challenge: december 2012
Title: Muse
Author: shyone
Genre: supernatural; romance
Pairing: Gackt/You
Rating: g
Summary: Gackt always leaves town for the New Years holidays...
Notes: well, I made it through another December challenge in spite of LJ, and my muses going on strike or vacation or wherever they were. To all of you who read and commented thank you; and to everyone who read, I hope I gave you a smile. Happy New Year to you all~~ shy.
Muse
The Emperor’s birthday always signaled the disappearance of Gackt. No matter how busy he was, it was understood that he would be unavailable from the Emperor’s birthday until after New Years. It was no use calling or texting or knocking on his door. He never responded. Everyone assumed that he went out of town on a small, well deserved vacation to unwind and recharge for he always came back well rested and happy and full of fantastical new ideas....
The small house stood at the end of a long drive that wound its way through tall trees from the road. A warm light from the fireplace and the Christmas tree beside it glowed through the windows.
Gackt loved this house. He loved coming here. He loved the quiet, the solitude, the sky full of stars- things that one couldn’t find in the city. He could think of no better place to spend Christmas and the holidays. He looked up and smiled as it began to snow, and he made his way up to the door.
Inside, the house was warm and cozy. The fire burned merrily, the tree twinkled gaily, and a wonderful aroma wafted from the kitchen. He hung up his coat, slipped out of his boots into some warm slippers, and stepped into the living room following the tantalizing smell.
A fish chowder simmered on the stove, a bottle of wine stood open to breathe on the counter and beside it, an apple tart, still warm from the oven. Candles stood in the center of the table, along with a bowl of white roses; the table was set with the best china, crystal, and silver. He lit the candles and sat down at the table. Closing his eyes, he murmured a few words, then opened his eyes slowly. You sat at the table across from him smiling. “I knew you would come,” he said as he spooned the stew into a bowl.
“I will always come,” You smiled softly, sliding his hand over the table to him.
He took You’s hand and lifted his fingers to his lips, kissing them gently.
When the food was gone and the dishes cleaned up they took the wine and moved to the living room. He sat on the couch with You in his arms, and as the fire died down he fell asleep.
He spent every day with You, and every night he fell asleep in You’s arms.
Soon the week was over, the New Year had come, and it was time to return to the city.
He ran his fingers down You’s soft cheek and smiled into his beautiful chocolate eyes. “I love you,” he whispered. “I really don’t want to go back.” He closed his eyes.
You smiled and kissed him, then placed his fingers against his forehead. “I love you,” he murmured.
Gackt opened his eyes. He was sitting on the couch in his living room; a single white rose laid on the table in front of him.
~~~~~~~
white roses mean eternal love
Author: shyone
Genre: supernatural; romance
Pairing: Gackt/You
Rating: g
Summary: Gackt always leaves town for the New Years holidays...
Notes: well, I made it through another December challenge in spite of LJ, and my muses going on strike or vacation or wherever they were. To all of you who read and commented thank you; and to everyone who read, I hope I gave you a smile. Happy New Year to you all~~ shy.
Muse
The Emperor’s birthday always signaled the disappearance of Gackt. No matter how busy he was, it was understood that he would be unavailable from the Emperor’s birthday until after New Years. It was no use calling or texting or knocking on his door. He never responded. Everyone assumed that he went out of town on a small, well deserved vacation to unwind and recharge for he always came back well rested and happy and full of fantastical new ideas....
The small house stood at the end of a long drive that wound its way through tall trees from the road. A warm light from the fireplace and the Christmas tree beside it glowed through the windows.
Gackt loved this house. He loved coming here. He loved the quiet, the solitude, the sky full of stars- things that one couldn’t find in the city. He could think of no better place to spend Christmas and the holidays. He looked up and smiled as it began to snow, and he made his way up to the door.
Inside, the house was warm and cozy. The fire burned merrily, the tree twinkled gaily, and a wonderful aroma wafted from the kitchen. He hung up his coat, slipped out of his boots into some warm slippers, and stepped into the living room following the tantalizing smell.
A fish chowder simmered on the stove, a bottle of wine stood open to breathe on the counter and beside it, an apple tart, still warm from the oven. Candles stood in the center of the table, along with a bowl of white roses; the table was set with the best china, crystal, and silver. He lit the candles and sat down at the table. Closing his eyes, he murmured a few words, then opened his eyes slowly. You sat at the table across from him smiling. “I knew you would come,” he said as he spooned the stew into a bowl.
“I will always come,” You smiled softly, sliding his hand over the table to him.
He took You’s hand and lifted his fingers to his lips, kissing them gently.
When the food was gone and the dishes cleaned up they took the wine and moved to the living room. He sat on the couch with You in his arms, and as the fire died down he fell asleep.
He spent every day with You, and every night he fell asleep in You’s arms.
Soon the week was over, the New Year had come, and it was time to return to the city.
He ran his fingers down You’s soft cheek and smiled into his beautiful chocolate eyes. “I love you,” he whispered. “I really don’t want to go back.” He closed his eyes.
You smiled and kissed him, then placed his fingers against his forehead. “I love you,” he murmured.
Gackt opened his eyes. He was sitting on the couch in his living room; a single white rose laid on the table in front of him.
~~~~~~~
white roses mean eternal love