WHOLE LOTTA LOVE - CHAPTER 4 PART 2 ( MIYAVI / HIZAKI )
Title: Whole Lotta Love
Chapters: 4.2/??
Author: luna_no_koibito
Genre: Romance, Life
Warnings: men/men relationship, cursing, sex, violence.
FOR THIS STORY the band NIGHTMARE will be a PS Company band
Rating: from PG -15 to PG -17 (Depending on chapter)
Pairing: Shou,Gackt (main) Ruki/Hyde, Kai/Ruka, Hiroto/Reita (more pairs will appear as the story proceeds)
Summary:
Year: 2004
Scene: ( Read more... )
Extra: ( FIRST FIC. ENGLISH not the BEST but ... )
MAIN
Chapter 4 part 1
Miyavi was contemplating how nice it would have being to wake up to the kind sunlight rays streaming in his room, or maybe to a happy chirp of some little bird resting on their window, the annoying box on his side-bed table began to ring. He frantically tried to move his hand around the side table, hoping to soon hit the shut up button to the stupid thing, but not succeeding he then raised up to stare at the alarm clock. As he easily accomplished his mission, he glared at the now silent box, when he read the time. It was 7AM, he had probably slept for at most 4 hours. The insane tiredness he felt made him almost regret the blissful events that had put him so quickly to bed earlier that morning.
-Ohayou - whispered Hizaki grabbing his boyfriend back to their sleeping positions
-Good morning love … - whispered Miyavi, playing with the guitarist messy locks -
-What are u going to do today? - asked Hizaki, still hugging the singer, eyes closed. Miyavi stopped playing with the locks, and embraced the guitarist. He deeply sighed and then began speaking
-I am going to talk to him - The him he was referring to was the second person that was aware of his real self, the person, whom at the only thought could make the singer enrage in the matter of second.
Hizaki had kindly pulled himself out of the embrace, and resting on his elbow, he looked down at his lover and with a rather serious expression began inquiring
-What for? -
-Manager-san said he urgently requested me to go see him … - replied Miyavi who was flat on his back, aimlessly looking at the ceiling. They both remained silent, avoiding each other's gaze, until the guitarist decided to brake the silence
-… He sent me something again … - said Hizaki with a cautious tone, at which words, the singer's stare quickly redirected to blonde.
-What? - Miyavi grumbled, and Hizaki pointed to a table in the corner of the bedroom. The singer raised up from his laying position and noticed a huge red rose arrangement on the little table. He then quickly got off the bed and grabbed the expensive looking bouquet searching for something in it. He then took out a note from between roses and read it.
Dear Hizaki-sama
These roses are to honor your beauty
and to tell you that I believe,
when the time comes, that
you'll make a wonderful mistress.
Miyavi quickly inhaled and exhaled trying to calm down his already raging body. He then threw the roses on the floor, and grumbled to himself - Fucking bastard … - apparently not low enough for the guitarist had heard him
-Don't say that … - quietly said the guitarist, who was sitting straight up - … he is still your father you know? - concluded the elder
Miyavi hastily turned around to glare at the blonde, who intently avoided his gaze
-Doesn't this bother you?! - he yelled
-I guess … I guess I got used to it … - whispered Hizaki, still looking at his fingers
Miyavi slowly inhaled as he sat next to his boyfriend, who swiftly resumed talking with the calmest voice he could muster.
-You know … I have been working lately, on a new group project. - tried to say the guitarist, as he slowly massaged his boyfriend's shoulders. - and I was thinking of maybe signing up … with PS-
-No! - firmly retorted Miyavi, looking at the guitarist's
-But baby, maybe, if I do this then … then just maybe, he'll give us a break! - explained the guitarist's
-No he is not. He will never give us a break. - angrily retorted Miyavi
-But baby - tried to defend the guitarist, who was yet once more interrupted by the irate singer
-Just don't worry about it. I am going to take a shower, and then I'll go to him - hastily said Miyavi, kissing the guitarist left cheek, who resumed looking blankly at his fingers, not acknowledging his boyfriends loving act.
Miyavi got up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door. Hizaki pulled himself up to rest against the headboard, and stared at the closed door. A closed door. that is what he felt was in between them every time he tried to suggest anything to help time in their overly complicated relationship. He just couldn't understand why the singer kept on wanting to do everything by himself, not involving him in anything.
A couple is made of two people, for crying out loud, why did he keep on leaving him out of things. It drove him crazy, to the point of making him silently cry some nights. Nevertheless he never got the nerves of telling the other. He knew that the singer was only trying to protect him, but he wasn't a baby, he was actually the eldest as a matter of fact.
