~Fifth times a charm! Hopefully this post works! A new story I started. Heres a story with a secret. Hope you enjoy it!~~

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The early morning rays of sunlight peered through the cracks in the shades rest softly on Michael Kenji Shinoda's face. A soft moan and the sound of rustling sheets indicated that the young man felt the warm rays kissing his face. The watcher smiled as the sheets slipped below the pale shoulders of the sleeper as he rolled over. The sounds of other hotel residents walking through the hallway could be heard. The loud thumping of a door slamming reverberated throughout the hall. The pale young man groaned.

"Chester, will you please quit making noise," he begged. Chester laughed from his seat at the small table in the room. Chester had been sipping water while he watched Mike sleep.

"Its not me. It's some of the other hotel guests leaving." Chester told him. Mike groaned and sat up. He glared at Chester. The blonde just shrugged and smirked. Chester had been up half the night watching movies and singing. "Sleep well?" Chester laughed at the daggered glare Mike threw at him and when he stuck his tongue out. Chester stood up and grabbed some clothes from his suitcase. He looked and Mike and smiled. "I'm going to go shower. I'll forget to lock the door just in case you get bored and want some company." he said to him. Mike threw a pillow at him just as the door shut. The sound of running water could be heard through the shower as the lead singer started the shower. Mike lay there listening for a moment before he threw the covers off, exposing his lightly tanned, olive tinged skin and his shimmering red boxers. Mike surpressed a groan as he stood up. He was sore and exhausted from last night's performance. There was a paper on the table at Chester's seat. He sat in the cushioned chair that the blonde singer had just vacated; it was still warm. The sounds of singing, muffled through the shower and the seperating wall, drifted to the asian. Mike sniffed himself and winced. He didnt shower after the show last night and he smelled like it. He got up and grabbed some clean clothes and opened the bathroom door. He set the clothes on the counter next to Chesters and leaned against the counter.

"Hurry up Chester, I need a shower as well." Mike hollered over the thrumming shower. Chester peeked out of the shower, around the curtain.

"You know you just wanted to see me naked," Chester accused him. Mike grinned. He looked up and down as if examining Chester, although he could see nothing but Chester's shoulders.

"Of course, I wouldnt drag myself out of bed for anything else" Mike teased him, a truthful undertone in his voice. The shower curtain closed again, the thrumming shower water changing as Chester moved underneath the torrent of water.

"Things went pretty smoothly last night I thought," Chester said. "The fans really got into it. I loved it when some of the fans got so carried away they had to be escorted out." he laughed. Mike smiled as he pictured the three security guards trying to pull some teenage girl away from the stage all the while her screaming out 'I love you Chester!' at the top of her lungs. Mike had seriously thought she was going to get loose and climb on stage.

"Yeah, she was that close," Mike said. "A few more feet and I would have been singing solo." Mike glanced slyly at the shower curtains. "At least, you would be singing a WHOLE different song." A roar of laughter came bouncing around the bathroom. Chester yanked the curtian open.

"Hand me my towel will you Mikeypoo?" Chester asked him. Mike shook his head. Mikes eyes drifted over the pale, dripping body of Mikes boyhood crush. Chester stepped out of the shower oblivious to Mikes apraising looks. He reached around Mike for his towel. Mike slapped Chesters bare backside as he toweled his hair dry.

"Hey, what was that for?" Chester yelped in surprise, staring at his roommate. Mike just shrugged.

"It was in my way?" he offered. Chester shook his head as Mike beamed at him. "Now get out, I need a shower and standing in the bathroom with a naked guy is just awkward." Mike ranted at him.

"Oh yeah right. Like that bothers you," Chester said, emphasising 'that'. "Dont try to pull that one over my eyes, remember it was me who walked in on you and that crazed fan that night you got so drunk you couldnt remember your own name." Mike blushed. At that time, in his drunken stupor, Mike had thought the crazed fan was Chester. It wasnt until later when Chester came to him and told Mike that he had walked in on them that the gay asian had realised who it was. Everyone, in the band, knew that Mike was gay and they were ok with it. Mike of course never told Chester had felt about him.

As the door closed behind Chester, Mike stepped underneath the running water, the hot water drumming onto his back. Mike's mind drifted back to the previous night when he had checked up on a fanfiction website devoted to their band. He read the stories sometimes. He was amazed at how many stories there were out there about him and the other band members being gay and sleeping with one another. One of the stories had really caught his mind last night, a story very much like his life. A depressed Mike Shinoda crushing on Chester Bennington without the latter ever knowing and it wasnt until it was to late that did Chester reveal his feelings. There were others where Chester DID come to Mike with such feelings.

Mike sighed as he rinsed the soap from his body. Life would never be like that. Mike stood there letting his thoughts drift as he relaxed in the running water. After many minutes had passed a knocking on the bathroom door interrupted his reverie. It was Brad.

"Hurry up Michael, we're going to go grab some lunch. We are starving out here, quit getting yourself off on images of Chester and get out here." Brad yelled.

"Quit blowing up Chester's ego Brad," Mike yelled back. "I'll be out in a second." he finished up, turning off the water and getting out of the shower. He sighed as he dressed himself. Back to real life and to being 'just friends' with the crush of his life. He check himself in the foggy mirror. He looked good enough. With a few quick strokes of the comb he was ready to go back to being someone else.

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