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Voyage sans Retour	By : 3nfantterrible Category: Dir en grey > General Views: 749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: i don't own any member of Deg or any other j-rocker mentioned in the story, and I don't think I ever will. I don't make money writing this.

Pairings/Characters: DiexToshiya, DiexMiyabi (implied), KaoruxToshiya, others (not sure yet) / Dir en grey, Miyabi (Due'le Quartz), Malice Mizer, Hakuei (Penicillin), Aya (Psycho le Cému), Yoshiki (X-Japan), others might appear later (not sure yet)

Synopsis: On one of his usual "adventures", young, free-spirited and rebellious Toshiya encounters a mysterious aristocrat; after accepting his overly strange job offer, Toshiya moves to a luxurious countryside estate. Soon, the behavior of his new master starts getting stranger and stranger. However, Toshiya is busy hiding his own secrets.

Author's comments: Ok, finally got the courage to write something of my own. Please comment so that I know whether it's worth continuing this story or not! This is my first fic ever, so please don't be too harsh. I'd love to hear some constructive criticism though. Ah, one more thing - English is not my native language. All I ask for is some understanding^^; Please read *bows*

Every single square inch of a small make-up table surface was covered in a variety of bottles of nail polish, packets full of fake nails and eyelashes, lipsticks of different shades and mascaras meant to create a different effect. There were threatening looking pincers for curling eyelashes, tweezers for plucking eyebrows, narrow strips of wax for epilating legs... Anything a woman could possibly need. And a flacon of shaving cream for men.

Sitting at the make-up table, in front of a mirror, Toshiya was shaving.

Twenty minutes, and Aya would be here. And he hadn't even started putting his make-up on.

He flinched uneasily, as the mirror caught the sight of something, or rather someone, appearing in the doorway behind his back. It couldn't be Aya, it was still too early, the only person it could be was...

"Fuck, here comes the daily drama," Toshiya cursed barely moving his lips.

"Up for something?" The figure stood motionless in the doorway, like a lifeless statue.

"Going for a walk with Aya," Toshiya reluctantly muttered, not moving an inch from his position.

"Aren't you working tonight?"

"I quit."

"You -- quit?!"

"Yeah." Toshiya was still shaving, trying to appear calm, paying all of his attention to the improving smoothness of skin.

"I tried so hard to talk Mr. Ichiro into taking you up, and you quit after a week?!" The person, red with rage now, finally moved from the doorway towards Toshiya.

"Five days, to be exact."

"You... you!" The person choked on tears of rage and despair.

"Listen, mum, no need to overreact like that. Mr. Ichiro was an old pervert groping my ass and looking for a chance to fuck me against the wall in the janitor's closet. I couldn't keep up with that, now could I?" Toshiya stated calmly.

And then, there it was. A stinging slap across his face. A razor fell from his hand, before leaving a thin red line across his jaw. Seconds later, small bright droplets of blood began to gather where the cut was made, and trickle down his jaw line in a narrow, softly winding line. Toshiya observed its path in a mirror with a strange, scary indifference.

"Look at yourself... For God's sake, look at yourself!" The woman screamed, not holding herself any longer. "How long can you go for making a clown of yourself? When will this end, you... you manslut, you... My son... is a damn transvestite!"

The look in Toshiya's eyes instantly changed; they shifted from the mirror to his mother's face, staring mockingly, accusingly at her. A faint malicious smile appeared on his lips.

"Isn't that exactly what you wanted, my dearest mother?"

With one swift movement, he took the fallen razor from the floor, got up, and shoved half of the things sitting on the make-up table to his bag. He still needed to put that make-up on. Not throwing a single glance at his mother, he turned on his 6-inch heels and, swinging hips, made it to the door.
Just as he pushed down the knob of the front door, he was greeted by a... pink-haired fairy, standing in a doorway.

"Well, well, Totchi boy, being late for work again," the creature said slowly, taking a laced handkerchief out of a pink satin bag and placing it softly on Toshiya's jaw, where the blood had already dried, "Being a mess and not even wearing any make-up, and late for work again, aren't you?"

"I quit today..."

"I mean another kind of work, Totchi boy, and you friggin know it!” With a loud chuckle, Aya dragged him across the front porch and down the stairs.

It was getting dark. Just about time.

TBC

A/N: Ok, pretty short, I know. And not too much action, either. Anyway, it's just a sort of intro, next chapter will be longer, I promise. Please comment, even if it's just a couple of words, so that I know whether somebody read it or not, and whether there's any point in continuing. Thank you muchly for reading! ^_^ *bows*
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