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Triangle	By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Miyavi Views: 2072 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Miyavi. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Triangle
- 2-two
- 3-Ch 3
- 4-Ch 4
- 5-five
- 6-Ch 6
- 7-Ch 7
- 8-Ch 8
- 9-Ch 9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 2
- 3
- 4
Disclaimer: I own not a damned thing!

A/n

You may noticed that I changed pov's after awhile in the story. It didn't feel like my usual works and now I'm happy with it. I'm sorry I haven't updated, I was getting ready for my trip to New York to see Dir en Grey! That show rocked!!

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The ride to the airport had been rather tense. Pleasantries had been made on both parts and Maaya’s strange behavior had been overlooked. Waiting outside of the airports gates was Saitou himself. The stout looking manager stood there almost nervously. He brought a hand up to his glasses wiping at them furiously with the end of his suite jacket. Miyavi shot Saitou a death glare from inside of the car at his friend and manager.

“She insisted!” Saitou mouthed hoping that Miyavi wouldn’t swipe at him with his guitar‘s carrying case that was slung over his shoulder.

Miyavi raised a single finger his way before turning his head the president’s direction. “Thank you.” He smiles sweetly leaning forwards and placing a fleeting ghost of a kiss on her cheek. He then pops the lock on the door and joins Saitou where he stands. Saitou gives a small bow to the manager before her car drives off.

“Here.” Miyavi shoves his second bag against Saitou chest. “Where’s everybody else?” He asks as they passed through the automotive doors.

“In the waiting area.” Saitou replies. “Did you have anything to eat yet?”

“Just Maaya-tan.” Miyavi replies with a wicked grin. He knew that Saitou’s face must’ve looked rather sick at the comment. “If you were hoping by having her pick me up that I would go back to women, don’t hold your breath Saitou-kun.” Miyavi told him before taking the nearest empty seat at the gate. He places his guitar between his legs, once he was sure that it was secure Miyavi then removes his nicotine replacement inhaler from his jacket pocket. MYV slips the stick between his teeth and cheek and sucks hard wishing that it were the real thing or something equally addictive, like Maaya.

Saitou just sighs, adjusts the strap on Miyavi’s bag so that it was more comfortable and waits to hear the number of the flight called.

Hyde

Hyde’s guitar rested heavily in the petite artist’s lap, the dark haired beauty was suppose to be in his room resting but like always he had gotten restless. His fingers trailed across the strings like a lover’s gentle caress, his head was tossed back resting against the plush material of the couch, his locks touching the skin of his bare shoulders while his eyes were closed in utter concentration. Since his recovery from the accident Hyde had been working nonstop.

“I need some time apart from L’arc.” He had told Tetsu after they had finished up in Baltimore. The other man had understood well. Early on in their career they had decided that personal conflicts would never dissolve the band. Besides, Hyde had a lot inside of him that wouldn’t fit with L’arc style. The music for ’Faith’ had to be solely a Hyde project.

The gentle ringing of Hyde’s hotel phone didn’t even stir the guitarist from his playing. Hyde knew who was calling so he ignored it.

Kaz is probably wondering how I’m doing. Hyde thought to himself. Aside from not eating for almost five hours the vocalist thought that he was doing pretty damned good.

Hyde’s stomach begged to differ.

A body gripping pain that felt much like a punch to the gut struck Hyde’s body forcing him to put down the guitar.

Maybe I should take that break now. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt like that expect for when Gackt had struck his cheek.

Unconsciously, Hyde’s hand flew to his cheek as he thought of his ex.

Gackt.

He had longed to call his former flame just to see how he was but his gut instinct told him not to.

You just need to find a new lay, Hideto. Hyde told himself, his lips smiling at the thought of a new body to explore. Women were plenty in Hollywood Hills but finding a suitable male partner was hard. The vocalist had always felt intimidated by the American men due to his lack of size. Hyde had considered Kaz as a possibility but only for a moment. Kaz wasn’t his type.

Unfolding his legs- Hyde had been sitting Indian style- Hyde rose to his bare feet padding off towards hall to collect his shoes. He slipped his feet into his shoes mentally debating rather or not to call Kaz and ask him if he wanted to go with him Mickey D’s. Since Hyde had been staying in California the rock legend had gotten accustomed to dining in at the McDonald’s in the area. He ate other foods but when he wanted something fast he’d go there. He even had a particular cashier that he would go to. Hyde liked that the girl didn’t think him rude or weird for pointing out or holding up the number of fingers for the meal that he wanted. She had even asked him to autograph one of the menus for her!

