a relationship privately? Or, in the group?"
"Do what?" Logan asked, genuinely confused when the words were translated.
"Definitely in the group!" Carlos said running with it. "We give love to all kinds of fans- even dogs."
"Carlos, shut up!" Kendall reached for him with a swat but missed.
"Why? It's true."
Embarrassed, the woman translated. "Hamada-san wants to know if your relationships together are private or do you offer it by homoeroticism to the fans? Meaning gratuitous titillation on stage while you perform?"
"What?!" Kendall, Logan, and Carlos shout in unison.
James, who had been taking a drink at the time just offered the airspace and floor beside him a shower when the hot tea came spraying from his mouth in a mist.
"I'll kill theeeeeeeeeeeeem!"
Gustavo shouted loud enough to be heard over the boys' barrage of disdain and corrections to the 2 host, who didn't understand a word of it. And when the booming voice silenced the room, they all say together.
"Just friends!"
"Tomodachi." Informs the translator.
"Ohhh!" Say the 2 men.
"Are we all on the same page now? Okay.." Says Kendall. He smiled when the two host nod.
He was actually pretty proud of James doing little more than spitting his drink into the air. The whole misunderstanding was very reminiscent of last year when he'd accidently confessed that he and James were very involved with each other- which now is the truth- but then it was nothing but trouble. The matter itself still is trouble. Especially when other people know about it. Gustavo is bad, but Kelly?! She's a terrible faker, liar, and actress. One right question from anyone and they're screwed.
The rest of the interview went without fail after that blunder, no more misunderstandings on anyone's part. And they kept Carlos from speaking much at all. By the time they scraped Gustavo from the floor of the green room, they returned to the van rifling through their gift baskets.
"All in all," Says Carlos when the van is out on the road. "I'd say that went pretty well."
Gustavo shouted and lunged at the blunderer! The others blocked the angered bear from ripping into the poor fool; and thankfully Kelly stepped in to remind them about the schedule.
"I'll call your phone." Logan speed dials Kendall's phone, putting it on speaker.
"Weee," Says Gustavo returning to the subject, while they waited out the ring-tone. "Cannot afford anymore Kendall slip-ups, while on this tour."
"Uuuh, I'm sitting right here." Piped Kendall.
"Don't speak. Heel boy." He held up a warning finger.
Brow cocked, Kendall just let out his objection in a huff. But the moment Gustavo believed it was said and done, Kendall let his objection be known.
"I said that I was sorry, and that whole thing worked out pretty okay..." Seeing the skeptical look on all of their faces, he shrugs. "We've gotten a lot more fans since that incident."
They all nodded to agree muttering that it was true.
"Hello!" Came a cheerful voice.
"Dak?" They all wonder out loud.
"Big Time Rush! Heey, I was wondering when you'd call."
"Dak, listen carefully..." James takes Logan's phone to speak directly into it. "Do you have Kendall's cell phone."
There was silence on the other end of the line before Dak commented casually. "I'm guessing you're lucky to be the pretty one?"
Grinning, he says with all the world invested in what he'd heard as a flattering compliment. "Thanks. But this is serious."
"Give me that." Logan snatched his phone back. "Dak, where are you? We need to get Kendall's phone. Our schedule is on it."
"I'm all the way in Osaka right now. Can you make the drive?"
"There's really no time, we need to catch a flight to New York." Kelly interrupts the leisurely call. "I really just need you to tell me what the forward says, its come in through Kendall's phone."
"Hold on."
The driver was already on his way to the airport; the small group wait for the message to come through.
"I've got it. Should I forward it to you?"
"Yes! Thank you." Kelly awaits the incoming message. "My e-mail is in his phone, Kelly Wainwright."
"Kellyyy, I see it. Sending."
The assistant cheered with glee. "Thank you, Dak Zevon."
"Saving the day one pop band at a time." He snickered. "Bye guys."
"I'm gonna send that boy your gift baskets." Gustavo said in his own idea of 'thanks'.
The guys nod to agree until they realized his wording. Then they just looked around in wonder.
"To the tree lighting!"
"Woo hoo!"
4 4 4 4
New York in December was everything they'd hoped for. The lights all over the city blended with holiday accents of wreaths and bows, lights around poles with garland. Everyone is in a good mood- and for New Yorkers that's saying something for how good the holidays make people feel.
The cold weather was a bit of an annoyance since Asia wasn't as nippy as it could have been, but the boys do have thick coats on, and boots to protect them from the three feet of snow that fell over the winter holiday. The street sweepers really did their job at clearing the roads but now the sidewalks are up to the thighs with snow.
"We've gotta see the world's biggest toy store first," James insist. "And the umm-.."
Excitement rising, Carlos adds. "The Jelly Belly factory!"
"Agreed!" Say Kendall and Logan.
The group stops at the light waiting to cross the busy street.
"James," Kendall leaned over and whispered through the noise all around them as they cross the street. "let's go out tonight."
"By 'go out tonight' you meeean like a date?"
"If that's what those crazy kids are still calling it these days-" He changed tones to hiss out. "Yes, like a date!"
