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You're my Vanilla	By : LaBelleMorte Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Crossovers Views: 1281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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She had Reita drop her off at Ruki’s. He didn’t argue he simply dropped her off in front of his parent’s home in Kanagawa and drove away. She rang the door and almost instantly he opened it. He was shocked to see her there.
“Saku-chan? What are you doing here?” he said as he looked at her, she looked like hell. She grinned and kissed him. “Saku!” He grabbed her shoulders firmly. “What’s wrong?” That made her start to cry.
“Gacchan… he was with a blonde… he lied...” she could barely talk through her tears. “He missed another one of my lives,” Ruki lead her deeper into the house. His parents were gone for a few months, he sent them on vacation. He closed the door behind them and then lead her up to his room.
Looking at her made her realize that he had always thought about having a girl that looked like her in his room. But this wasn’t how he wanted to have her, especially after talking with Uruha. He wanted her like how Uruha had her, how he could have had her the day before. Not like this, he looked her over for a moment.
“How was the live?” he said changing the subject as he sat down on the bed she sat next to him and smiled a little.
“It was a live,” she laughed.
“How’s Yuzuru? I heard he had the flu or something…” She blinked at him and shook her head.
“He broke his finger he doesn’t have the flu… maybe I should have gone to see him, he would gladly take my mind off of it,” she said the last bit as a mumble. Ruki looked at her for a moment.
“Is that all you want from me? A fuck?” He wet his lips and looked at her.
“Ruki, I need things that he refuses to give me…and I know I can get it from you,” she spoke slowly and softly.
“You’re Reita’s roommate, Reita is my best friend and band member, I can’t fuck you”
“So because he doesn’t have the balls to even ask me I have to suffer?” He slapped his forehead and looked at her. Reluctantly he stood and walked over to the door. He opened it and shook his head.
“Yeah, sorry… I’m not Uruha I can’t do this… Reita’s too much of a friend to me,” They stared at each other for a long drawn out moment. She stood and Ruki followed her out.
Reita and Uruha sat on Reita’s bed kissing. The taste of wine on both of their lips, the kisses sloppy full of mixed emotions that neither would dare express to the other. They had been doing this for sometime; when they got lonely they would lean on each other. It had been this way since middle school. Now they were much older, more aware of their bodies, more aware of their needs. When they touched each other they never thought about each other. The lips they were kissing weren’t each others. That was how it worked. How it didn’t strain things between them.
Uruha pulled off Reita’s shirt and started unbuttoning his own as they kissed blindly. The shorter man’s hand sliding under his shirt. Feeling the warm flat planes of his stomach and chest, it caused a short pause. A short hesitation that was made all the longer by a knock at the door.
“Kuso!” Reita said as he stood and slowly stumbled his way to the door. Looking out the peep hole he saw Gackt, standing on the door step in a black suit with blue tinted sunglasses on. Reita pursed his lips and looked back at Uruha who now had his shirt off and was standing in the living room in nothing but his overly worn blue jeans. A cigarette lit in his hand dangling idly between his fingers as he waited with a hand on a slender hip. Reita slowly unlocked the door and opened it.
“What do you want?” Reita said staring up at the taller older man.
“Is Sakura in?” Gackt spoke looking around. He saw Uruha standing in there half naked and looked at the half naked Reita and put two and two together.
“No she’s with Ruki,” this from Uruha, who then took a drag on his cig. Reita turned and shot him a look.
“Oh, will you tell her I was here?” He adjusted his sunglasses.
“Like it really fucking matters! Why the fuck are you even with her?” Reita laughed as he walked back to Uruha and took the cigarette from him.
“It’s none of your business,”
“No, It’s all of our business, we are going to still be here when you’re gone,” this from Uruha.
“I see, well I am with her because I love her,” he sighed “and it’s not the fast paced heart racing sweaty palm brief love that you are all so fond of, it’s a much more constant love,” Gackt narrowed his eyes at Reita who was laughing.
“Constant? Yeah, right. That’s why she’s at Ruki’s giving Ruki some constant love,” Reita said through his laughter. Uruha smiled
“Oh yeah, I’ve been meaning to ask you… that thing she does with her tongue when she has your cock in her mouth, you know that swirling thing, did you teach her that?” Uruha said before taking a drag on his cigarette. Gackt pursed his lips and left slamming the door behind him. Reita and Uruha cracked up and ended up kissing, holding the half gone cigarette out of the range of each others bodies. They pressed their hips together as Reita’s kisses wandered down Uruha’s neck. Their movements became more frantic as the delightful friction of their jeans rubbing together made Uruha cry out. Reita wound his hand in Uruha’s soft caramel colored locks and pulled his hair hard, causing the taller man to elongate his neck. Uruha stood frozen for a moment before Reita pushed him down face first into the couch and yanked down his jeans.