Miyavi rushed out of the bathroom, with a towel tied on his waist. He quickly put on some a clean boxers, and the first pants he faced as he opened the closet. He then reached for his cell phone, and called the first number he found in the outgoing calls list. He then sat back on the bed waiting for an answer.
-Ohayou Gackku~n! - he chanted as the receiver picked up
-Yeah, if you come pick me up now, we'll go to the PS studio, and you'll get to see … -
-Ok then I'll see you in a bit. Ja ne~! - he sang as he hanged up
-You are almost scary when you do that … - whispered the guitarist looking at vocalist back, who turned around to face him
-When I do what? -
-How you switch moods, just like that, from happy to sad, from stupid, to serious … it's freaky! - concluded the guitarist looking away
The singer chuckled and leaned on the guitarist - Do you mean like this? - he asked as he made weird faces in front of the guitarist, who was trying to push away the annoying face, when the other began to tickle his side, at which he burst in a frenzy laughter as he rolled back into his covers seeking protection.
When the boyfriend's laughter and spasm had died down, the singer laid his head on his the guitarist chest
-Hizaki-sama? - he softly inquired
-Un? - mumbled the other, who was now repeating his usual action of stroking the younger man's hair
-Do you trust me? -
-Of course baby - whispered the guitarist, who felt like he was actually the one, who had the right to ask the same question - Is just that … sometimes … you get all involved in things, forgetting about … about us.
-I NEVER forget about you babe-! - replied the singer with an accusing tone, thinking that the guitarist had once more referred to himself in the plural person.
-No, no. I meant us. You and me, us. - quickly corrected the blond, at which the singer didn't know what to reply, but he was saved by the little object vibrating in his hand
-moshi moshi? Ah! Gackkun, damn you were fast! - he replied as he answered the phone
-ok I am coming down, wait a sec. - he hanged up, and sprung from the bed. He went back into the closet and randomly grabbed a shirt, wore a baseball hat, and a pair of black sunglasses
-What you are wearing has absolutely no sense at all, it doesn't match whatsoever! - argued the guitarist
-How do you expect me to play my part, without an appropriate costume? Duh! - jokingly said Miyavi as he jumped on the bed facing his boyfriend with a pout.
-What do you want? - asked the other, sounding almost annoyed
-Please~ Hizaki sama give me a kiss - begged the other, but the the guitarist only quickly gave him an angry glare and then quickly looked away
-Please~ I can't leave, if you don't bless me! - begged the other once more, at which the other quickly pecked him on the lips, and once more looked a way, this time with a little grin, and then whispered
-Itterasshai … - as the other replied
-ittekimasu -
-Ok so here is the plan. You are just going to stay here, and wait until I come out with your beloved Shou - grinned Miyavi as Gackt was not trustingly listening
-i have a quick thing that I have to do first though, so you'll have to wait a bit longer, ok? - he asked, at which Gackt just nodded and retorted
-Just don't make me wait forever, cause I am going to leave with your car again, and this time I don't know if I'll give it back … -
-Hai, hai Gakkun - replied Miyavi as he exited the car
-And stop calling me that - mumbled Gackt, but the guitarist was already skipping himself towards the entrance of the huge building, which had a huge dark marble sign next to it with golden letters that said: PS Company.
Miyavi leaned on the elevator, trying to realx himself as he got ready to go and meet the so hated individual. As the elevator opened, he kept on bowing at all the people that were bowing at him and cordially telling him Ohayou. He then reached a desk, and slumping on it, he stared at the secretary. The woman startled and quickly blushed.
-M-miayavi san. The president was waiting for you - She finished as she got up in order to guide him to the room.
-It's ok, I know where he stays thank you though - swiftly said Miyavi, as he was gesturing her to remain put. He quickly smiled at her and directed himself to the office of PS Company's president.
As he got to the door of the president office, he slammed it opened and walked in
-Well well well, good morning to you too! I take it you weren't at school the day they thaught about knocking at closed doors- calmly stated the man sitting at a huge mahogany desk.
-Oh my bad! It sure would have been bad, if I had walked in as you were getting a blow job …ne?, otou-san - replied Miyavi as he dropped himself on one of the two sofas in front of the desk
-When we are in this office, I am your president, don't forget that - replied the other with a grin
-Whatever, what did you want? - hastily replied the singer
-I was just calling you to tell you that me and your mother have set an omiai for you the coming weekend. She is the daughter of a very - kept on ranting the old man as he was abruptly interrupted by the son
-So? -
-Me and your mother, would like you to be presentable, and-
-Why are you talking like I am going to go - irritatedly interrupted the singer
-Because you are going to go. As my heir you will settle down, with a nice wife on your side, and take on my business. - dryly stated his the president, who was beginning to loose his own cool.