"Shouldn't I be asking you out?"
"We're not getting into that again!" Kendall hissed a little harder. "Just know that its gonna happen- and be happy about it!"
"Okay, okay."
Kendall smiled as elation came over him. That was easier than he'd thought it'd be. This date's gonna be great!
Behind them Gustavo is just shaking his head in utter disgust and disbelief of the two. "I just wanna knock their heads together like the stooges."
"I still think its pretty sweet." Replied Kelly, casting an unseen smile at the couple, who were walking closely together until James took off to hug a fan and say to them 'and they speak English!'. Snickering, she shakes her head.
"Can you imagine what New Years Eve is gonna be like here?" Carlos says looking around. "Gustavo, are we gonna be here for New Years Eve too?"
"Ha! As if. You dogs are gonna be back at the Palm Woods as soon as we leave Japan." He stops at a door. "Now come get something to eat, so we can go to Times Square and perform at this tree lighting, so we can get out of our detour and back to the tour."
"Got it!" They reply while gathering around the hot dog vender.
...
"Oh burgers, I've missed you." James says stuffing his mouth with a double bacon.
"Mmm." Agreed Carlos through a mouthful of fries, from James's plate and a big bite of macaroni and cheese from his own. The greasy cheesey combo was intensely good!
"Bathroom break." Kendall declared before getting up from the table.
What the others were unaware of is that he'd just kicked James's foot beneath the table alerting him that by 'bathroom break' he was instructed to find an excuse to follow him. Ever since James admitted his feelings to him in Paris, Kendall's been even more pressed to push their romantic bond- among other aspects of their relationship and he's feeling pretty much on top of the world now that James has agreed to going out with him. And he can guess that the pretty boy feels pretty much the same since he's been finding ways to touch him, just small brushes with his hand against his or standing close enough to him that Kendall can feel his breaths against his neck.
Not having to be told twice, James waited a minute- just one minute- before brushing Kendall's abandoned fork to the floor.
"Ohh, ahaha," He shrugs. "whoops! Dropped my fork. Better get to the bathroom and wash my hands." He shoves his seat from under the table.
"But you had a hamburger," Logan wonders out loud. "What does that have to do with-.."
"Not now, my hands are teaming with restaurant floor." He rushes off to the bathroom with his hands up like he were a doctor going to scrub-up.
Carlos shrugged when Logan cast him a curious glare. "Guy's gotta wash." He nabs more of James's fries, not caring what the male is doing either way since he'd left his meal unattended.
In the saught after bathroom, James knocks on a closed stall door, and when receiving a knock back he smiled and stepped into the opening door where a generous amount of kissing and groping took place between him and Kendall.
Breathless, and thanks to Kendall's wandering hands almost shirtless, James asks. "Am I the only one thinking that" his words are cut off by a kiss on the lips rather than his neck that had been chomped on only moments ago. "this is really cliche?"
"And not very hygenic." Pants Kendall, moving his hips against James.
"Says the guy who uses recycled tooth brushes."
"Its not the bristles!" Defends Kendall.
Hands cupping the blond's face, James runs his tongue along the course of Kendall's jawline, nibbling on his earlobe. It was his sudden laughter into the hole of that ear which seemed to bring them back down to earth.
"Man, I must have some really dirty hands to be gone foooor?" He looks at his watch. "Nearly eight minutes."
Snickering into James's shoulder, Kendall shakes his head. "I don't disagree, I appreciatingly know where they've been."
They wrap their arms around each other kissing far sweeter than with the hungry drive they'd had a moment ago.
"We should get back." Kendall breathed out.
"Right."
"Right. See you on our date tomorrow."
"Yup."
And one after the other they exit the bathroom.
Everyone at the table had a brow raised upon seeing them; sitting down the two say simultaniously.
"There was only one stall free."
Gustavo could only sob.
5 5 5 5
The performance was spectacular, they sang Beautiful Christmas and had the pleasure of hearing the crowd sing along with them. And after signing a few autographs, and taking some pictures, Gustavo allowed the boys some walking around sightseeing time.
Its so different from when they saw the city on their first tour. The feeling in the air, and the location are completely different. That time they played in the park nowhere near Times Square, but today they played directly in it. Not only that, they didn't have rooms waiting for them, they went straight to Boston from there. But, Gustavo and Kelly, who was on her phone apologizing to the television studio, the photographer, and magazine people, left the boys alone so they can enjoy the city for the rest of the evening while they check into a hotel.
They stopped at the toy store first. Their attention was on everything from video games to the giant piano. Things hanging from the ceiling, and nerf blasters were a particular distraction as they swiped a few to bring around with them. And these ones shoot little balls of goo! What's more destructive and fun than that?!
Playing their holiday song on the giant piano wasn't easy, but with help, James got out the melody while fans watched and recorded them with their phones. But it got a little out of hand when they began to obstruct traffic with the crowd coming in and they were swiftly moved from the store and onto the streets.
"Will you guys sing for us?" A girl called over the noise of greetings and street traffic.
