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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
- 3
- 4
- 5
“Meeves.” Saito’s voice shouted in the artist’s ear.

Miyavi swatted at the manager like a cat batting at an fly. His fingertips only cut through the air. He weren’t ready to get up.

‘Saito was going to havta carry my ass ‘cos I aint moving for nothing.’ Miyavi thought to himself.

“Meeves…” Saito repeats his name again to Miyavi’s annoyance.

Miyabi made a small whining noise in the back of his throat to show that he was at least listening to the manager.

“Are we there yet?” Miyavi whines shifting his head from one arm to other. It had been resting quit uncomfortably against the cool glass of the window as well as his tucked arm.

“No, we’ve got a flat.” Saito’s word made the artist’s eyes pop open at once. Saitou was leaning over MYV from the doorway, his glasses sliding down his fat nose sweat from the California heat trickling from his forehead down his nose.

Great.
“Should I help push?” Miyavi asks with a stifled yawn. He didn’t really want to but if it would get him out of the heat faster he was game. They had turned off the air conditioner in the car.

Sweat crept down the sides of Miyavi’s neck making his hair stick to his skin. He was glad that he hadn’t worn anything around his neck that afternoon.

“Naw,” Saito shakes his head. “But it would be easier if you got out of the car tho.”

“Okay. I gotchu.” Miyavi swung his legs out forcing Saito to take a step back. Once his feet touched the ground the guitarist stretched, yawned and adjusted his eyes to L.A.’s beating sun wishing that he had stuck one of his Von Dutch visors on sweat damped head. Miyavi raised an arm shielding his delicate eyes with a hand so that he could fully see all there was to see. All he saw was a killer stretch of highway that seemed to go on for miles and miles with no end in sight.

“Dayum!” Miyavi cursed loudly gaining a few stares his way from passengers in other cars. He spotted a cutie riding in a bug and gave her a small wave ’hello’.

To his surprise she returned the gesture and rolled down her windows.

“Hey.” She greets cheerily showing off the cutest dimples. She was blonde and green eyed with slight hints of make up on her seemingly flawless complexion. Her boobs were pushed to their limit in the baby blue halter she was sporting.

He could just bet that she was wearing flip flops too. Any takers?

Making sure that traffic had really come to an halt, Miyavi made his way to her car hoping that she didn’t freak out or think him to presumptuous.

He got his answer to his thoughts as he got closer to her car; she popped the locks on the passenger side seats allowing him access to her haven.

“Need some help?” She asks me as she turns down the blare of some rock band Miyavi had probably never heard of.

Not being able to properly communicate with the girl Miyavi gestures towards the slightly raised van.

“Y’all got a flat?” She asks not really sure if Miyavi understood, but he had pointed out the car which meant that he had.

Miyavi nods taking comfort in the blasting a.c. He bit down on his bottom lip trying to remember a few words. Maaya always joked that he knew enough to get him laid but he didn’t want to scare the girl let alone give her the wrong idea.

“Can you speak English at all?” She asked with a flirty hopeful sort of smile.

Miyavi held his hand up bringing his thumb and index finger a few inches apart, “A little.”

“That was good.” She complimented. “Wanna sit here till they’re done?” She asked, her eyes watching the struggle Saito and the others were having.

Miyavi nodded again, his eyes too watching the comedic scene that was his team.

The other three members of the team watched as Saitou tried to screw the screws back but Saito’s grease slicked hands couldn’t hold the screws so they went scattering off. Wicky and two others chased after them; Wicky had plucked them up with her nimble fingers and then kneeled before the tire placing them where they belonged. They seemed to be almost finished and traffic was starting to move again.

“Gotta go.” Miyavi told his new friend giving her a small wave as he exited her car. She waved back before moving her car along the stream of others. The guitarist on the other hand had to wait for someone to let him pass in order to get back to the emergency lane.

“Y’all done?” Miyavi asks once he reached Saito and Wicky; the other teamsters were removing and putting the jack back into the van.

“Where were you!” Wicky exclaimed angrily taking a playful swing at her favorite canvas. Miyavi caught her wrist easily in his hand, he then slid his hand into hers taking a firm grip on it before raising her arm and twirling her like a dance partner. Wicky laughed as she spines while Saitou shook his head.

‘Why did I put her in this van?’ Saitou thought to himself as used the end of his shirt to wipe the film of oil and sweat from his forehead.

“Okay everybody, into the van.” Saito order clapping his hands to get their full attention.

They didn’t have to be told twice, the heat was unbearable.

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They didn’t have to be told twice, the heat was unbearable.

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After fighting two hours of traffic Hyde was happy to reach the hotel. But after hours of sitting in the hot sun, the veteran rocker was ready for a shower and a nap rather then a night out at the bar.

“So you’re bailing on me?” Kaz asked gruffly over the phone. Hyde had made an effort to at least call him before hand.

“Not really bailing.” Hyde explained over the rush of the shower head. “Taking a nap first.” God did he sound old! “I’ll catch up with you guys later.” Hyde promised before clicking the phone shut. He places the phone on the counter furthers from the spray before throwing himself under the spray of lukewarm water. He snatched his bottle of vanilla scented body wash off the counter and squeezed an more then generous amount on his white puff.

Hyde washed his body in slow stirring circles waking up his starved flesh. He hadn’t realized how pent up he was until the starchy material came into contact with his skin. He considered relieving himself but that normally left the vocalist even more frustrated. He needed flesh for flesh.

With a quick flick of his wrist Hyde turned the taps off, steps out of the shower onto the fuzzy white mat. He towels himself off in swiftly brushing that area only slightly.

‘Maybe I could…’ He thought eyeing the slender black cell. He shakes his head clear before he could finish the thought. Instead Hyde snatches up the nearest towel wrapping it around his middle as he shuffled towards his bedroom. He could sleep it off for a while but the ache would be there when he woke.

‘Tonight, the bar, laid.’ The suffering guitarist told himself as he laid his body to rest.
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