Reunion (2 of 2)
Title: Reunion (2 of 2)
Author: Liz (gaurweth)
Beta: none
Rating: R?
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Humour,
Pairing: Gackt/You
Warnings: language, character death, hints alcohol abuse (maybe?)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Second part to Broken.
Word count: 1,214
Critique welcomed: Sure.
You laid on his bed weak from old age and listened to the sound of insects chirping through his open window. Just how long has it been since you left me? The night air was cool and inviting drawing a smile from the lips thinned with age.
A month passed since Chacha rescued You from the dungeon that was once his friends’ castle and home. He watched his stick of a friend and sighed. Nothing he could do made You smile anymore. Cha was at his wits end.
“What do you think I should do?” He hissed into the phone. “I mean he only eats if I make him. It’s like taking care of a corpse…”
“Dude, that isn’t even funny.” Ju-ken chided.
“Sorry, I know… I just…” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I knew if either one of them lost each other it would be bad, but Jesus I didn’t know it would be this bad. It’s been two months and nothing we do does anything. I’ve had to hide all my alcohol.”
“I don’t know. Can’t we just send him to some therapist?”
You knew they were talking about him, but he didn’t care. He didn’t want to do anything. He couldn’t even feel angry that they’d moved on. In the very back of his mind he knew they didn’t get over his lover’s death, but what did it matter? He was never going to hear his Sato really laugh or see his smile. He wasn’t going to be able to hold him in his arms. The giggles and special moments between them in the privacy of their bedroom were lost.
“I refuse to say we lost him. There has to be a way to bring him back.” Cha groaned.
“Unless you have a spare Gackt somewhere in that closet of yours, it’s not going to be easy.”
“My turn to say not funny…”
The memory made him chuckle as he opened his eyes to stare at the moon. Looking back on it now he could hardly believe he acted that way. He no longer felt mad at the moon - it wasn’t his moon, but it was just as gentle with its soft glow.
A sharp barking pierced his eardrums and he felt a weight on his chest making him groan. When his eyes opened he was faced with a familiar mass fluff of white fur and a smug smile from his fellow guitarist and source of his current torture.
“Time to wake up. Eneru needs to be walked.” Cha cooed.
He bit his lip trying to hold back the tears feeling both happy to see Eneru and betrayed. How could they do this? He was in no condition to take care of Eneru. It was the main reason he asked Gackt’s sister to take the pets. Yet there was Eneru with a happy expression and every so often his face would be assaulted by a wet tongue.
Another tired chuckle passed his lips. Was that when I let myself live? Little En-tan… He was a good dog… our baby. His thoughts were interrupted by a small breeze. His body shivered making him ache.
“Now, I didn’t pick anything up because I didn’t want to be accused of throwing away something precious…” Cha warned his friend as he unlocked the front door.
When the door was opened You nearly choked from the memories and fell to his knees. It’d been six months since Cha had dragged him out of there.
“Maybe this was a bad time-“
“No… it’s okay Cha. I have to do this.”
You gripped the worn yellowed paper tighter. The ink had all but faded by now, but that was okay. You knew what it said. He knew it by heart. He found it that day after going through their things - his things - it was wedged between a stack of papers by the piano You knew never to mess with. Some things were just not worth incurring the wrath of Satoru. If the guys had ever seen it, they would have thought the wrath of Gackt was a joke. He let out another small chuckle before it turned into a fit of harsh coughs.
It was his song. The song Gackt wrote for You. It wasn’t like the others. No, this one was meant to be just theirs, and even in its incompletion it was what kept You alive all these long years.
“What took you so long? Whatever happened to following me into Hell?”
“You told me to live, remember?”
“I didn’t say you had to out-live the guys, jeez You.” Satoru pouted.
“Hey, Jun-ji is still alive. What if he needs me?” He let out a chuckle and winked at him.
“Nice try, smart ass. Jun-ji is not going to need your wrinkly ass so come back to me, please?”
“All you had to do was ask.” He smiled and reached for his lover’s hand. “Don’t you ever leave me alone like that again.”
“Oh shut up and kiss me already~” Satoru smiled before he was pulled into a loving kiss made wet from tears of joy. It didn’t matter who was doing the crying. He had his You back.