-The only person I am going to have on my side is Hizaki and- tried to say the singer, but this time he was the one being interrupted
-Oh I don't deny that, as I said in the card he will make an excellent mistress. I wasn't able to keep my dick in place, so I don't expect you to be able to do the same. - concluded the elder man with an even larger grin.
Miyavi was now thinking through what kind of death he could make the old bastard suffer, as he tried really hard just not to get up and punch is father
-Moreover, I was also wondering what it felt like to be blown by him, so it would work in my advant- tried to say the older man, but he was suddenly dragged to his feet by the tight grip his son was holding on his suit, raging eyes piercing through him.
-DON'T EVEN TRY, getting close to him - glared Miyavi to the now very close face -and stop pestering us with your fucking game, or else … - he then stopped
-or else what? - daringly replied the older man, who forcefully freed himself from his son grip, and pushed the other back to sit down on his sofa. He then fixed his suit, and as if nothing had happened he sat back into his chair, and fixed his menacing stare on the son.
-Oh you'll see, Takamasa, you'll be at that omiai, and you'll soon stop this useless charade of yours. PS will rise at the top of everyone, who will just have to bow at us. I am giving you power, and lots of it. You'll not resist, you are human, and you'll soon comply. Just wait and see - concluded the old man, leaning back on his chair, as he observed the leaving figure of his soon
Miyavi opened the door to the office, and slightly looking back he loudly whispered
-You make me sick - and he was about to exit, when he suddenly turned back, as if he had forgotten to say something important, and looked at his father
-I will destroy your empire, if that's what it takes, you just wait and see. - he concluded as he banged the door on his way out.
As he displayed his usual carefree smile, he greeted all the workers that where bowing at him with a perplexed expression, after hearing the slamming door. He kept his smile as he got into the elevator, pushing the button to the recording studio, where he was going to get his next prey; Shou.
Chapter 5 part 1
A/N: So here goes Miyavi! I really wanted for you guys to try and understand his character, because he is going to be rather present during the whole story ... well next is some good Shou Gact time ;) ... hope is getting interesting! please comment, bad or good I take them all Thank you very much (sounded like a whore right there ... lol! )
Chapters: 4.2/??
Author: luna_no_koibito
Genre: Romance, Life
Warnings: men/men relationship, cursing, sex, violence.
FOR THIS STORY the band NIGHTMARE will be a PS Company band
Rating: from PG -15 to PG -17 (Depending on chapter)
Pairing: Shou,Gackt (main) Ruki/Hyde, Kai/Ruka, Hiroto/Reita (more pairs will appear as the story proceeds)
Summary:
Year: 2004
Scene: ( Read more... )
Extra: ( FIRST FIC. ENGLISH not the BEST but ... )
MAIN
Chapter 4 part 1
Miyavi was contemplating how nice it would have being to wake up to the kind sunlight rays streaming in his room, or maybe to a happy chirp of some little bird resting on their window, the annoying box on his side-bed table began to ring. He frantically tried to move his hand around the side table, hoping to soon hit the shut up button to the stupid thing, but not succeeding he then raised up to stare at the alarm clock. As he easily accomplished his mission, he glared at the now silent box, when he read the time. It was 7AM, he had probably slept for at most 4 hours. The insane tiredness he felt made him almost regret the blissful events that had put him so quickly to bed earlier that morning.
-Ohayou - whispered Hizaki grabbing his boyfriend back to their sleeping positions
-Good morning love … - whispered Miyavi, playing with the guitarist messy locks -
-What are u going to do today? - asked Hizaki, still hugging the singer, eyes closed. Miyavi stopped playing with the locks, and embraced the guitarist. He deeply sighed and then began speaking
-I am going to talk to him - The him he was referring to was the second person that was aware of his real self, the person, whom at the only thought could make the singer enrage in the matter of second.
Hizaki had kindly pulled himself out of the embrace, and resting on his elbow, he looked down at his lover and with a rather serious expression began inquiring
-What for? -
-Manager-san said he urgently requested me to go see him … - replied Miyavi who was flat on his back, aimlessly looking at the ceiling. They both remained silent, avoiding each other's gaze, until the guitarist decided to brake the silence
-… He sent me something again … - said Hizaki with a cautious tone, at which words, the singer's stare quickly redirected to blonde.