Uruha groaned as Reita took a moment to appreciate the view of his best friend’s ass in the air. It was always like this. This was what Uruha liked, he loved it, the feeling of giving up his control to Reita. He would only let Reita treat him like this. Reita pulled his hair harder causing Uruha’s throbbing cock to twitch causing a drop of precum to fall from the tip to the floor. Uruha was shaking with anticipation by the time he heard Reita’s jeans hit the floor with a dull thud. He swallowed and tried not to drool on the couch. He his eyes as he felt the familiar coarse hand on his flesh, he braced himself for the pain he knew was to come the feeling of Reita’s hard flesh piercing him without any lube. He let out a dull moan as Reita bit his lip and thrust into Uruha with one painful stroke.
Pain lanced through Uruha’s body, and he instinctively tried to pull away which only caused the tension of Reita’s grip in his hair to increase, sending tendrils of more pain through his quaking body. The familiarity of it made his eyes roll in the back of his head, the sounds of Reita’s merciless pounding and the drags on his cigarette mixed with his own moans and Reita’s soft grunts. This was Uruha’s tiny little place of heaven, only Reita could make him bleed, only Reita could use him so completely.
Sakura showed up to the make-up room at Domoto early. Well she was early for her, Yuzuru was already there wearing a nice neat Black suit jacket and black pants sitting at the counter. He looked at his friend and sighed. She looked bad. Bad as in she had spent the whole last night crying. There was a note with her name on it that was sitting on the counter in front of her chair. She ignored the letter, she knew the hand writing.
“Myv apparently really wants to apologize,” Yuzuru said as he gestured to the letter,
“He called me a whore and spat on me,” she said flatly, as she was soon assaulted by a horde of makeup staff. The cellist of their band stepped out of the bathroom with a grin.
“Myv calls everyone a whore,” Toshi said with a giggle as he flicked up the collar of his white shirt.
“Ah yes, well Myv did more than just call me a whore… he insulted me, and has been feeding everyone crap about me! And I don’t appreciate it,”
“Saku! He’s trying to apologize!” Yuzuru said as he stood and checked his straight silver hair. Once the people were done with Saku’s make-up they handed her an outfit and sent her into the bathroom.
Sakura changed and ignored everyone’s voices. She had enough to think about. She still hadn’t been home since she was turned down by Ruki again. Spending the night at a hotel she had managed to think about her situation. She changed quickly, adjusting the high collar of the shirt and jacket, lining them up so the black and white matched perfectly. She looked down at her pants, they were too large in her opinion, and they almost looked like a skirt. Still she smoothed the fabric and walked out of the bathroom to be met with a whistle of approval form Yuzuru.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep it in your pants,” she said as she collapsed down in her chair. They did some special touch ups to her make up and then the stage manager motioned for them to go out. She sighed and followed her band mates and friends out, snagging her simple black sunglasses on the way.
The bright lights of the studio always hurt her eyes. She slid them on before she took a seat next to Yuzuru, she didn’t pay attention to anyone else around her just the chair and she occasionally looked at the hosts. She was lucky she usually didn’t get asked too many questions, a minute or two into the interview she felt eyes on the back of her neck and she slowly turned her head to the side. Sitting behind her was Gackt. She sighed and sat up a little straighter before she adjusted the collar of her shirt and jacket to hide her neck all the more.
“So Gackuto… I heard you are involved with one of the members of the band here,” Tsuyoshi said as he laughed and looked passed her at Gackt. He smiled,
“You could say I’m involved with all of them in a way,” he then blew Yuzuru a kiss and he returned the favor. Koichi made a face but Tsuyoshi simply laughed.
“Sakura-san, where’s your necklace that Gackuto gave you? I thought you didn’t go anywhere with out it?” Tsuyoshi said as he leaned over Yuzuru and looked at her, she simply shrugged.
“I lost it, I have a bad habit of losing small insignificant things,” she didn’t speak any word out of the ordinary, “unless something like a necklace has a truly sentimental meaning they usually don’t last long,” she shrugged.
“Gackuto… are you going to make her another?” That was when the silence started, the kind of silence that is not good on a national television show. However it only lasted for a second.
“I will, I believe that all of my dearest friends should have some form of protection on them, I feel as though since she lost it then it served its purpose but that doesn’t mean she no longer requires the protection that it offered,” he went on and she zoned out looking at the skull ring on her finger that Yuzuru had given her for her birthday after their first live as Merciful Death. She crossed her legs and leaned back in the chair a little. She started humming Mizerable, it was a bad habit she had when she was being sentimental. And she was feeling that way now. Hurt and Sentimental.