"Sure, got a guitar?" Kendall asked.
...
Looking out the window, Gustavo spots the band surrounded by a crowd of girls, and some guys while protected by no one but Freight Train, Kendall plays an acoustic while they sing.
"Kelly, please tell me that I am not looking at the dogs performing for free."
Looking out the window for herself after leaving her bag on the bed, Kelly gave a resigned sigh. "Would you look at them? They're so good to their fans."
"Yeah, I'm gonna blame it on cold weather because that is just sick behavior."
"Its good for press." She follows him away from the window.
"Where? Who? Do you see any camera men? I don't." Pointing he says. "Just a lot of screaming fan-girls with camera phones. Oooh behold internet success."
He didn't add that that wasn't all he'd seen. Kendall and James were watching each other like he looks at a particularly delicious piece of chicken or cake from a buffet or at a party, or better still... money. Which is a face of want. A face of gotta have along with the desire that ensues once he has it. But romantically? What an odd concept. But he's hip- he lives in L.A. He still gets Christmas cards from Boy Time members who fell in love.
"And would you stop being so cheerful? I don't want it to rub off on me."
"Tis the season." Kelly replied cheerfully. "I'm showering. Good night, Gustavo."
"Yeeah, good night." Looking back out the window at the 2, he began to hear a melody playing in his head. Going over to his suit case he grabs his mini-keyboard and begins to play.
7 7 7
"Finally!" Carlos tore into the bedroom of four beds and dropped himself heavily on the nearest one. "Ohhh a bed!" Eyes closed he blacked out almost instantly.
Sighing in agitation, Logan removed Carlos's sneakers and helped the loud male roll his airborn legs up onto the bed.
"I'm with Carlos, though," he yawns. "I can't believe we managed to do all the things we've done today without being tired." Logan sits on his chosen bed, and undoes his overnight bag to grab his toiletries. "Night you guys." He waved on his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
"Night Logan." Kendall and James reply.
Kendall made his way to the door, but when opening it he's stopped by James.
"Where are you going?"
"Its a surprise." Replied the exiting blond easily before tugging the door closed.
Blinking in wonder, James decided the Carlos strategy was better than Logan's and he fell onto the large bed dozing off like it were his job.
Downstairs, Kendall is at the front desk mustache in place, he asks the clerk for a room. The man eyed him suspiciously, especially when Kendall stroked the phony mustache causing it to pull away a bit.
"Yes. Well, here is the key to your suite, please enjoy the room Mr. Armor."
"Why thank you, my good man. I will." Taking the cardkey from the clerk, Kendall returns to the room with the others.
Spotting James asleep, he jumps when the bathroom door opens and Logan exits.
"I-I was in the lobby for a candy bar!" He spat at him nervously.
"O-kay, I didn't ask, but, good to know." Looking over his shoulder, he nods. "Need the bathroom?"
"Nah, I'm just gonna hit the hay." Kendall laughed nervously.
"Right." He kept a trained eye on his friend, while blindly reaching for the bathroom light switch to turn off. "You know, the fans already know which hotel we're staying in so you don't need the disguise."
"Disguise?" His gaze looked down as if he could see said disguise. "Oh, ah hehe. Right." Peeling it away, he stuffs it into his pocket. Stretching his arms out, he does a really good impression of a guy on a date using a really cheap move to slip his arm around a girl's shoulders. "Well, I'm pooped so... goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Sitting up in bed, not ten minutes later, Kendall sticks his finger triumphantly into the air. "And by 'goodnight' what I really mean is 'see you later, because I've got a room upstairs to sleep my man." Sucking in a breath, he adds to himself. "And boy it sounds weird saying that outloud."
Slipping from his bed he scoots the short distance to James's bed beside his. Tapping him, he rolls his eyes when James only shifts his position from laying on his back to sleeping on his side facing the opposite direction from Kendall. Extending his finger, he jabs James in the side over and over until the male shot up, with an objective shout on his lips.
"Don't!" Started Kendall in a shout of a hiss. "You'll wake up Carlos or Logan."
Seeing that the disturbance was only Kendall, he eased his angered intentions. "What do you want?"
"I thought since, we're here, we may as well make up for what happened between us before."
Grinning, he nods but then looks around the room spotting the other two members of the band illuminated by the moonlight coming in through the large window. "I'm not sure if we'll be quiet enough not to wake Carlos and Logan."
"Well you are gonna love me in a minute because I just got us our own suite above this floor." He holds up the keycard.
"Genius!"
"Athank you." Standing, he smacks James on the leg. "Now come on, I didn't think we'd sleep for this long." He looks at the clock crying out in a green glare. 3:19 pm.
"Right." He gave two thumbs up, climbing then out of bed.
The two snuck quickly over to the elevator, being sure to avoid making eye contact with anyone who may come into the hall as the two mice scurry along. The elevator dinged letting them off and Kendall hurried on ahead and unlocked the door for them.
"Aaah, a suite." James marveled at the large bed, and lovely decor.