-What? - Miyavi grumbled, and Hizaki pointed to a table in the corner of the bedroom. The singer raised up from his laying position and noticed a huge red rose arrangement on the little table. He then quickly got off the bed and grabbed the expensive looking bouquet searching for something in it. He then took out a note from between roses and read it.
Dear Hizaki-sama
These roses are to honor your beauty
and to tell you that I believe,
when the time comes, that
you'll make a wonderful mistress.
Miyavi quickly inhaled and exhaled trying to calm down his already raging body. He then threw the roses on the floor, and grumbled to himself - Fucking bastard … - apparently not low enough for the guitarist had heard him
-Don't say that … - quietly said the guitarist, who was sitting straight up - … he is still your father you know? - concluded the elder
Miyavi hastily turned around to glare at the blonde, who intently avoided his gaze
-Doesn't this bother you?! - he yelled
-I guess … I guess I got used to it … - whispered Hizaki, still looking at his fingers
Miyavi slowly inhaled as he sat next to his boyfriend, who swiftly resumed talking with the calmest voice he could muster.
-You know … I have been working lately, on a new group project. - tried to say the guitarist, as he slowly massaged his boyfriend's shoulders. - and I was thinking of maybe signing up … with PS-
-No! - firmly retorted Miyavi, looking at the guitarist's
-But baby, maybe, if I do this then … then just maybe, he'll give us a break! - explained the guitarist's
-No he is not. He will never give us a break. - angrily retorted Miyavi
-But baby - tried to defend the guitarist, who was yet once more interrupted by the irate singer
-Just don't worry about it. I am going to take a shower, and then I'll go to him - hastily said Miyavi, kissing the guitarist left cheek, who resumed looking blankly at his fingers, not acknowledging his boyfriends loving act.
Miyavi got up and rushed to the bathroom, closing the door. Hizaki pulled himself up to rest against the headboard, and stared at the closed door. A closed door. that is what he felt was in between them every time he tried to suggest anything to help time in their overly complicated relationship. He just couldn't understand why the singer kept on wanting to do everything by himself, not involving him in anything.
A couple is made of two people, for crying out loud, why did he keep on leaving him out of things. It drove him crazy, to the point of making him silently cry some nights. Nevertheless he never got the nerves of telling the other. He knew that the singer was only trying to protect him, but he wasn't a baby, he was actually the eldest as a matter of fact.
Miyavi rushed out of the bathroom, with a towel tied on his waist. He quickly put on some a clean boxers, and the first pants he faced as he opened the closet. He then reached for his cell phone, and called the first number he found in the outgoing calls list. He then sat back on the bed waiting for an answer.
-Ohayou Gackku~n! - he chanted as the receiver picked up
-Yeah, if you come pick me up now, we'll go to the PS studio, and you'll get to see … -
-Ok then I'll see you in a bit. Ja ne~! - he sang as he hanged up
-You are almost scary when you do that … - whispered the guitarist looking at vocalist back, who turned around to face him
-When I do what? -
-How you switch moods, just like that, from happy to sad, from stupid, to serious … it's freaky! - concluded the guitarist looking away
The singer chuckled and leaned on the guitarist - Do you mean like this? - he asked as he made weird faces in front of the guitarist, who was trying to push away the annoying face, when the other began to tickle his side, at which he burst in a frenzy laughter as he rolled back into his covers seeking protection.
When the boyfriend's laughter and spasm had died down, the singer laid his head on his the guitarist chest
-Hizaki-sama? - he softly inquired
-Un? - mumbled the other, who was now repeating his usual action of stroking the younger man's hair
-Do you trust me? -
-Of course baby - whispered the guitarist, who felt like he was actually the one, who had the right to ask the same question - Is just that … sometimes … you get all involved in things, forgetting about … about us.
-I NEVER forget about you babe-! - replied the singer with an accusing tone, thinking that the guitarist had once more referred to himself in the plural person.
-No, no. I meant us. You and me, us. - quickly corrected the blond, at which the singer didn't know what to reply, but he was saved by the little object vibrating in his hand
-moshi moshi? Ah! Gackkun, damn you were fast! - he replied as he answered the phone
-ok I am coming down, wait a sec. - he hanged up, and sprung from the bed. He went back into the closet and randomly grabbed a shirt, wore a baseball hat, and a pair of black sunglasses
-What you are wearing has absolutely no sense at all, it doesn't match whatsoever! - argued the guitarist
-How do you expect me to play my part, without an appropriate costume? Duh! - jokingly said Miyavi as he jumped on the bed facing his boyfriend with a pout.
