Pick of the litter | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Gackt Views: 5250 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I own not a damn thing nor am I proclaiming these things to be truth! Pure fiction sprung from boredom.
“Now, push me outta this room would ya?” Hyde asks.
Gackt nods and takes a firm grip on the handles wheeling the chair around to face the door. In long quick strides he had pushed Hyde half way down the hall and away from his prison before asking “Where to?”
“Take me outside. I need air that hasn’t been circulating from an air vent that smells like cat piss.”
Gackt laughs, short but genuine.
“So how did you sleep?” Gackt couldn’t help but ask but he knew that it was lighting the mood to talk about it in a joking way.
“Not bad.” Hyde answers with a shrug. “My neck’s a little stiff. Can’t feel my legs for shit. Something in my back hurts but I’m sure what and I’ve been pissing in a tube.”
“Not to mention you’re breath’s kicking my ass right now Haido.” Gackt added trying not to breath as he said this.
“That’s why I want a smoke.” Hyde’s pouty tone put a smile on the other’s man face; Gackt wheels the chair around pushing his back against the glass door that would lead them to the outside grounds.
“Yes, tobacco should clear that right up for you.” Gackt points out sarcastically.
Hyde rolls his eyes, “Suppose you would have something better for that huh? A mint perhaps?” Hyde’s tone was more hopeful then angry. Gackt stopped the wheelchair switching the brakes on so that Hyde wouldn’t roll away or try to wheel himself away for whatever reasons. Gackt then walked around and dropped down on his knees in front of his curious friend not caring whether or not if he would ruin his Italian tailor made pants on the cold slight damp ground.
“Whu-” Hyde began only to have his mouth covered briefly by Gackt’s. the two men stared at one another once the small moment of intimacy passed between them.
“I don’t your morning breath-”
“It’s the afternoon.” Hyde interjected his voice soft while his body starts to remember what that kind of physical contact could do to a person.
“Whichever.” Gackt states a raising a hand and placing it against Hyde’s cheek to thwart any other comments that might spout for his plush lips. “I’ve missed that smell. I’ve smell it so many times when you’d awake next to me.” With a slight smile he added, “It didn’t smell that bad before but you’ve been sleeping for quite some time now Haido.”
A tear had slid down from the corner of Hyde’s eye coming to rest on the tip of Gackt’s index finger which the vocalist them brought to his own lips tasting salt but to him it might as well have been wine.
Gackt slips a hand into his pocket abstracting his wallet, he digs through it for quite some time before plucking out a wrapped mint. “Here.”
Hyde took it in his hands, unwrapped it and slipped it into his mouth. He rolled the object around slowly making sure that he moved it around his gum line and on his tongue almost like he was brushing his teeth with it. Gackt watched and waited for Hyde to be finished.
“Thanks.” Hyde said once the candy had completely melted.
“That’s an improvement.” Gackt smiles as he gets up, circles around, takes off the brakes and begins pushing Hyde again.
“Since we’ve been out here I haven’t done much talking. Hell, you were always talking to me when I was asleep. I heard you even when you weren’t there talking to me!” Hyde laughs. “I heard all the things you had said about me more clearly. The more I thought about them, the more I realized that I’ve been living in a beautiful nightmare of sorts but while I was asleep I had a few good dreams.” He turns his head so that he can stare upwards at Gackt. “That’s why I have to do this so just listen to me okay?”
Gackt nods his head and waits.
“I’m leaving you.” Hyde said with a heavy sigh but his words invoked no real emotional response from Gackt since he had already felt it coming, at least steal a kiss or two had been the goal of that day before Hyde dropped his decision on him which he had already accomplished. “I’m staying separated though. Megumi’s my estranged wife anyway. I’m sure by now you know all about that.” Hyde’s lips set themselves into a grim line. “I’m still gonna do the U.S thing with L’arc. Once I get better of course.”
“There is one more thing I’d like for you to do for me, Gackt.” Hyde continued on.
“Anything.” Gackt breathed, hoping that whatever it was would give him a chance to win back Hyde’s affections.
“Get me out of here.”
Gackt stopped pushing the chair. “Out?” He repeats not sure of what Hyde was getting at.
“Yes, out. I want to go surprise Megu-chan.” Hyde had a smirk planted on his dry lips as he said this.
“You can barely raise yourself out of that chair!” Gackt exclaims.
“That’s why I need your help, genius.” Hyde rolls his eyes, his expression screamed ’duh’. “Sometimes I wonder why I ever…” His voice trails off figuring that it was best not to finish the thought since Gackt was in hearing range.
“Well how do you suppose we do this? You are a injured celebrity. I’m sure that the nurse has noticed you missing by now since we left without informing her.” Gackt’s brows creased together. “Are you even suppose to be out of bed let alone outside?”
“As much as your motherly concern touches me, I don’t need it right now. What I need is for you to cooperate.” Hyde spat rather testily.
Geeze! I’m starting to feel like he better off asleep. Gackt thought
“Fine.” Gackt relented. “I’ll help you out. But if you relapse or something I swear I’ll-”
“Relax.” Hyde cut in. “We’re gonna be fine.” Hyde’s voice sounded assuring but Gackt still felt uneasy.
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Is Hijori really Tetus’ or you just want him to be?
Gackt’s words bothered Megumi as she sat under the hair dryer.
Why does he always have to say something to upset me? Hasn’t he done enough to me already? She fumed under the heat. Since she had been around the eccentric annoyance she noticed that he stayed with her more and more. God that man got under her skin like a rash that just wouldn’t be cured.
The heat ceased and Megumi pushed the helmet off of her head, her curls were stiff and ready for a audience. She didn’t really have a lunch set up with her agent, she was spending some time with Tetsu. Not like that was Gackt’s business.
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