“Oh Sakura-san! You have such a beautiful way of humming,” this caused her to blush. “Why don’t you sing?”
“Because I can’t scream,” she laughed as she sat up and looked at him,
“Can’t scream?”
“No, when I scream I sound like…” She opened her mouth and let out a hissing noise “see I can’t scream,”
“Then why don’t you become like Gackuto?”
“I like rock music too much,” she laughed.
“But your voice is so beautiful!”
“My humming is beautiful,” she held up a finger “and only when I’m thinking”
“Thinking about what? Gackuto?” that made everyone laugh, except her and Gackt. She shook her head.
“No, no no!” she laughed a little, even though she was “Just how my name has been tied into so many people recently and some of the people I don’t even know!” she laughed and shook her head.
“Well who are you with? Or are you single?”
“I’m not telling,”
“Ah… well… Did you know you and Gackuto are dressed very similar today,” Tsuyoshi laughed “I just noticed you two are wearing almost the same thing,” that made her turn around and look at Gackt, and they were. Except Gackt had a white rose pinned to his lapel. She touched the rose before she even noticed what she was doing and looked up into his glass shielded eyes. It was in that moment that she realized that she had just made a mistake. She quickly turned around. “Ooo I think someone has a little crush on Gackuto!” Tsuyoshi and Koichi laughed.
“I just want the rose, I am jealous of him, I have an obsession with white roses,” she spoke quickly. Yuzuru laughed
“She has a lot of obsessions!” Yuzuru laughed. Sakura felt movement behind her and she didn’t need to turn around to know that Gackt was holding the white rose out to her.
“A rose for a rose,” he spoke, his low voice causing her a bit of distress she shifted uncomfortably and then slowly took the rose from him and held the small flower in her hand.
“Thank you,” she spoke softly. Tsuyoshi stood up.
“I knew it! Gackuto has a crush on Sakura-san!” this made the audience laugh
“She is very beautiful, the first truly beautiful woman I have seen in a while,” He said softly still leaning over her shoulder.
“Aren’t you nervous having a vampire so close to your neck?” Tsuyoshi said rubbing his neck looking at Sakura who was acting as cool and calm as Gackt was.
“No,” she spoke with a smile.
“No? but aren’t you afraid he’ll bite you?” Koichi said looking over at her. She shook her head slowly.
“I would be more afraid of his hands by my neck, I heard he likes to break slender necks” she said laughing Yuzuru looked at her with wide eyes. She cracked her neck as Gackt retreated to a more comfortable spot.
“I think she’s a vampire too” Tsuyoshi said pointing at her, she laughed.
“Maybe,” she shrugged with a laugh.
After that the attention was moved from Sakura and Gackt to Yuzuru and Toshi. That was until they wheeled out a game for them to play. Gackt started laughing when he saw what it was, it was karaoke challenge. They made them all stand up and walk over to it. Sakura was still fiddling with the rose. Gackt took it from her and pinned it to her lapel and smiled down at her. She deadpanned and turned away from him to stand next to Yuzuru.
“I heard that a certain someone likes to sing Gackuto’s song’s in the shower,” Tsuyoshi said looking at Sakura she hung her head and then looked at Yuzuru because he was the only one who knew about it.
“Yuzuru!” she whined which made everyone laugh.
“Gackuto, does this mean you sing Merciful Death songs in the shower?” Tsuyoshi laughed. Sakura pursed her lips. Gackt looked at Sakura and smiled.
“Only Akai bara Akai Kissu,” he spoke as he stood behind Sakura she took a step away.
“Akai bara Akai Kissu… ah it’s about a vampire! Of course… what songs do you sing Sakura?”
“Vanilla” Yuzuru said laughing.
“Vanilla?” Tsuyoshi echoed through laughter “Do you dance too?”
“No!” she spoke softly crossing her arms.
“Sakura you go first,” Tsuyoshi said handing her the microphone attached to the machine. She sagged as the song started playing but she still played along, and sang as the lines of the song passed across the screen but she didn’t read them she sang instead to Yuzuru and Gackt, playing along. After a minute she had to start dancing a little, it was a dancy type song. At the part where Gackt said “Kami-sama” she said “Gackuto-sama” right to him which made the audience and the hosts cheer. The song cut off when it got to the bridge. She then handed the microphone back to Tsuyoshi who grinned at her.
“Can I be your vanilla?” he said with a cheesy grin plastered on his face she started laughing really hard. Her score flashed on the screen 97%, she smiled.
“It would have been 100 but I said Gackuto-sama and I don’t think that’s what he says” she said with a hint of a giggle to her voice.