~~~
It wasn’t until the next morning the body was found. Not many were left to attend the funeral and even fewer stayed behind after the ceremony.
An old man stood at the headstones left mostly unmarked.
“Hey You, you did it. You made it to be an old man. They say they found you with a smile. They said you died peacefully. Didn’t think you’d make it this far, honestly. Proud of you, buddy.” He let out a small chuckle and ran a hand through his bright orange hair. “Dyed my hair again. My kids think it’s stupid, but like I give a fuck. The day I accept I’m old is the day I lose that bet to that ass of a man we all missed.”
Jun-ji looked at the headstone beside You’s. “Yeah, that’s right you asshole I’m so going to win this.” He let out of laugh before it faded then sighed.
“Look guys, I miss you both, but if I don’t visit the other guys before sundown I’m in for one hell of a beating in the afterlife. I’d be afraid of you two, but you have a lot of catching up to do. If you’re lucky, maybe Chacha won’t walk in on you guys.” He winked at the headstones and gave them a small wave. “Well, I’ll be seeing you guys soon. Don’t forget to save me a spot next to some hot babe.”
Cha looked over at the two reunited love birds after Jun-ji left and frowned. “Oh hell no. There is no way I’m putting up with that in the afterlife. Don’t you two think I’ve had enough?”
Gackt laughed and patted the old man’s shoulder. “I can’t help it if you walk in on us~ Pervert.”
You chuckled and pulled his lover into a kiss before they broke it laughing at the exasperated cry from the other man.
“That’s it! I’ll be with Ju-ken!” Cha huffed before disappearing.
After their laughter died, You pulled Gackt into a loving embrace and kissed him gently. “It’s good to be home.”
~~~
Author's Notes:
~ This is my attempt at a non-one shot and it was to my surprise a success. Broken was part one and Reunion was part two.
~ I had a hard time writing this one and was sorely tempted to abandon making Broken a non-one shot, but I did it. (^^;) (If I didn't have something by Sept. 5th I was going to drop it.)
~ Holy wow I finished this AND got it posted.
~ Comments are loved, but never required.
~ Thank you to everyone who's commented on my other fics! It really means a lot to me! <3
Author: Liz (gaurweth)
Beta: none
Rating: R?
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Humour,
Pairing: Gackt/You
Warnings: language, character death, hints alcohol abuse (maybe?)
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Summary: Second part to Broken.
Word count: 1,214
Critique welcomed: Sure.
You laid on his bed weak from old age and listened to the sound of insects chirping through his open window. Just how long has it been since you left me? The night air was cool and inviting drawing a smile from the lips thinned with age.
A month passed since Chacha rescued You from the dungeon that was once his friends’ castle and home. He watched his stick of a friend and sighed. Nothing he could do made You smile anymore. Cha was at his wits end.
“What do you think I should do?” He hissed into the phone. “I mean he only eats if I make him. It’s like taking care of a corpse…”
“Dude, that isn’t even funny.” Ju-ken chided.
“Sorry, I know… I just…” He let out a frustrated sigh. “I knew if either one of them lost each other it would be bad, but Jesus I didn’t know it would be this bad. It’s been two months and nothing we do does anything. I’ve had to hide all my alcohol.”
“I don’t know. Can’t we just send him to some therapist?”
You knew they were talking about him, but he didn’t care. He didn’t want to do anything. He couldn’t even feel angry that they’d moved on. In the very back of his mind he knew they didn’t get over his lover’s death, but what did it matter? He was never going to hear his Sato really laugh or see his smile. He wasn’t going to be able to hold him in his arms. The giggles and special moments between them in the privacy of their bedroom were lost.
“I refuse to say we lost him. There has to be a way to bring him back.” Cha groaned.
“Unless you have a spare Gackt somewhere in that closet of yours, it’s not going to be easy.”
“My turn to say not funny…”
The memory made him chuckle as he opened his eyes to stare at the moon. Looking back on it now he could hardly believe he acted that way. He no longer felt mad at the moon - it wasn’t his moon, but it was just as gentle with its soft glow.
A sharp barking pierced his eardrums and he felt a weight on his chest making him groan. When his eyes opened he was faced with a familiar mass fluff of white fur and a smug smile from his fellow guitarist and source of his current torture.
