December Challege 03 - Who?
Title - Who?
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 878
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha, Shinya
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - You and Chacha are discussing the new band members
“So, who do you think?”
You stared across the table at Chacha, and pondered his question. The two guitarists were sat on the tour bus as it travelled through France, a bottle of the local wine sat on the table between them and a sleeping Gackt sat next to You. Originally it had been the three of them sharing the wine over a game of poker, but as soon as Gackt had started to lose, he’d suddenly become tired and promptly fallen asleep.
Neither guitarist really minded though. It was always welcome to see Gackt asleep, even if his occasional snores and snorts interrupted their conversation.
After a few moments of deep thought, You finally answered the question. “Takumi, I think.”
“Really?” Chacha asked, his painted nails tapping a quiet rhythm on the plastic cup he was drinking out of. It wasn’t the best way to drink wine, but he had to make do with what was available.
You nodded. “He’s a good looking guy.”
“True,” Chacha agreed. “I think U:zo.”
“U:zo?” You asked. “Why U:zo?”
“He’s a little shy,” Chacha said before grinning, “but also a little crazy and very wild when he gets started.”
You took a sip from his wine. “Ah… yes. That’s a lethal combination. I didn’t think of that.”
“Shy, but wild has caused a lot of trouble in the past, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, it seems to be the preferred type,” You confirmed. “But, I don’t know if U:zo actually would. Now, Takumi, on the other hand, he’d definitely say yes.”
Chacha was distracted for a few moments by the sight of Gackt shifting in his seat slightly. “Takumi would say yes before the question was even finished, I think.”
“Oh, he’d love it if Takumi did that,” You grinned. “It’d boost his ego even further.”
Chacha rested his head against the bus window. It was dark outside, and in the window he could easily see the reflection of the band members sat at the table opposite them. Takumi, U:zo, Shinya and Jon were also playing poker and by the smile on his face, it seemed Jon was winning.
“What about Jon?” Chacha asked. “He’s hot and has common interests.”
You tilted his head. “I don’t know. I wonder if he’s more a partner in crime than anything else.”
“You were a partner in crime,” Chacha grinned, “and you still did.”
You scowled and took another sip of his wine.
“I think Jon has a chance,” Chacha continued.
“You’re choosing Jon?” You asked.
“What are you guys talking about?”
Both guitarists were slightly surprised to see Shinya standing next to their table, but greeted him warmly anyway. Chacha moved his jacket so that Shinya could sit down, and You poured some wine into Gackt’s neglected cup and handed it to the drummer.
“We’re discussing which new band member Gackt will have sex with first,” Chacha answered plainly.
You nodded. “You’re disqualified, obviously, because of being married.”
Shinya knocked the wine back. “Is he asleep?” he asked pointing at Gackt.
“Yeah,” Chacha confirmed. “So, who do you think?”
Shinya thought for a few moments and considered the options. “I think Jon.”
“Reasons?” You asked as he filled Shinya’s cup again.
“I think they both enjoyed the fanservice rehearsals more than they should have done,” Shinya answered, leaning forward in his seat.
“That’s true,” Chacha agreed, “but I’m sticking with U:zo. Shy but wild, that Gackt’s type.”
“That’s also true,” You agreed, “but Gackt’s real type is someone hot who will say yes and let him take control. And that’s Takumi.”
“Well,” Chacha said with a smile, “that works out nicely.” He turned to Shinya, “do you want to join in our bet? There are three of us and we’ve all chosen differently.”
“What’s the bet?” Shinya asked.
“Just bragging rights,” You explained. “Never bet money when Gackt’s involved, even if he isn’t part of the actual bet.”
Chacha nodded sagely. “Rule number one of working with him. Play poker for pride, and never bet against him.”
“In that case,” Shinya said, “I’m in. So, we just wait and see?”
“Pretty much,” You replied. “We just need to wait for Gackt to decide and make his move….”
“Jon.”
Gackt hadn’t opened his eyes, but his voice was still easily heard.
“How long have you been awake?” You asked, poking Gackt in the shoulder as he did so.
“Since before Shinya arrived,” Gackt answered, opening his eyes slowly.
Chacha rolled his eyes. “Can’t stay still for too long, can you? You’re going to try for Jon first?”
Gackt stood up and stretched his back, groaning slightly as he worked the kinks out that had accrued in his muscles. “Try?”
You, Chacha and Shinya watched in stunned silence as Gackt walked over to the table that Jon, Takumi and U:zo were still seated around and ran his fingers through Jon’s hair. Jon flushed red, but made no other reaction.
“No need to try…” Gackt said with a smirk before continuing to walk down the bus, away from the band members.
“Shit,” Chacha exclaimed. “We haven’t even played the first show yet and he’s already bedded one of them.”
“Does this mean I win?” Shinya smiled.
You sighed. “I guess so. Shall we bet on who’s second?”