"A little mood music to clear uncertain air," Turning on the small radio in the room, he approaches James with a smile on his face. "classical, so that we don't end up being serenaded by Carlos and Logan, or laugh on stage again."
"Smart." He wraps his arms around the blond drawing him into a very pleasing deep kiss. Stepping backwards, and almost trippingly out of their sneakers along the way, he steers Kendall to the bed nearly pouncing him flat on his back once the trip ended.
One arm hooked around James's shoulder and the other guiding them both backward on the bed towards the center, where he laid back. Humming in pleasure when James lay his weight down onto him, and he pushed his hips up eagerly into the pressure, being met with more weight and a gurthy rocking between his legs.
Their breathless sighs and moans without restraint fill the air and mingle with the musical sway of the violin and piano, harmonizing much like themselves; private lyrics shared between them playing into the music. Rising and falling with its balance. Even with the length of an expelled breath matched the cords.
When mounds became more apparent, and hands made busy undoing buckles, Kendall wrapped his legs around James's hips and arched his back when even the smallest bit of flesh on flesh touched. The heavy air filling the room and their lungs was lifted when Kendall whispered. "Stop."
"What?" Pants James looking down at someone who looks the exact opposite of 'stop'; and he kissed the blond's jaw along to his chin, unable to resist planting kisses on him when he looks so incredibly edible with his eyes closed and catching his breath.
"I brought some things, and I left them in the middle of the room."
"Toys?" Wonders James. "Kinky, but I can get into it."
Rolling his eyes at the assumption, he leans forward to push James back. "Just get the bag."
Scooting from the bed, he nabs a small white bag left in the center of the floor. And how had he missed Kendall carrying it to the room? Going through it, he returns to the bed. "Lubricant and condoms? But where did you get this, the hotel lobby?"
"You remember when we were shopping for new clothes in Japan?"
And they both look up at the ceiling as if it were a video monitor showing them a movie, and Kendall were doing a documentary over it.
"I bought an outfit of a traditional old man and left the store when everyone else was in the dressing room. And with help from Logan's translation book, I'd have to say it went pretty well."
The man behind the counter looked the blond haired, green eyed male over curiously, taking in the traditional kimono, mixed with an odd thick grey mustache and eyebrow combo, bare legs, and he could guess the male has on sandals as well.
Leaning his weight into his forearm that's resting on the counter top, Kendall says in a thick accent. "Kore was Kendall-san nimotsu." And he waved his hand around in a circle like it were the most casual thing in the world.
The man behind the counter cocked a brow since Kendall just took claims to luggage that is nowhere in the room.
Figuring that the man doesn't understand, Kendall tried again, only now making gestures to his crotch. "Kore wa borupen desu?" The man slowly shakes his head. "No? Um, how 'bout this..." He balls his fist then drops it like it weighs a ton, being sure his arm is lined between his legs. "No naka?" He thumbs through the book, finding two important words he tries again. "Chinchin no naka?"
"Kiru?" Wear.
"Yes! Whatever that means... as long as its not kill." He says when hearing how the word sounded. "I don't know what you just said actually."
"You want some condoms?" Asked the clerk in near perfect English.
"Yes! Condoms! Thank you!" He pumps his fist joyously.
"In back." He points. "Next time just ask 'do you speak english?' it goes faster."
"I will remember that," He wags his finger assuredly. "You said in the back. And there's lubricant too?"
"Everything you need."
"Thanks." He dashed off.
"Wow. Good story. It'd be better if it had some action." James removes the items handing them to Kendall.
"And since I ruined the sanctity of our deal by violating you in your drunken state... its your choice whether or not you'll use thes-.."
"Nooope." He cuts the male's speech short. Swiping the box he hurls them across the room.
"No? Aren't you even gonna think about it?" He looks to where the box has landed, knowing he won't- this time- experience what it means when the box reads: ribbed for pleasure.
"Nope. Now drop trow so I can lather you up."
Scoffing at the choice of phrasing it, Kendall complied all the same; watching James as he does the same. James pulled Kendall's hips to him, their position changed from the blond being on his back to him now having his back pressed into James while sitting on his lap. Their kiss resumes with a lot more tongue, and hands going everywhere up and down and inbetween every exposed bit of Kendall's body tensing the grip when the blond rolls his hips.
Distracting Kendall by nibbling on his neck, James worked the lubricant over himself and helped to steer himself into position. Sitting up on his lap was Heaven as he moved himself up and down but when James bent him over down on his forearms, hips raised that lit him on fire. And if anyone had told him this position was richer in feeling, deeper in travel he would have had it done a lot sooner, telling James this by his very expressive outcry. And when James moved in and out of him he saw another world.
...
James roused first, blinking tired eyes at the beam of daylight blaring in through the window. Turning his head he searches for Kendall who looks amputated by the pillow laying over his head. Lowering his head so he can find his lover beneath the pillow, James was the one surprised when Kendall's head suddenly shot up popping itself right into James's nose.