“Time to wake up. Eneru needs to be walked.” Cha cooed.
He bit his lip trying to hold back the tears feeling both happy to see Eneru and betrayed. How could they do this? He was in no condition to take care of Eneru. It was the main reason he asked Gackt’s sister to take the pets. Yet there was Eneru with a happy expression and every so often his face would be assaulted by a wet tongue.
Another tired chuckle passed his lips. Was that when I let myself live? Little En-tan… He was a good dog… our baby. His thoughts were interrupted by a small breeze. His body shivered making him ache.
“Now, I didn’t pick anything up because I didn’t want to be accused of throwing away something precious…” Cha warned his friend as he unlocked the front door.
When the door was opened You nearly choked from the memories and fell to his knees. It’d been six months since Cha had dragged him out of there.
“Maybe this was a bad time-“
“No… it’s okay Cha. I have to do this.”
You gripped the worn yellowed paper tighter. The ink had all but faded by now, but that was okay. You knew what it said. He knew it by heart. He found it that day after going through their things - his things - it was wedged between a stack of papers by the piano You knew never to mess with. Some things were just not worth incurring the wrath of Satoru. If the guys had ever seen it, they would have thought the wrath of Gackt was a joke. He let out another small chuckle before it turned into a fit of harsh coughs.
It was his song. The song Gackt wrote for You. It wasn’t like the others. No, this one was meant to be just theirs, and even in its incompletion it was what kept You alive all these long years.
“What took you so long? Whatever happened to following me into Hell?”
“You told me to live, remember?”
“I didn’t say you had to out-live the guys, jeez You.” Satoru pouted.
“Hey, Jun-ji is still alive. What if he needs me?” He let out a chuckle and winked at him.
“Nice try, smart ass. Jun-ji is not going to need your wrinkly ass so come back to me, please?”
“All you had to do was ask.” He smiled and reached for his lover’s hand. “Don’t you ever leave me alone like that again.”
“Oh shut up and kiss me already~” Satoru smiled before he was pulled into a loving kiss made wet from tears of joy. It didn’t matter who was doing the crying. He had his You back.
~~~
It wasn’t until the next morning the body was found. Not many were left to attend the funeral and even fewer stayed behind after the ceremony.
An old man stood at the headstones left mostly unmarked.
“Hey You, you did it. You made it to be an old man. They say they found you with a smile. They said you died peacefully. Didn’t think you’d make it this far, honestly. Proud of you, buddy.” He let out a small chuckle and ran a hand through his bright orange hair. “Dyed my hair again. My kids think it’s stupid, but like I give a fuck. The day I accept I’m old is the day I lose that bet to that ass of a man we all missed.”
Jun-ji looked at the headstone beside You’s. “Yeah, that’s right you asshole I’m so going to win this.” He let out of laugh before it faded then sighed.
“Look guys, I miss you both, but if I don’t visit the other guys before sundown I’m in for one hell of a beating in the afterlife. I’d be afraid of you two, but you have a lot of catching up to do. If you’re lucky, maybe Chacha won’t walk in on you guys.” He winked at the headstones and gave them a small wave. “Well, I’ll be seeing you guys soon. Don’t forget to save me a spot next to some hot babe.”
Cha looked over at the two reunited love birds after Jun-ji left and frowned. “Oh hell no. There is no way I’m putting up with that in the afterlife. Don’t you two think I’ve had enough?”
Gackt laughed and patted the old man’s shoulder. “I can’t help it if you walk in on us~ Pervert.”
You chuckled and pulled his lover into a kiss before they broke it laughing at the exasperated cry from the other man.
“That’s it! I’ll be with Ju-ken!” Cha huffed before disappearing.
After their laughter died, You pulled Gackt into a loving embrace and kissed him gently. “It’s good to be home.”
~~~
Author's Notes:
~ This is my attempt at a non-one shot and it was to my surprise a success. Broken was part one and Reunion was part two.
~ I had a hard time writing this one and was sorely tempted to abandon making Broken a non-one shot, but I did it. (^^;) (If I didn't have something by Sept. 5th I was going to drop it.)
~ Holy wow I finished this AND got it posted.
~ Comments are loved, but never required.
~ Thank you to everyone who's commented on my other fics! It really means a lot to me! <3