Hit the Pavement - Chapter 7
Chapter: 7
Pairing: Uruha x Gackt & Mana x Gackt
Bands: Gazette & Malice Mizer
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Two rivals meet at a bar and everything after that goes downhill.
Author's Notes: This was definitely fun to write, but I am a bit doubtful of the information Gackt tells.
10:15 pm - Central Japan to West Japan
Looking up at the neon bar lights, Gackt groans a bit to himself and walks through the wooden door. He looks around the room as he approaches the bar area and takes a seat in an empty seat. He glances at the bartender and orders a hard drink.
The man turns his head toward him, recognizing his deep voice from somewhere. He studies his strong features, smirking to himself. He soon knows the newcomer was his enemy. He contemplates for a moment and concludes to take advantage of the situation.
The partial blonde crosses his legs and rubs up his bare thigh as he looks at the other. He clears his throat and eyes him from the corner of his eye. The older man glances at him while taking a drink.
“Gackt-san,” he coos, picking up a cherry from his drink and teasing his lips with the succulent juices.
Gackt notices his familiar face, but soon gets distracted by the juicy lips, seductively being devoured by his enemy. He blocks his slightly turned on expression and takes a long sip from his glass. “I’m not supposed to associate with you,” he murmurs, glaring slightly at the younger man.
Uruha giggles lightly and takes his time with his alcohol. He switches legs and leans over to look at his opponent from a better angle. “What is an attractive man like yourself doing in a place like this?” he asks with a pleasant smile.
The brown haired man begins, “I came home and my…Hey! What the hell are you trying to pull!?!”
The other man grins and shakes his head. “I’m not trying to pull anything, just casual off-duty conversation,” he tries to convince. “So, what happened?”
“Nothing…” he grumbles, starting on a new glass of alcohol.
“Aww…It’s not good to bottle up your emotions, Gackt-san. I heard one time on this radio show that if you keep all your problems to yourself and don’t discuss them with anyone for long periods of time, you can have a complete mental breakdown, which can cause violent acts to whomever you’re having problems with or just innocent bystanders like a family member.”
Gackt sighs and downs the last few drops of liquor, before answering, “I had a fight with my koi.”
“Oh.” Uruha was a bit surprised. Even though they were enemies, he didn’t think the older man would have relationship problems. He was good looking, came from a decent, wealthy family, and played off as a suave romantic that seemed to be extremely experienced in the bedroom.
The other man wraps his fingers around the glass and stares deeply into the light brown liquid. “Sometimes I think I made a mistake being with him, but I’m addicted to him and I can’t get away from everything that happened between us.”
“So, you’ve known each other for a long time, ne?”
He nods. “Been dating off and on for three years.”
“Wow. That’s pretty good.”
Gackt continues explaining his situation with his long time boyfriend and with his stories, he orders a new drink. He slowly loses his senses and his enemy moves closer to him within a couple hours. He leans in and rubs the older man’s chest. He kisses his cheek and growls softly in his ear.
“You should go back to him and discuss things,” Uruha advises, feeling up the other’s inner thigh.
He groans softly from his rival’s touches and nods slowly. “Do you think I neglect him? I try not to work so much and spend time with him,” the older man sighs.
“I don’t think you are. You seem to love him very much,” he replies, kissing behind Gackt’s ear softly.
He shivers a bit from Uruha’s gentle lips and continues to speak, “Do you think he loves me as much as I love him?”
His enemy grins and kisses his lips tenderly, then answers, “Of course, he does. Why wouldn’t he love an incredible guy like you?”
“You’re right. I need to express my feelings for him and show him how much I love him.”
Uruha nods and kisses him again, while sliding his hand further up his thigh. “Mm…Gackt-san, your lips tastes of alcohol,” he coos.
“That’s because I’m drunk,” the older man grins.
“Maybe we should go home, ne?”
