Masa's Story | By : hyde Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > GacktJOB Views: 2401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Toshi was in dyer need of stitches. The glass had cut that fucker up
pretty damn bad and I now faced getting kicked out of Job. Chacha was still inside of Gackt’s room giving him the play by play of what went down and why. I prayed that he had left out what Toshi claimed he saw. My heart fluttered in my chest as the slinky blonde stepped out. Chacha sent a glance my way but his expression was unreadable.
“Good luck.” Ren mouthed as I passed by him and into that room.
Gackt was sitting up in his hospital bed, his expression somber. You sat beside him, refusing to meet my eyes after our little endeavor last night.
“Chacha says that Toshi was spreading vicious rumors that upset you?” Gackt said more as a statement then a question.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Arigato Chachamura! I wanted to kiss him but then the rumors really would be flying.
“I’m not firing you, Masa-chan.”
“Arigato, Gaku.” I managed with a slight bow of my head.
He flagged off my humble thanks.
“As I told You-kun and Ren,” He continued on with his apparent rehearsed speech, “Job shall be taking a small break.”
“A break?” I repeated, mouth a gaped. “But we’ve only released singles.” I protested.
“I know.’ Gackt’s voice was apologetic. “Forgive me. It’s just that I’m in no condition to give my all to my Dears. I must-“-pushing all politeness aside- “I need a rest.” Gackt replied flatly.
So it was finalized. Job was on break until further notice. A good thing too, since Toshi is out of commission and You-kun and I….
I headed out, highly aware that I wasn’t alone. I knew who it was and I didn’t want to hear whatever excuse he had concocted to tell me.
“He…” You began as I had expected.
“I don’t wanna hear it.” I cut him off tartly. “Just save it for someone who gives a fuck.”
I quickened my pace but he just kept coming.
“We couldn’t work.” I said firmly stopping in front of the elevator doors. Not that I had expected a full-blown romance out a drunken one-nighter but it had to be said.
Taking hold of my arm, “Masa listen.” You pleaded as I wrenched my arm away. “He called me. Needed me.”
“Doesn’t he need you now?” I spat angrily.
“He…”
“Go back to him then!” I ordered with such vehemence that it scared me.
You shook his head.
“He doesn’t want me.”
Nor do I.
“He’s going a way for a while.” You explained softly. “He said that he needs to do this alone.”
The doors to the elevator opened, allowing me passage inside. You followed me.
“What do you want me to do?” I demanded as I turned to face him dead on. “Huh? What the hell do you want from me?” I stomped my foot down hard on the word ‘me’. You didn’t say anything. He just reached passed me, going for the emergency stop button.
My eyes widened as the steel car came to a complete halt.
“Why…” You pressed his finger against my lips making a ‘shh’ sound. He didn’t keep it there long. He replaced the digit with the soft firmness of his mouth, his lips parting allowing his tongue to nudge against my own lips. I moaned deeply as I gave to his kiss.
Why? Why…why…why?
Not really knowing the question as You lifted me, pressed me hard against the walls of the elevator, which were sound poof to a degree which was a good thing because I was loud. You was still careful with me since I’m still sore from the first time. I only hoped that there are no cameras around.
Over the months that soon followed, I found myself You’s ever horny sex partner. The sex drive on that man was just…amazing. I mean damn, you’d think that he would welcome a break from Gackt but no. We couldn’t quit keep our hands off of each other. We were currently lying on my couch after one of our mind blowing sex sessions; You promised that my couch would be cleaned properly by next week, when his cell goes off. We exchanged glances as the realization of whose ring-tone it was.
“I have to answer that.” You said quietly more to his self then me as he leaned down to scoop up his jeans, digging out his phone in the process. “Gaku-chan,” He greeted cheerily.
I tried not to listen to what was being said I just waited for the words I knew that were soon to come.
“I’ll be there in twenty.”
He was going to him. Just like that. Gackt called, You jumped. Period.
“We’re done aren’t we” I stated more so then asked when You returned his phone to his pocket and his jeans on his person.
“Nani?” Was his puzzled respond.
I got to my feet. A laugh escaped my lips.
“Don’t play dumb. You know you can’t be with me as long as he’s around.” My voice was edge with ice yet my throat was tight and the burn of tears brimmed under my eyes.