"Its morning!" The blond announced. "We gotta get back to the room!" Dashing off the bed, he only looks over his shoulder when he hears James groaning in the background. "Come on, James! We have to be there when they wake up. Stop lazing around."
James groaned and gave a thumbs up with one hand, while holding the blood in his nose with the other.
Kendall snickered to himself over the pout on James's face, while they walk down the hall to the band's hotel room. "I didn't know you were behind me, and what were you doing anyway?"
"I was going to wake you up then I got bashed in the face with a rock,"
And Kendall rolled his eyes, still smiling at how ridiculous it was that James is making such a big deal out of it. He's a hockey player after all. He suddenly gets an image of James in his jersey, filthy, and missing teeth and he can't help but laugh.
"Oh, you think its funny?" He asks in all seriousness. "Incase you forgot due to my mangled bleeding nose, I am 'the face'." And he shimmers his fingers down over said wonder of the world.
It only made Kendall laugh a little harder. Appalled, James jokingly raised his fist to the blond as if he'd make his nose bleed; but no sooner had he done this does the door to the band's room open.
"Again?!" Logan asks. "Why are you two always fighting when you're alone?" Taken aback, he does a double take when seeing James has blood staining just outside of his nose. "What happened?"
"We were going for breakfast when James smacked into the elevator door while walking off and looking at himself in the reflective wall."
"It was twelve times the pretty," His fingers cascade down his face. "I had to look."
Kendall smiled at how easily James could help him in a lie even when he's a little annoyed with him.
"You're wearing the same thing you had on yesterday." He pointed out as he stepped away from the entrance to allow them in.
"Felt around in the dark, we didn't wanna wake you or Carlos if there was no reason to. Besides," Kendall grabs his tooth brush from his bag when reaching it. "Kelly says we're going to the airport in twenty minutes or less so there's no time for breakfast anyway."
"Darn." Offers James.
"Oh well, we can have something on the plane."
"How awesome is it that our fans are still out there?" Carlos moves away from the window.
"Yeah its great, until we try to leave and they maul us." Logan cringes. "It'll be like something from Animal Planet."
He imagined them all dressed as safari men, all decked out in Banana Republic gear and watching as a herd of lioness lazily sweep their tails through the air. It would only take one 'phew' and back of the hand swiping of sweat and they'd be doomed.
James and Carlos shake off the massacre playing through their minds, then go back to gathering their own toiletries.
"Its not going down like that," Carlos informs. "cause the way I see it is..."
And they all imagine the very large and very powerful Freight Train heading their cabooses as they choo-choo on through with Gustavo bringing up the rear.
"Niiice." Approved James giving his buddy a manly high-five.
"Showers ready." Kendall left the bathroom, hair somewhat damp and being toweled.
But what James heard was 'Showers ready. Get in.' while he looked at him with sultry green eyes, slightly hidden by damp hair. Swallowing hard, he shakes the image away, spotting that Logan and Carlos, who were looking a little spacey shivered suddenly as if imagining James's thoughts as they had shared their own.
"I'm next, because I need a little longer than the two of you." James points his toiletry bag at the un-showered pair.
"We already took them," Logan informed before saying. "and you need to hurry because twenty minutes isn't a long time."
"Yeah, I don't even wanna think about the punishment you get for being late to the airport." Carlos panics as a dozen horrible scenarios flash through his mind.
"St- stop, you're making me dizzy." Logan holds out a hand for balance, sitting back onto his bed.
"We're not gonna be late for our plane." Assured Kendall. "And once we take our photo shoot, entertain Fujisaki we can do the last leg of tour and go home to the Palm Woods, Mom and Katie, and all our friends." And showing an example he raises a very large suitcase. "And its about time because going through customes is getting kind of expensive."
"We are buying an awful lot of stuff." Logan grimaced.
"Jaaames! Gustavo's here!" Kendall called.
Flinching like electricity tapped him on the shoulder, Carlos snapped around to face the door. "Where?" He asked when not seeing the large man.
"I'm just trying to get him out- Jaaames!"
Carlos sighed, sitting on the bed he throws himself backwards onto the bouncy mattress. "I wish I could just rewind time and do that night over. Every soft, bouncy, pleasure-filled second of beautiful sleep." He closed his eyes. "I even had a good dream." He chuckled to himself.
"Dawgs, where's James?" Gustavo came charging in.
"Shower." The three verbally point.
"Well get him out of there so we can go," Walking over to the window he looks down at the crowd. "it's bad enough we have to take the back to avoid the pack of wolves waiting for a celebrity feast."
"I'll get him- Jame-!" Kendall jumped from start when the bathroom door swung open.
"Good, right?" He was asking his reflection in a tiny hand-held mirror. Mirror James gave props with a wink and a gun.
"Good. On your leashes, let's move out!"
With disguises of sunglasses and ski-hats, along with the usual winter attire, the group sneak out the back and head for the street where 2 cabs are called upon to take them to the airport.
"You guys wanna play 'eye-spy'?" Asks Carlos on the plane; fork mid reach to his mouth.
"No!" Says Kendall and James.