Gackt nods, stands up, digs in his pocket, and puts some money on the bar. He hooks arms with his rival and stumbles by his side to the other man’s apartment, laughing drunkenly.
Once they arrive at Uruha’s apartment, the partial blonde sits his guest on the couch and straddles his lap. He looks down at his drunken, smiling face, then leans down to kiss him deeply, having his fingertips barely touch the man’s face.
Gackt eagerly kisses him back, wrapping his arms around his waist. He moans softly in his mouth as he intrudes the new wet territory his tongue has discovered. The man sitting on his lap runs his other hand down Gackt’s side and rests it on the opening of his pants. He skillfully undoes them and continues to let the older man dominate his mouth.
Uruha detaches their lips and allows his other hand that was on his enemy’s face to roam down his chest as he gets off his lap. Gackt whimpers softly and watches the other stand in front of him with an innocent smile.
The younger man pulls off the other’s pants and soon, his boxers as well. He gets on his knees, separates the brunette’s legs, and grins at the prize that has been uncovered. He licks his lips suggestively and guides his hands up to his other thigh. He leans in and teases the tip of his arousal with his light pink lips.
The brunette lets his head fall back over the couch and pleads, “Please, Uruha…suck me…”
Smiling at his soft words, Uruha looks up at him and replies, “Relax, Gackt-san.” He leans in more and takes the head between his lips, sucking lightly. The receiver moans softly and his eyes close halfway.
He moves in a little more and continues to teasingly suck him softly, waiting for the other to react. He resumes his hand movements on Gackt’s smooth skin and gradually deep throats him, hearing a loud moan. Sucking harder, Uruha lightly scratches the other’s untanned skin and plays with the tip with his tongue.
“Mmm…Uruha…Mana never does this to me anymore,” Gackt breaths.
The partial blonde bobs his head a bit and listens to the older man’s moans.
“I wish…Mana would understand…he always…gets so angry when I…have to leave him…at night,” he moans again.
Uruha removes his mouth and quickly deep throats him again, sucking harder. The older man closes his eyes and moans longingly.
“He’s…gonnna be so pissed…when he finds out I have to…work most of the…day tomorrow.”
The younger man takes his mouth away and gently rubs the precum with his thumb on the other’s arousal as he asks, “What’s happening tomorrow?” He bit his lip lightly, wondering if the other man was actually that drunk to tell him.
Gackt whimpers softly from the gentle motion and answers softly, “Since Kaoru-san is sick…I have to take over…”
“Ooh, a man in charge…that’s hot,” Uruha growls lowly, “I can tell you can handle a position like that.” His hand slowly strokes his enemy’s member. “If I make you cum, will you tell me your plans for tomorrow?”
The older man nods and responds, “Anything you want.”
Uruha smiles at the answer, enjoying how easily his rival can be taken advantage of. He deep throats him again, sucking as hard as he can and lets his fingertips softly tap on the other’s hips. Gackt moans softly, closing his eyes and moves his hips in and out, making his erection fuck the other’s mouth.
The younger man moans softly and continues his ministrations, until the brunette release forcefully into his mouth. Uruha slowly pulls out, swallowing the creamy, white fluid and licks his luscious lips.
Gackt pants heavily and looks down at the giver with glazed eyes. “There’s a new gun shipment coming from the far east border. The weapon hasn’t been released to any general public or underground yakuzas. It’s supposedly a very powerful weapon and it has been made for stealth purposes mainly,” he says softly.
“Really now? So, this weapon…you could easily take lots of businesses with it, yes?” Uruha assures.
The other man nods, laying down on the couch now. “Any yakuza member would do anything to get their hands on a weapon that powerful,” he adds, yawning and closing his eyes now.
The younger man smiles at the information, stands up, and covers the other with a blanket. He bends down and kisses his cheek, whispering, “Arigato, Gackt-san. Sleep well~” He walks off to his room, turning the lights off on his way, and picks up his phone.
