Kumo blankly leaned against the wall, as the rest of the band practiced. "Kumo, you going to rehearse?" One member asked. Kumo shook his head, he wasn't exactly to excited to even be there, let alone the fact that he had to deal with Keenan. What would happen?

Keenan pursposefully let all the others in before even a flash of him could be seen. Once they were all in he strutted in purposfully arms crossed on his chest not even glancing at Kumo smirking as the quickly set up. His bandmates watched him curriously. It was rare for Keenan to be in such a good mood unless he had gotten "some" in which case there would have been a story time...and since there was none his friends were very much confused.

Kumo watched as Keenan strutted in. He tried to ignoring him by burying himself in his own little world, but each time, his 'world' just faded black. He sighed heavily to himself, jealous at the fact that everyone else seemed to be enjoying life, but he just couldn't.

Unlike yesterday when Keenan's band shrugged off practice today they were working hard. Keenan's energy rubbing off on they others and they rehearsed happily. Keenan waited for his chance while his band happily played and he worked on tuning everyone else. Thought it was nearly impossible to tell Keenan was watching, staring really, at Kumo the entire time. He smirked waiting for him to move from his spot to another room or the bathroom so he could put his revenge into action.

((I'm just gonna play along..lol))

Kumo sighed as he stood up from the wall he was leaning. He quickly walked to the door, "I'll be right back." He told his band, before leaving to the bathroom.

((thanks xD))

Keenan waited a good while before tell his bandmate's he was going to go get something and that he would be back. He promptly walked to the bathroom kicking the door closed behind him. He wanted Kumo to know he was there as he nonchalantly went to the mirror pretending to be fixing his hair a smirk still on his face.

Kumo jumped as the door was shut. He looked over realizing it was just Keenan. Kumo hadn't actually been going to the bathroom, he had just been sitting on the counter space where the sinks were. He hopped down right when he entered, and acted like he was washing his hands.

"So why you bumming...." Keenan smirked not looking at him yet. No he was having to much fun to spoil it yet. But he couldn't deny himself a quick glance at Kumo which only reinforced his smirk.

"I think you know the answer to that question..." He snapped, before looking at the ground, "So did you just come in here to ask me that?" He questioned, annoyed.

"Maybe..." He smirked a playful teasing note in his voice, "Maybe not...maybe I don't feel like telling you..." He said finally turning to face Kumo.

"Telling me what?" He asked curiously.

((Sorry for the short post))

"Oh...now your intrested..." Keenan chuckled stepping closer to him a smirk on his face.

((NOES!!! It kills! *dies*))

Kumo stood there, watching Keenan closer, and more curiously, "Not really, just wanted to know what you meant." He said, suspicously.

"You know...I really don't... know..." He said moving closer until he felt the zap again and stopped. Given he was only a bout two steps away from Kumo. He tilted his head looking at him thoughtfully pondering.

Kumo watched him step closer, "If I tell you that I am intrested, will you tell me why you came in here?"

"That depends....how interested are you?" He asked poking Kumo's chest with his pointer finger a little roughly.

Kumo tilted his head, unsure of where this was leading to, "Interested enough to even bother to ask, I suppose." He replied, still watching him closely.

"Huh...." Keenan said watching him, "No regrets if I tell you is my condition okay...and also mum's the word no telling your friends....that goes for both of us..." He said cryptically a cunning smirk on his face feeling more zaps pass through him.

"Fine," Kumo promised, "But you actually have to tell me."

((SHORT POST ATTACK))

((NOOOO *dies*))

"Don't worry I will..." Keenan said smirking as he gently shoved Kumo back into a wall checking the door making sure no one was there or would be. He smirked looking back at Kumo happily, "Ready to hear?"

Kumo's heart started to race, as his face turned a dark red "Ye..yeah.." He had a hard time talking for some reason.

"Good..." Keenan said moving quickly as closed the space between them wrapping his arms behind Kumo's head claiming his lips kissing deeply.

Kumo was takin' by a huge surprise, but he didn't want to stop it. After a bit, he slowly began kissing back. Now he knew why he came in there....

Keenan easily continued enjoying it. As he kissed he continued to feel the small zaps happily as he pressed against Kumo.

Kumo wrapped his arms around Keenan's kneck, kissing harder, and with more passion. He didn't want it to stop...if this was his last day to live, this was definently the best way he would want to end it.