"That game comes on a bit too strong," Logan comments. "Got a certain ring to it... now let me see- oh right- BORing."
Kendall sobbed in mock despair. "How long have we been on this flight?"
"Not long enough to be whipping out the bored games." Replied James looking at Carlos with malice.
"Or puns." Adds Logan."
"Hey, you started it."
"No I didn't." Snipped Logan.
"Yes you did." Retorts James.
"Eye spy with my little eye!" Kendall calls over the two's arguing. "...something white."
"Is it the plane?" Carlos guesses.
"Planes are silver."
"Oh. Then a cloud?"
"You guessed it. Game over."
Shaking some feeling back into his numbing brain, Gustavo looks to his assistant. "What do you think of this as a chorus?"
Taking the notebook, she looks over the words written in deep pencil marks. "Since when do you care what I think?"
"Since listening to the dawgs is making me wanna leap without a parashoot."
"Then its good. What are you gonna call it?"
"I was thinking Interlude since I don't have enough lyrics for it to be a song. Besides, all great singers have interludes on their cds. I want the third album to really scream "we've made it!""
Kelly nods.
P.A. Please put your seats in the upright position, fasten your seatbelts, remove all trays, and prepare for landing. Thank you.
...
Big Time Rush really had to hit the ground running since they were somewhat behind in schedule. Kelly did manage forgiveness for the mistake and got the whole thing cleared up and moved to different times that day.
They did a photo session in Japan street-style clothing, and old world Samurai with fake swords and everything- thankfully fake because James and Carlos were in the midst of an actual battle with them off camera, when they were doing individual shots.
Next came a magazine interview but they only needed to move one building over for that and the questions were fairly reasonable, and nothing out of the norm. By the time the early trenches of morning came they were singing and performing for the head of RCM CBT Global Net Sanyiod. While Griffin and the others watched on the sidelines.
"I see. Thank you Fujisaki-san." Griffin moves across the room to where the band is sipping water and waiting to hear the results of their small concert. "Fujisaki says that he loves the new songs and he can't wait for the third album... that, or he's cold and you're all fired." He laughed at the little scare he gave them. "But seriously, good work."
They smiled and cheered themselves within the circle.
"Now get out there and sing til your little pop voices give out." He looks at the whole of the room. "I've got some after partying to do." He dropped to the floor quick changing into a djing get-up.
The boys took a brief rest on the drive to the venue, then changed and got pumped up during sound check before the crowd showed up. Slowly the stadium began to fill and the lights and sound pick up as they go into their first song: The City is Ours. The energy of the crowd was way up, and hearing their songs sang back at them from fans who may or may not even speak English is always a great feeling. And when the last cord played for their closer World Wide they waved, said their goodbyes and left the stage still buzzed for the day ahead, especially since its the last of the tour and they'll be back at the Palm Woods.
"Dawgs," Gustavo entered their room while they're in the middle of packing. "don't let it go to your heads that you did good today, and... here." He held out some slips of paper.
"What's this?" Asks Carlos getting their first.
"Disney Japan!" Cheered James when looking over Carlos's shoulder. Holding onto the shorter male's shoulders, he bounces happily up and down.
"And these are real? Its not like you typed these up and printed them in the lobby or something?" Kendall asks while looking them over.
"Iii am... definitely gonna do that as a gag in April but, no, these are real." He digs into his pocket. "And look, Kelly and I have tickets too, isn't that lucky. Now we can hang out with you dawgs and have a little fun."
"Sweet!" Carlos hurried to the door. "I'm gonna ride everything!"
"Twice!" Followed James.
"Thanks Gustavo." Kendall pats their boss on the shoulder as he walked out.
"Thanks."
"Yeah, yeah." He smiled. "Just don't let it go to your heads."
7 7 7
Japan Disney was amazing! They had almost everything American Disney possessed with the exception of certain rides, actors, and food items.
"Big Thunder!" Shriek Carlos and James seeing the pointed roller coaster ride winding around a large mine.
"I'm going for the Mark Twain riverboat," Kendall watches the two depart. "Come on, Gustavo."
"Race you there!" He called after him.
"Can you even do that?!" Kendall called after him before following.
"Kelly?" Logan looks to the remaining member of their team.
"Would it be wrong to wanna see Fantasyland?"
Thinking about Cinderella castle, Logan smiled charmingly. "Sure. So long as I'm not with you."
Rolling her eyes she waved goodbye to the departing Logan who looked to be headed towards Tomorrowland, as according to the map.
They had fun in pairs, singular, switching to groups of 3 or coming all together for Critterland and Toontown where they got pictures with Mickey and the gang while wearing mouse or Goofy ears. After a stay through the haunted mansion- which all but Gustavo are still shaking off the nerves from the stretching portrait, Pickwick, a drunken victorian man swinging from the ballroom chandelier by his cane, and the executioner they decide to have some lunch since they sang through breakfast. Figuring that since they're in Japan they may as well partake of the native food, and they ordered big plates of Takoyaki, Harumaki, and Tempura.
"Gustavo, when is our plane leaving?" Asks Kendall over the meal.