“Hey, Asagi-san, I know where the enemy is headed tomorrow…” he begins, smiling on his bed.
5:45 am - East Japan
Staggering up the apartment building’s stairs, Gackt stands in front of his door. He shoves his hands in his pockets and feels around for his keys. He pulls them out, fumbling with it a bit, and finally gets it in the lock. He turns the key and opens the door.
He peeks in the door and looks around, noticing that his koi is sleeping on the couch. He quietly walks through the door, closes it, and tip toes toward their bedroom.
“Where have you been?” the sleeping man mumbles.
Gackt stops in his tracks and peers in the corner of his eye, looking at him. He opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to say anything, hoping the man was still sleeping.
He shrugs it off and continues heading toward their room, until…”I asked you a question, Gackt,” the other says in a stern tone, not moving from his laying position.
“Anou…” He gradually turns around to face him and looks at him nervously, knowing he couldn’t defend himself in a situation like this.
Mana covers his mouth as he yawns and sits up on the couch, staring at his lover angrily. “Answer me,” he grunts softly.
He shivers a bit from the threatening tone and stammers, “I…I went drinking.”
The other man groans, looking at the clock, then back at the guilty man and reminds him, “It’s six o’clock in the morning.”
“I passed out…at a friend’s house,” Gackt defends.
“Until six o’clock in the morning?”
He looks down at the hardwood floor and fidgets with his fingers. “Gomen nasai…” he says softly.
Mana stands up without a word and simply walks into their bedroom. He digs through their closet and exits, carrying a couple suitcases. Opening the door, he throws the suitcases into the hallway carelessly and points out the door. “Get out…” the man commands.
“Na-nani?” Gackt questions, blinking a bit at Mana’s actions.
“I said, ‘get out’!”
He jumps a little from the loud voice, drops his head down, and drags out the apartment. The door slams behind him, once he was completely out. Gackt glances back at the door and whimpers a bit, before walking off with his bags.
Pairing: Uruha x Gackt & Mana x Gackt
Bands: Gazette & Malice Mizer
Rating: overall NC-17
Summary: Two rivals meet at a bar and everything after that goes downhill.
Author's Notes: This was definitely fun to write, but I am a bit doubtful of the information Gackt tells.
10:15 pm - Central Japan to West Japan
Looking up at the neon bar lights, Gackt groans a bit to himself and walks through the wooden door. He looks around the room as he approaches the bar area and takes a seat in an empty seat. He glances at the bartender and orders a hard drink.
The man turns his head toward him, recognizing his deep voice from somewhere. He studies his strong features, smirking to himself. He soon knows the newcomer was his enemy. He contemplates for a moment and concludes to take advantage of the situation.
The partial blonde crosses his legs and rubs up his bare thigh as he looks at the other. He clears his throat and eyes him from the corner of his eye. The older man glances at him while taking a drink.
“Gackt-san,” he coos, picking up a cherry from his drink and teasing his lips with the succulent juices.
Gackt notices his familiar face, but soon gets distracted by the juicy lips, seductively being devoured by his enemy. He blocks his slightly turned on expression and takes a long sip from his glass. “I’m not supposed to associate with you,” he murmurs, glaring slightly at the younger man.
Uruha giggles lightly and takes his time with his alcohol. He switches legs and leans over to look at his opponent from a better angle. “What is an attractive man like yourself doing in a place like this?” he asks with a pleasant smile.
The brown haired man begins, “I came home and my…Hey! What the hell are you trying to pull!?!”
The other man grins and shakes his head. “I’m not trying to pull anything, just casual off-duty conversation,” he tries to convince. “So, what happened?”
“Nothing…” he grumbles, starting on a new glass of alcohol.
“Aww…It’s not good to bottle up your emotions, Gackt-san. I heard one time on this radio show that if you keep all your problems to yourself and don’t discuss them with anyone for long periods of time, you can have a complete mental breakdown, which can cause violent acts to whomever you’re having problems with or just innocent bystanders like a family member.”
