XXVI. Miyavi: Dear, Sweet, Merciful… Someone
The last person in the world I expected to see in my hotel room was Yoshiki. But there he was, looking somewhat defeated and lonely, but resigned to some bit of fate that he’d given in to. Behind him, Gackt probed me with his eyes. I suppose he was searching for the love I had for him, but I’d buried it
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and uuuhooh i'm smelling a train full of angst heading their way D:
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... *cough*
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I look forward to the next installment.
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