"Around two a.m. Why?"
"No reason."
"We should go, maybe see a movie or something."
"Ooh subtitles." Logan brushes crumbs from his hand when the last roll of Harumaki is tossed into his mouth.
"Maybe we can see a ninja tour?" Carlos adds.
"Kinda wanna sit down after a day of extreme play." Gustavo sipped his hot tea.
They hid their snickers behind a sip or a bite, since they know that beyond walking to attractions there was very little physical movement of their own. Gathering more luggage expenses that they've bought for theirself or a friend, the group exit the park and head straight to a movie theater.
"Nice pick Kelly, its got action, drama, and blood all over the place." Carlos stuff another chewy gummy piece of Puccho in his mouth. Its so gooey that he'll assuredly be leaving the theater with all but two missing from the entire box!
"That actress reminds me of Camille- craazy." He whispers to Kendall- or at least someone he believed was Kendall.
The blond had actually escaped ten minutes into the movie with James to head back to the hotel.
"Time for our date. And since we all know foreign films can last as long as three hours plus, we're gonna squeeze as much fun into our date as we can." Kendall smiles at James beside him, then grabs onto his shoulders. "And here's how its gonna go down." He lowered them to the floor and popping back up he holds his hands out towards him. "Arcade, dinner, maybe some dancing, and a little bit of make-out time." Placing his arm around James's shoulders, he looks out into the great plan and says. "If I can enjoy an entire minutes worth of date with Jo, I'm sure I can make three hours with Jamie count."
"Good plan," Female James verbally applauded. "But I see it happening more like this."
Imitating Kendall's actions he lowers them to the floor, and like on a spring they pop back up, only this time Kendall is dressed as a girl while James is in normal streets.
"Now we can go out as James and Kendra."
Looking especially miffed, Kendall cocks an annoyed brow at his exposed knees. "Really? This is how you see our date in public?"
"You bet I do."
"Ugh!" Groans the blonde.
"Fine! Than how 'bout this?"
Down they go, and up they come. Only this time they're both ladies.
"Now we're lesbians?!" Shrieked Kendall.
"Hey! Its better the world see Jamie and Kendra out on a date than James and Kendall."
Running a hand down his face, he sighs. "What are we doing this for?"
"I'm not sure what you're talking about," Replied James.
"This! We're in Japan, and where we have fans- like Dak said, they're respectful." Tossing a chunk of his wigs long hair over his shoulder he says nonchalantly. "We don't have to argue over who's gonna be a girl, we can just go out and ask to be respected."
Thinking, James nods. "It sounds out-there enough to be a Carlos-plan, but since it came from you... it might work."
"Thank you." Down on the floor, he pops back up dressed like himself. "I've got half a quarter of Japanese experience under my belt, and enough nerve to ignore that we will be stared at."
"Let's move out."
...
Some kind man pointed out the arcade and damned if it wasn't an arcade street with how many little buildings littered that allyway. and they planned to hit them all within 40 minutes. The flashing lights and winning sounds drew them in and invaded their happy center as they found a large table to occupy, James on one side and Kendall on the other looking for how to start the machine.
"This is virtual whacking moles." Says a little boy grinning up at them. "I'll turn it on." He pressed the button. "Do you see this kanji? It means on. Just look for that. Do you like my English?"
Kendall and James exchanged humored looks to each other over the shouting helpful child, who's beaming up at them with all the happy sincerity in the world.
"Its great!" Kendall replied.
"Very clear!" Adds James with a thumbs up.
Happy as a clam the boy runs off to where the two weren't sure, but they both declared it time to play. The table was a virtual screen that glowed like a highwatt light bulb before the game showed up. Paddles in hand they didn't need to be told how to hit the moles when they shoved their goofy looking heads from the holes in the dirt. Hitting them was pretty funny because aside from them wearing little bits of clothing, their virtual smiling faces acknowledged that they've been hit by sticking their tongues out and looking very dazed.
Kendall missed a good few moles having to recover from laughter and vision blurring tears.
"Yes!" Cried James when he saw he was in the lead while a countdown flashed in the center of the screen. "Four! Three! Two! One! Woo hoo!"
"Rematch" Demands Kendall.
"You're on." He whirls his hammer by the stick in his hand.
After a crowd drawing tie-breaker the two moved on to a snowboarding game, rocking the board they're standing on sideways, forward or back to move it for the player.
"Jump! Jump!" Kendall hooted and cheered his now airborn player. "In your face!" He poked James on the nose.
"Lucky shot..." Chuckled the competitor. With support from Kendall's shoulder, he hops down from the game. "I saw a hoop shooter over there, the arcade victor victory of the arcade will be mine!" He declared in a proud tone.
The small crowd of teens and youngsters gathered all blinked in confusion and wonder if they'd heard correctly what the male had said.
"You bet I did." Replied James to the unasked question.
Giggling, the group of mixed gender and age bounced excitedly up and down over the fact that someone they were very much beginning to recognize has just spoken to them, and they followed closely but at a good enough distance as the pair made their way to the hoop shooter.