Gackt sighs and downs the last few drops of liquor, before answering, “I had a fight with my koi.”
“Oh.” Uruha was a bit surprised. Even though they were enemies, he didn’t think the older man would have relationship problems. He was good looking, came from a decent, wealthy family, and played off as a suave romantic that seemed to be extremely experienced in the bedroom.
The other man wraps his fingers around the glass and stares deeply into the light brown liquid. “Sometimes I think I made a mistake being with him, but I’m addicted to him and I can’t get away from everything that happened between us.”
“So, you’ve known each other for a long time, ne?”
He nods. “Been dating off and on for three years.”
“Wow. That’s pretty good.”
Gackt continues explaining his situation with his long time boyfriend and with his stories, he orders a new drink. He slowly loses his senses and his enemy moves closer to him within a couple hours. He leans in and rubs the older man’s chest. He kisses his cheek and growls softly in his ear.
“You should go back to him and discuss things,” Uruha advises, feeling up the other’s inner thigh.
He groans softly from his rival’s touches and nods slowly. “Do you think I neglect him? I try not to work so much and spend time with him,” the older man sighs.
“I don’t think you are. You seem to love him very much,” he replies, kissing behind Gackt’s ear softly.
He shivers a bit from Uruha’s gentle lips and continues to speak, “Do you think he loves me as much as I love him?”
His enemy grins and kisses his lips tenderly, then answers, “Of course, he does. Why wouldn’t he love an incredible guy like you?”
“You’re right. I need to express my feelings for him and show him how much I love him.”
Uruha nods and kisses him again, while sliding his hand further up his thigh. “Mm…Gackt-san, your lips tastes of alcohol,” he coos.
“That’s because I’m drunk,” the older man grins.
“Maybe we should go home, ne?”
Gackt nods, stands up, digs in his pocket, and puts some money on the bar. He hooks arms with his rival and stumbles by his side to the other man’s apartment, laughing drunkenly.
Once they arrive at Uruha’s apartment, the partial blonde sits his guest on the couch and straddles his lap. He looks down at his drunken, smiling face, then leans down to kiss him deeply, having his fingertips barely touch the man’s face.
Gackt eagerly kisses him back, wrapping his arms around his waist. He moans softly in his mouth as he intrudes the new wet territory his tongue has discovered. The man sitting on his lap runs his other hand down Gackt’s side and rests it on the opening of his pants. He skillfully undoes them and continues to let the older man dominate his mouth.
Uruha detaches their lips and allows his other hand that was on his enemy’s face to roam down his chest as he gets off his lap. Gackt whimpers softly and watches the other stand in front of him with an innocent smile.
The younger man pulls off the other’s pants and soon, his boxers as well. He gets on his knees, separates the brunette’s legs, and grins at the prize that has been uncovered. He licks his lips suggestively and guides his hands up to his other thigh. He leans in and teases the tip of his arousal with his light pink lips.
The brunette lets his head fall back over the couch and pleads, “Please, Uruha…suck me…”
Smiling at his soft words, Uruha looks up at him and replies, “Relax, Gackt-san.” He leans in more and takes the head between his lips, sucking lightly. The receiver moans softly and his eyes close halfway.
He moves in a little more and continues to teasingly suck him softly, waiting for the other to react. He resumes his hand movements on Gackt’s smooth skin and gradually deep throats him, hearing a loud moan. Sucking harder, Uruha lightly scratches the other’s untanned skin and plays with the tip with his tongue.
“Mmm…Uruha…Mana never does this to me anymore,” Gackt breaths.
The partial blonde bobs his head a bit and listens to the older man’s moans.
“I wish…Mana would understand…he always…gets so angry when I…have to leave him…at night,” he moans again.
Uruha removes his mouth and quickly deep throats him again, sucking harder. The older man closes his eyes and moans longingly.