-What do you want? - asked the other, sounding almost annoyed
-Please~ Hizaki sama give me a kiss - begged the other, but the the guitarist only quickly gave him an angry glare and then quickly looked away
-Please~ I can't leave, if you don't bless me! - begged the other once more, at which the other quickly pecked him on the lips, and once more looked a way, this time with a little grin, and then whispered
-Itterasshai … - as the other replied
-ittekimasu -
-Ok so here is the plan. You are just going to stay here, and wait until I come out with your beloved Shou - grinned Miyavi as Gackt was not trustingly listening
-i have a quick thing that I have to do first though, so you'll have to wait a bit longer, ok? - he asked, at which Gackt just nodded and retorted
-Just don't make me wait forever, cause I am going to leave with your car again, and this time I don't know if I'll give it back … -
-Hai, hai Gakkun - replied Miyavi as he exited the car
-And stop calling me that - mumbled Gackt, but the guitarist was already skipping himself towards the entrance of the huge building, which had a huge dark marble sign next to it with golden letters that said: PS Company.
Miyavi leaned on the elevator, trying to realx himself as he got ready to go and meet the so hated individual. As the elevator opened, he kept on bowing at all the people that were bowing at him and cordially telling him Ohayou. He then reached a desk, and slumping on it, he stared at the secretary. The woman startled and quickly blushed.
-M-miayavi san. The president was waiting for you - She finished as she got up in order to guide him to the room.
-It's ok, I know where he stays thank you though - swiftly said Miyavi, as he was gesturing her to remain put. He quickly smiled at her and directed himself to the office of PS Company's president.
As he got to the door of the president office, he slammed it opened and walked in
-Well well well, good morning to you too! I take it you weren't at school the day they thaught about knocking at closed doors- calmly stated the man sitting at a huge mahogany desk.
-Oh my bad! It sure would have been bad, if I had walked in as you were getting a blow job …ne?, otou-san - replied Miyavi as he dropped himself on one of the two sofas in front of the desk
-When we are in this office, I am your president, don't forget that - replied the other with a grin
-Whatever, what did you want? - hastily replied the singer
-I was just calling you to tell you that me and your mother have set an omiai for you the coming weekend. She is the daughter of a very - kept on ranting the old man as he was abruptly interrupted by the son
-So? -
-Me and your mother, would like you to be presentable, and-
-Why are you talking like I am going to go - irritatedly interrupted the singer
-Because you are going to go. As my heir you will settle down, with a nice wife on your side, and take on my business. - dryly stated his the president, who was beginning to loose his own cool.
-The only person I am going to have on my side is Hizaki and- tried to say the singer, but this time he was the one being interrupted
-Oh I don't deny that, as I said in the card he will make an excellent mistress. I wasn't able to keep my dick in place, so I don't expect you to be able to do the same. - concluded the elder man with an even larger grin.
Miyavi was now thinking through what kind of death he could make the old bastard suffer, as he tried really hard just not to get up and punch is father
-Moreover, I was also wondering what it felt like to be blown by him, so it would work in my advant- tried to say the older man, but he was suddenly dragged to his feet by the tight grip his son was holding on his suit, raging eyes piercing through him.
-DON'T EVEN TRY, getting close to him - glared Miyavi to the now very close face -and stop pestering us with your fucking game, or else … - he then stopped
-or else what? - daringly replied the older man, who forcefully freed himself from his son grip, and pushed the other back to sit down on his sofa. He then fixed his suit, and as if nothing had happened he sat back into his chair, and fixed his menacing stare on the son.
-Oh you'll see, Takamasa, you'll be at that omiai, and you'll soon stop this useless charade of yours. PS will rise at the top of everyone, who will just have to bow at us. I am giving you power, and lots of it. You'll not resist, you are human, and you'll soon comply. Just wait and see - concluded the old man, leaning back on his chair, as he observed the leaving figure of his soon
Miyavi opened the door to the office, and slightly looking back he loudly whispered
-You make me sick - and he was about to exit, when he suddenly turned back, as if he had forgotten to say something important, and looked at his father
-I will destroy your empire, if that's what it takes, you just wait and see. - he concluded as he banged the door on his way out.
As he displayed his usual carefree smile, he greeted all the workers that where bowing at him with a perplexed expression, after hearing the slamming door. He kept his smile as he got into the elevator, pushing the button to the recording studio, where he was going to get his next prey; Shou.
Chapter 5 part 1
A/N: So here goes Miyavi! I really wanted for you guys to try and understand his character, because he is going to be rather present during the whole story ... well next is some good Shou Gact time ;) ... hope is getting interesting! please comment, bad or good I take them all Thank you very much (sounded like a whore right there ... lol! )