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50 ways to love	By : nekochannya Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > GacktJOB Views: 919 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Jeez, man! Turn on the damned air conditioner! I’m roasting alive back here!” Toshi complained bitterly for the hundredth time that day. “He maybe cold… but we aren’t! Tell me again why are we putting Ren’s needs before our own?” He asked adamantly, drilling holes into his sweat-drenched band mates. A defeated curse left his lips when he saw You sigh resignedly and Masa fidget with his guitar’s strings, both avoiding his eye while watching Ren shrug silently. Wordlessly, he threw his sticks up accepting his defeat.

“Give it five more minutes and we’ll do just that, ok?” Chacha promised, knowing that if he did Ren’s playing abilities would be shot to hell. Normally he would just have ignored Ren’s whining regarding the temperature but for the past 2 weeks, he’d turned progressively silent and withdrawn. He would ignore the rest of the band, fall asleep or indulge in a sullen crankiness that would drive the others crazy.

He’d intended to talk to him about it but hadn’t been able to. Now it seemed obvious to them that the reason behind his moodiness was the fact that he’d been hatching a very nasty cold that was making him miserable. Up til now, whenever they’d asked about his health, he’d down played the whole situation saying that everything was under control. He’d caught Ren sniffling and fighting his urge to cough desperately whenever he thought nobody was looking. They all knew a sick Ren was one ornery critter. He had no patience whatsoever with his own weakness, so he turned irritable and moody.

Masa on the other hand was another matter entirely. For the past 2 weeks he’d thrown himself into practice with a passion that was painful to behold. He would be the first to arrive on any given day and the last to leave after rehearsal was done. ‘I wonder what crawled up his ass.’
Chacha couldn’t help but worry since both were an integral part to his band’s well being. ‘Even Gackto is acting up. I am afraid the end of their affair is at hand.’

“Oi, koneko! When are you going to pay attention?” Chachamaru rapped his knuckles atop the red mop of hair in a failed attempt to get his distracted band mate to pay attention to the rehearsal. “You know it’s gonna make it worse if Gackuto-chan arrives and finds you out of it. He will really let you have it.” He warned trying to get his point across. “Better look lively… If Gackto discovers you have been sick and never told him, there will be hell to pay.” Still his younger friend didn’t as much as blink in reaction to his words.

Suddenly bells blared at the back of his head. Usually the threat worked wonders to get him to give his best, since he respected his senpai very much; after all they were childhood friends going all the way back to Kyoto. However today it seemed something was off. “Are you alright?” he asked softly, noticing, not for the first time, Ren was shivering slightly inside his turtleneck sweater. Come to think of it, he was wearing a sweater that was far too bulky for the spring months even if one made allowances for the usual hang-ups about his body. Lifting a hand to touch his brow he was surprised to see him flinch away. Something was definitely up. “Let’s take a break.” He told the others without turning. “You’re coming with me Ren.” He said and all but dragged the shorter man by the sleeve.

“Why? We still have work to do...” He hedged twin spots of pink marring his pasty white face. Another bell rang inside his brain.

“That’s it… you are definitely coming with me, Ren. And I mean now.” He ordered gravelly as the other man stopped fidgeting and just stood up.

Once outside, Chacha rounded on his friend. “What the hell is wrong with you?” he asked his eyes full of undisguised worry. “You have been out of it for the last 2 weeks. Your cold has gotten worse, ne? What happened? Have you lost sleep? Are you eating well? You look like you have lost weight too… See? That’s why I didn’t want you to move out alone, koneko. You are too proud and stubborn for your own good. I worry about you.” He went on and on, babbling about health, teas and other remedies while Ren swayed on his feet.

“I think you should let him sit before he keels over dead, Cha-chan. Our cat seems ready to collapse.” Gackt replied tartly from the doorway.

Jerking awake, Ren blushed and quickly tried to turn back to the practice room when a wheezing cough broke free from his aching chest. Cringing, he doubled over. All attempts at a normal behavior forgotten as a fierce cough ripped his chest.

“Ren?” Chacha hurried towards his band mate, arms ready to help. “Kitten? Are you ok? Do you need water?” he asked.

Ren still coughed spasmodically but shook his head. “Fine…”

“If you were sick, why didn’t you say so? We could have practiced without you.” He chided. “You should go home right now.” He said expecting Ren to put up a fight.

“Should go, ne?… Truth is… don’t feel too hot...” he mumbled, his body sighing in defeat. Chacha’s frightened eyes met Gackt’s confused ones over the red head. Both knew Ren had to be practically dying to actually acknowledge being sick let alone accept going home without a fight.

“Now… let us see. You’re planning to leave before finishing the rehearsal because you have a hot date waiting back home, ne? Is that it?” Gackt asked, waiting for Ren their all time hentai prankster to confirm his suspicions and assuage the alarm that rose in Chacha’s black eyes.

“I… No… that’s… not it. I…can practice *cough* until the end… *cough* I can still…” he babbled nervously trying to move towards the practice room, but his body had other ideas. All of a sudden, his legs stopped responding and he slid down the wall. Sighing defeatedly, he huddled, shivering visibly as the others looked on. Frantic messages were telegraphed mutely in a matter of seconds before Gackt nodded and sank on his haunches before the sick man.

“You know what? You are right. You are not going to your apartment, kitten. You are coming home with me. It’s time we return the favor, we will take care of you not the other way around.” Gackt informed a dazed Ren who blushed and struggled weakly.

“No… It’s just a cold… Got wet… I am fine… I…” Another coughing fit stopped his protest in its tracks.

“Sure you are fine. Cha-chan… have my driver come around front and the doctor to get himself to my house asap. Tell Masa what happened. Tell him I’ll wait for him back home. It seems we have a very sick kitten to nurse back to health. Rehearsal is finished for today.” He said, speaking in a light voice that belied his concern. Taking hold of a thin arm, he helped Ren to his feet. Noticing his glazed eyes he touched his forehead. “You are burning up! Damn it Ren!” He lifted the younger one in his arms and bit off a curse as he took note of how much weight Ren had lost. “How long has this been going on? Why are you like this? Do you think I don’t have eyes?” he asked softly gazing into Ren’s flushed face.

“I’m fine… just give me a few minutes…” he begged softly, shivering despite wearing his warmest sweater. “It’s cold in here… Gacku-chan… Really cold.” He mumbled before sliding into unconsciousness.
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