“Masa don’t cry!” You cried out as he moved forward, his arms outstretched engulfing me into a comforting embrace. “I want to still see you.” He murmured against my hair as I leaned heavily against his frame. “Masa, I love you.”
I blinked twice as if trying to clear my head.
He what? What? What?
I looked up at him to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. You nodded his head in conformation.
“You….” He pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me. He then brought his head forward so that his lips could meet mine. He let go after what seemed like forever. “Gackt’s wait…” I began.
“He can wait I’m sure.” You replied offhandedly as he slowly lead us back to the couch.
Seeing Gackt the next day was going to be hard. We never really spoke about what happened between us in the hospital or what he had expected to happen from there. I tapped my fingers against my thigh as I waited for the elevator to get there. A meeting was called today at the studio to pick up where Job had left off before Gackt’s absence.
The bell tolled, the doors opened and I stepped out right into Gackt’s waiting arms.
“Masa-chan!” He greeted as he pressed me hard against his body allowing me to inhale a lung-full of Egoist, a scent that I was surprised that I missed.
He let me go short after, taking hold of my hand and leading me into the nearest sound booth.
“What happened?” He asked as soon as he closed us inside.
I took a chance and glanced around only to notice that we were the only people in attendance.
“Huh?” I stated, more so confused that we were alone then by his off beat question.
Gackt walked away from me, heading towards a table where a bottle of water sat giving me the impression that he had been here for a while. The unmade futon on the floor in the corner was a dead give away. He pops the top and I watched as a jet stream of water shot into his open mouth.
“You’ve changed somehow.” He insisted, after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
“No I haven’t.” I replied forcefully, shaking my head hard to emphasis that I had not.
Gackt took another long draught of water, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he did. It was quite strange to watch. “Hai, you did.” He countered matching his tone to mine as he slammed down his bottle. He stared at me with unreadable eyes before he said with all sincerity, “Have you missed me?”
With a slight nod of my head I said yes.
“Good.” Gackt replied with a nod of his own at my response. “I have missed you very much.” He admitted with a sad sort of smile on his handsome face.
I tried to swallow down the painful lump that had developed in my throat. Should I tell him about You-kun and me or did he already know?
“Where are the others?” I asked instead hoping that they would pop up soon screaming surprise or some shit like that.
Gackt smiled again, his time a lopsided sort of grin he probably learned from Ren.
“I have decided that they weren’t necessarily.”
My eyes widened in utter disbelief at his words.
“You gotten rid of-“
Gackt began to laugh, a chuckling sort of laugh that was beginning to scare me a bit. “Iie,” He managed between peels of laughter, “I wanted,” –staring directly into my eyes making me shudder a bit-“to spend some time with you alone, Masa-kun.”
Alone….
I swallowed. I didn’t want to be alone with Gackt.
“Well at least until I’m due at the airport.” Gackt added flippantly with a wave of his hand.
Now I am once again lost.
“Explain.” I demanded, folding my arms about my slim waist; holding myself.
“You shouldn’t stand like that, Masa-chan.” Gackt mused as he started to make his way over to where I stood. "It’s almost suggestive.”
“What?” I balked dropping my arms at once to my side.
As he moved closer to me, Gackt murmured, “Just like a woman.” His eyes were moving up and down my body, undressing me and making me very uncomfortable.
“You’re flight…” I reminded him meekly as I was slowly backed into a waiting chair, even though my ass bounced slightly in the chair I still winced out loud from the contact.
Gackt sighed, shaking his head disapprovingly as he said, “I told you not to…” He then placed his hands on either side of the chair, trapping me there. To make matters worst, he leaned his body forward so that there was no chance of escape at all.
“Told me wha…” I began to deny it but his mouth swooped down on mine taking away anything I might have said. As he released me, his eyes are soft and forgiving as he stared into my stunned ones. I brought my hand up to touch the skin of his cheek but he denied me this. He pulled away, a hurt expression now evident in his features. He had pulled away rather quickly causing me to go backwards in my chair a bit.
“Gaku…” I called hoarsely. I could barely find my voice to speak. How could he do that? Had You told him? “I wanted to break up…” I tried to explain.
His gaze stopped me from speaking further nonsense.
“You-kun did what he wanted.” He replied simply, his smile a wryly. “And so did you, Masa-chan.”
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