James beat Kendall hands down, he even through in a couple over-the-shoulder moves to impress the crowd that is now snapping pictures with their phones.
"Pose together!" One girl with pigtails banded off with green fluffy hair bands.
"Pleeeease!" Their hands went up like they were praying for the simple action to happen.
Shrugging, the two move in close and hold each other around the waist and shoulders, smiling happily as the small crowd snapped away. The young boy from earlier pushed through the crowd and tugged vigorously on Kendall's shirt- they took their coats off when their bodies began to warm up.
"Nissan? Nissan? Want to play this hockey with me?" He gestures though not just to himself but to one of friends who was looking very frightened over the whole ordeal.
"Sure. Lead the way." He tugs James along with him.
The females in the group, all wide-eyed and gasping, whisper in wonder of who the child is that he can command such time with Big Time Rush. They proceeded to follow their idols to watch as they played table hockey with the two kids; giving them all a real treat by showing off their teamwork as they played against the kids.
"Yeah!" Cheered James when the buzzer rang out.
"Taste the shame!" The victorious pair say in unison.
Seemed like a bad idea to say it too, because the next thing out of the kid and his friend's mouth was "taste the shame" to this and to that. Even when they popped snacks in their mouths, they demanded the mint and peach flavored treats to taste it. It was actually pretty funny. Kendall had removed his camera and did some filming for Katie, who is gonna die when she sees all the gaming selections. James is swooning the female masses with photo-ops and precisely done sweeps of his hair.
After playing the newest version of Bio Blasters, they joined a couple female fans for extreme DDR where they sweat and moved hard enough to count that as an official dance session.
The buzz was getting around that the two were just out cruising, and the small crowd turned medium when Kendall asked if there were any good eating places near by.
...
James wiped tears from his eyes and sniffled. "Curry. Baaad." He coughed when he felt his throat clench from the heat.
"I know." Wept Kendall. "I haven't cried this much since I fell on my head in Kindergarten after Jenny crossed under the bridge I was standing on." Mouth agape, he fans his tongue. "Doesn't help that it's really good."
"I know ooh hoo hooo." He popped his fist on table in agony, while wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
The crowd, having their own meals, giggled and chuckled while whooting that they were proud of them for eating level four curry at all.
"Can we get dessert to go, please?" Kendall asked the waiter.
And they left the curry hut with small bowls of rice pudding swimming in yogurt, that relieved their tongues almost like magic. The whole evening was like magic really, they could never walk the streets in the states with fans around them and walk away with their clothes intact. Talking to each other knowing that anything said isn't fully understood, so it goes no further than them really. They answered questions namely the one of the whereabouts of Logan and Carlos.
"Mm." James hummed over a mouthful. "Photo booth." He stepped to his right inside of the booth.
The two took five silly pictures of tongues out, mouths open with food, sick faces, and a normal grin, and in the end- they had dared- a smooch. The dwindling hoard looked over the photos with them laughing, then gasping. Could it be true?!
"Yes, but its our little secret. Okay?" Kendall asks. "Just between us? Secret?"
"Himitsu? Heki, heki." Said one girl to get the others nodding.
"Exactly like that." Agreed James while looking down beside him to where Kendall is thumbing through the translation book.
"Oh good, it means secret." Kendall sighs. "Yes, keep himitsu."
"Not" The oldest or leader of the group steps up to say. "a problem."
"Thank you."
"Welcome. Where next?"
"Umm, we have to get back to our hotel."
They all 'aaawwed' in sadness, even the boys! Straight as they are, they've still been hanging out with famous people.
"Its been really cool hanging out with all of you," Kendall glances over at James who's getting a cab. He looked down at the little boy translating for him. "And next time we're in Japan you're welcome to backstage passes or tickets where we're performing."
That brought their joy back, and after hugs and hand shakes, and signing some of the cell phones. The two climbed into the awaiting cab going back to the theater where they left the others.
"James?" Kendall stopped him from going in.
"Yeah?"
"Today was... really nice."
Grinning handsomely, he popped Kendall on the shoulder. "I think so too."
"How 'bout from today to whenever this thing ends... we call dibs on each other, and turn down anyone who asks us out by saying that we're seeing someone. And we'll know that we're talking about us."
James let that comment settle in him and he nods.
"No more seeing girls on tour, no more having freak outs from Benoits... just enjoying this thing til the end."
"I think that's a pretty cool idea." Leaning he covers one side of his mouth with his hand. "And you can insert any kind of kiss at the end of that contract."
Laughing, Kendall says. "Okay."
Walking back inside they spot the others stepping into the lobby rubbing their eyes while talking and ranting that it was one of the best movies they've ever seen! Exchanging looks, the escape artist begin rubbing their eyes and repeating something close to what the others were saying.
"Kendall," Logan says. "Why weren't you answering me when I was talking to you?"
"I... Iii was just so enthralled... what with that agent and the uhhh... the rest."
"Agent?" Logan wonders.
"Who's ready for dinner?" Asks Gustavo.
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