“You have a really nice voice! You should be a pop star!” Koichi said as he looked at Sakura she shook her head.
“No, I am a bassist, I like playing bass I only sing in the shower,” Gackt stood next to her.
“Gackuto-sama huh?” he said softly, she looked at him.
“mmhmm” she said with a nod.
“So you think I’m hot like an ecologist?” she just nodded The audience erupted again.
“Why aren’t you two dating?” Tsuyoshi said with a laugh.
“Who said we weren’t?” she said with grin as she pulled her glasses down on her nose.
“So you’re dating?”
“Who said we were?” she spoke in a calm voice Tsuyoshi shook his head.
“You are confusing, Gackuto your turn,” he handed the mic to Gackt who looked at the monitor for a moment and sang along with Akai Bara Akai Kissu like it was his song. He turned around and sang it to Yuzuru who faned at himself and jumped up and down like a little girl like he was wont to do on stage while singing it. He stood close to Yuzuru and cupped his face in his hand paying the crowd some real fan service. When he was done Yuzuru kissed him and the crowd erupted louder than before, and a 95% flashed on the screen. Gackt looked at it and then looked at Sakura, she grinned at him smugly. The crowd cheered and Sakura moved a little to the music as the song started playing.
The show was pretty much over after that, Merciful Death played Merci Belle Mort, and Gackt sang Returner. They made Sakura pick who she thought was cutest and she picked Yuzuru like she always did. And then they stayed on stage and talked about nothing for two minutes before they were all allowed to go back stage. Gackt followed her backstage and into the dressing room.
They stared at each other for a moment, it was sad to think that they didn’t know what to say to each other. Gackt had been doing a lot of thinking after speaking with Uruha and Reita. Even though he was mad he still wanted to make it work. She like everyone else undressed ignoring Gackt. She took off her coat and tossed it over the chair. She pulled the shirt free from the pants and took her long hair down from its ponytail. She let the make-up people take off the layers and layers of make-up that stopped her from looking like a zombie. Gackt took a few steps towards her and looked at her. She looked bad.
“Saku-chan,” he said softly as he knelt beside her and looked up at her. She took off her sunglasses and looked down at him with her too blue eyes, eyes that didn’t fit her coloring at all.
“Gackuto-san,” she said using the coolest tone she could manage.
“You’re using again aren’t you?” he said flatly as he looked at the dark circles under her eyes. Everyone else left. “Saku!” he said after a moment.
When they had met she had been on a binge, she had wanted to die it was as plain and simple as that. She figured she would pump her body full of as many drugs as she possibly could and her life would just slip away. She wanted to die the same way her old friend did, a blaze of glory, pretty, young and high on heroin.
Gackt opened her purse that was on the counter and took out the syringes. He walked over to the bathroom and tossed them in the garbage. He returned and stared at her. The woman that had impressed him so much with her knowledge of languages, the woman who he had fallen in love with the first time he laid eyes on her.
Now he looked at her and his heart hurt. He took off his glasses and set them on the counter next to hers. The light of the dressing room stung his eyes a bit. They both had almost the same problem, his was from a fight he got into when he was sixteen hers was from her getting slammed into a rock at the beach when she was seven. They had so much in common, it was why they worked. And it wasn’t that he was apathetic to her music, he simply couldn’t go to lives like she expected him to. He was a true celebrity in Japan, he couldn’t go anywhere without being recognized.
She was crying, he frowned deeper and kissed one of her tears. She sobbed, and he pulled her close, so close they were breathing each others breaths as she cried freely. Her body ached just having him so near. She looked to the side and sighed wiping her tears.
“Promise me you won’t do it again,” he said softly, his voice sending shivers down her spine. She turned her head towards him and looked into his eyes, passed the blue contacts.
“I… I promise… I just,” she shook her head.
“Shh, I know,” he said pulling her close again.
“Why did it have to be a blonde!” he laughed a little.
“It could have been anyone Saku-chan, I wasn’t thinking clearly… but lets start over, let’s forget about what I did while in America and what you did while I was in America okay?”
“Who told you?” she said softly as she looked away, she was a little ashamed of it but for all of the wrong reasons.
“Uruha, I went looking for you last night… and it doesn’t really matter, will you come home with me?” He took the necklace out of his pocket, her necklace with the small onyx pearl in it; he fastened it around her neck. It was almost like the first time he gave it to her, except he had asked her to move in then.
“I’m sorry about all that I just… I need more,” he looked at her tear streaked face and nodded.
“I know what it’s like to be young Saku, I think I can keep you satisfied,” he kissed her cheek “at least I’ll try,”
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