“He’s…gonnna be so pissed…when he finds out I have to…work most of the…day tomorrow.”
The younger man takes his mouth away and gently rubs the precum with his thumb on the other’s arousal as he asks, “What’s happening tomorrow?” He bit his lip lightly, wondering if the other man was actually that drunk to tell him.
Gackt whimpers softly from the gentle motion and answers softly, “Since Kaoru-san is sick…I have to take over…”
“Ooh, a man in charge…that’s hot,” Uruha growls lowly, “I can tell you can handle a position like that.” His hand slowly strokes his enemy’s member. “If I make you cum, will you tell me your plans for tomorrow?”
The older man nods and responds, “Anything you want.”
Uruha smiles at the answer, enjoying how easily his rival can be taken advantage of. He deep throats him again, sucking as hard as he can and lets his fingertips softly tap on the other’s hips. Gackt moans softly, closing his eyes and moves his hips in and out, making his erection fuck the other’s mouth.
The younger man moans softly and continues his ministrations, until the brunette release forcefully into his mouth. Uruha slowly pulls out, swallowing the creamy, white fluid and licks his luscious lips.
Gackt pants heavily and looks down at the giver with glazed eyes. “There’s a new gun shipment coming from the far east border. The weapon hasn’t been released to any general public or underground yakuzas. It’s supposedly a very powerful weapon and it has been made for stealth purposes mainly,” he says softly.
“Really now? So, this weapon…you could easily take lots of businesses with it, yes?” Uruha assures.
The other man nods, laying down on the couch now. “Any yakuza member would do anything to get their hands on a weapon that powerful,” he adds, yawning and closing his eyes now.
The younger man smiles at the information, stands up, and covers the other with a blanket. He bends down and kisses his cheek, whispering, “Arigato, Gackt-san. Sleep well~” He walks off to his room, turning the lights off on his way, and picks up his phone.
“Hey, Asagi-san, I know where the enemy is headed tomorrow…” he begins, smiling on his bed.
5:45 am - East Japan
Staggering up the apartment building’s stairs, Gackt stands in front of his door. He shoves his hands in his pockets and feels around for his keys. He pulls them out, fumbling with it a bit, and finally gets it in the lock. He turns the key and opens the door.
He peeks in the door and looks around, noticing that his koi is sleeping on the couch. He quietly walks through the door, closes it, and tip toes toward their bedroom.
“Where have you been?” the sleeping man mumbles.
Gackt stops in his tracks and peers in the corner of his eye, looking at him. He opens his mouth to speak, but decides not to say anything, hoping the man was still sleeping.
He shrugs it off and continues heading toward their room, until…”I asked you a question, Gackt,” the other says in a stern tone, not moving from his laying position.
“Anou…” He gradually turns around to face him and looks at him nervously, knowing he couldn’t defend himself in a situation like this.
Mana covers his mouth as he yawns and sits up on the couch, staring at his lover angrily. “Answer me,” he grunts softly.
He shivers a bit from the threatening tone and stammers, “I…I went drinking.”
The other man groans, looking at the clock, then back at the guilty man and reminds him, “It’s six o’clock in the morning.”
“I passed out…at a friend’s house,” Gackt defends.
“Until six o’clock in the morning?”
He looks down at the hardwood floor and fidgets with his fingers. “Gomen nasai…” he says softly.
Mana stands up without a word and simply walks into their bedroom. He digs through their closet and exits, carrying a couple suitcases. Opening the door, he throws the suitcases into the hallway carelessly and points out the door. “Get out…” the man commands.
“Na-nani?” Gackt questions, blinking a bit at Mana’s actions.
“I said, ‘get out’!”
He jumps a little from the loud voice, drops his head down, and drags out the apartment. The door slams behind him, once he was completely out. Gackt glances back at the door and whimpers a bit, before walking off with his bags.