~owari
Author - unwritten_ideas
Rating - PG-13
Word Count - 878
Characters - Gackt, You, Chacha, Shinya
Disclaimer - don’t own squat and if I did, I’d be posting this with pictures
Summary - You and Chacha are discussing the new band members
“So, who do you think?”
You stared across the table at Chacha, and pondered his question. The two guitarists were sat on the tour bus as it travelled through France, a bottle of the local wine sat on the table between them and a sleeping Gackt sat next to You. Originally it had been the three of them sharing the wine over a game of poker, but as soon as Gackt had started to lose, he’d suddenly become tired and promptly fallen asleep.
Neither guitarist really minded though. It was always welcome to see Gackt asleep, even if his occasional snores and snorts interrupted their conversation.
After a few moments of deep thought, You finally answered the question. “Takumi, I think.”
“Really?” Chacha asked, his painted nails tapping a quiet rhythm on the plastic cup he was drinking out of. It wasn’t the best way to drink wine, but he had to make do with what was available.
You nodded. “He’s a good looking guy.”
“True,” Chacha agreed. “I think U:zo.”
“U:zo?” You asked. “Why U:zo?”
“He’s a little shy,” Chacha said before grinning, “but also a little crazy and very wild when he gets started.”
You took a sip from his wine. “Ah… yes. That’s a lethal combination. I didn’t think of that.”
“Shy, but wild has caused a lot of trouble in the past, hasn’t it?”
“Yes, it seems to be the preferred type,” You confirmed. “But, I don’t know if U:zo actually would. Now, Takumi, on the other hand, he’d definitely say yes.”
Chacha was distracted for a few moments by the sight of Gackt shifting in his seat slightly. “Takumi would say yes before the question was even finished, I think.”
“Oh, he’d love it if Takumi did that,” You grinned. “It’d boost his ego even further.”
Chacha rested his head against the bus window. It was dark outside, and in the window he could easily see the reflection of the band members sat at the table opposite them. Takumi, U:zo, Shinya and Jon were also playing poker and by the smile on his face, it seemed Jon was winning.
“What about Jon?” Chacha asked. “He’s hot and has common interests.”
You tilted his head. “I don’t know. I wonder if he’s more a partner in crime than anything else.”
“You were a partner in crime,” Chacha grinned, “and you still did.”
You scowled and took another sip of his wine.
“I think Jon has a chance,” Chacha continued.
“You’re choosing Jon?” You asked.
“What are you guys talking about?”
Both guitarists were slightly surprised to see Shinya standing next to their table, but greeted him warmly anyway. Chacha moved his jacket so that Shinya could sit down, and You poured some wine into Gackt’s neglected cup and handed it to the drummer.
“We’re discussing which new band member Gackt will have sex with first,” Chacha answered plainly.
You nodded. “You’re disqualified, obviously, because of being married.”
Shinya knocked the wine back. “Is he asleep?” he asked pointing at Gackt.
“Yeah,” Chacha confirmed. “So, who do you think?”
Shinya thought for a few moments and considered the options. “I think Jon.”
“Reasons?” You asked as he filled Shinya’s cup again.
“I think they both enjoyed the fanservice rehearsals more than they should have done,” Shinya answered, leaning forward in his seat.
“That’s true,” Chacha agreed, “but I’m sticking with U:zo. Shy but wild, that Gackt’s type.”
“That’s also true,” You agreed, “but Gackt’s real type is someone hot who will say yes and let him take control. And that’s Takumi.”
“Well,” Chacha said with a smile, “that works out nicely.” He turned to Shinya, “do you want to join in our bet? There are three of us and we’ve all chosen differently.”
“What’s the bet?” Shinya asked.
“Just bragging rights,” You explained. “Never bet money when Gackt’s involved, even if he isn’t part of the actual bet.”
Chacha nodded sagely. “Rule number one of working with him. Play poker for pride, and never bet against him.”
“In that case,” Shinya said, “I’m in. So, we just wait and see?”
“Pretty much,” You replied. “We just need to wait for Gackt to decide and make his move….”
“Jon.”
Gackt hadn’t opened his eyes, but his voice was still easily heard.
“How long have you been awake?” You asked, poking Gackt in the shoulder as he did so.
“Since before Shinya arrived,” Gackt answered, opening his eyes slowly.
Chacha rolled his eyes. “Can’t stay still for too long, can you? You’re going to try for Jon first?”
Gackt stood up and stretched his back, groaning slightly as he worked the kinks out that had accrued in his muscles. “Try?”
You, Chacha and Shinya watched in stunned silence as Gackt walked over to the table that Jon, Takumi and U:zo were still seated around and ran his fingers through Jon’s hair. Jon flushed red, but made no other reaction.
“No need to try…” Gackt said with a smirk before continuing to walk down the bus, away from the band members.
“Shit,” Chacha exclaimed. “We haven’t even played the first show yet and he’s already bedded one of them.”
“Does this mean I win?” Shinya smiled.
You sighed. “I guess so. Shall we bet on who’s second?”
~owari