Hyde made sure to grab his jacket out of the closet and slipped a pair of shades onto his nose as he walked out the door, down the hall and towards the elevator. He passes by Kaz’s door but doesn’t knock sure that the other guitarist isn’t even inside.

Hyde rides the elevator down to the garage level to pick up the Honda Accord he had rented. At first the star had rode around in cabs until he had learned the area fairly well to be driving on his own. He fiddled with the radio dial a short while before shoving one of his cds inside of the disc changer.

Hyde hit the highway hoping that he left in time to avoid the heaviest parts of traffic since every hour in L.A. seems to be rush hour. Not that he minded, it reminded him of home. His destination was five miles off from the hotel and at an easy exit from the highway. He considered taking the drive through but he wasn’t sure if they would understand his attempt at English over the intercom.

He choose to go inside glad to find that it wasn’t crowded and his favorite gal was on register. She hooks him up with some extra stuff, he waves goodbye, smiles his thanks and is gone just in time to hit grind locked traffic.

Fuck.

Kaz once again decides to make contact to Hyde’s annoyance. Frustrated, the rock god digs his phone out of his pocket jabbing the necessary piece into the cigarette lighter’s compartment.

“Haido, where are you?” Kaz’s voice blared at him.

“Stuck in traffic.”

“Had a big Mac attack or a itch to see your crush?” Kaz teases the other musician.

“Got hungry not horny.” Hyde retorted back. “Besides she takes care of me.” I plucked a few fries from the bag. If I’m gonna be stuck here I might as well eat.

“Riight.” I could just hear the smirk in his voice.

I roll my eyes even tho he couldn’t see it.

“You feel like making the rounds tonight?”

Did I feel like making rounds? What kind of question was that? I wanted to snap off at Kaz but I didn’t. “Yeah, but I might stay at the hotel bar tho’.” I managed through a mouthful of fries. The bastard in back of me blared his horn but I paid him no mind.

“So when do you think you’d get here?”

I surveyed the endless yet colorful sea of cars winding tho the stretch of highway.

“An hour or two.” I replied off handed while digging in the bag for the box of pie.

“See you then.”

Miyavi

“I always feel like a criminal when I go through those things.” I mutter under my breath after I had completely cleared the metal detectors. It was always such a pain since I had to remove my lip ring. I considered leaving it out but then I just wouldn’t be me. I yawned, stretched and began to skip through the crowd. It was more so to loosen up my legs a bit then anything else. I knew I had people staring at my ass but when you had a camera and your own personal staff behind you, you don’t give a shit who stares.

I put up my hand cocking my fingers apart in greeting giving a bit of smile and some tongue for the camera. It was hard to be cute when your body felt jet lagged and all you wanna do is crash. Saito’s ass had finally caught up to me and was saying something but I wasn’t really listening.

“Huh?” I said holding my hand up to my ear.

“Baggage claim.” He repeats. “I’ma get the rest of your stuff from baggage claim. You go ahead with Miyuki to the van.”

“Ks.” I gave him the thumbs up. I liked Miyuki-chan. She was cool and made me look really pretty no how difficult I made it for her.

She was at my side in under ten seconds which was good ’cos I didn’t have to slow down much.

I gave her a small wave and smile.

“How was your night with Maaya?” She asks me, smiling wickedly. Miyuki loved that I hooked up with Maaya. “You two suit each other.” she had told me upon finding out about the relationship.

“Wicky, you know I can’t tell you that…here.” I wagged a finger her way making her pout a bit. I was tempted to lean down and kiss that pout but I knew that it would inspire gossip and maybe- scratch that ‘maybe‘- some envy.

I swayed slightly after she bumped into me.

“Hey!” I laughed. “Don’t take out your fan girl horniness on me!” I joked. I knew it was my own fault for fucking around with her and telling her about our little make out sessions. I never went into the sex part of our relationship which was awesome despite this morning’s setback. She couldn’t handle that if she heard it.

We strolled side by picking with each other along the way.

“Oh, finally!” I hopped in the back seat once we had reached the van. I leaned back against the seat, head tilting against the headrest slowly lowering my lids for effect; in case the camera was on me. Fuck it. The Komiyavichans had enough pictures of me sleeping. It wasn’t long before I really nodded off to sleep.
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A/n

Miyuki is an actual person listed as Miyavi's hair and make-up girl so I guess he keeps the same staff. I think I might have seen her a few times so don't kill me for adding an female character.
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