Birthday Cake (gacktJOB: ChaxYou) 2/4
The second part to 'Birthday Cake' as promised. I'm so ill... <(T^T<) -shivers-
Fic: Birthday Cake 2/4
Fandom: gacktJOB
Pairing(s): ChaxYou, implied GacktxMasa if you squint really hard...
Rating: This part PG/ R/NC-17 eventually [1]
Disclaimer: I really really wish I did but sadly, no, don't own them -hugs Cha plushie-
Summary: A little birthday drabble for Cha in honour of his 46th!! Just a little fluffy thing where Cha ends up getting...creative with icing...Part Two.
Um this part is a little longer because although, I'm probably not noted for my long chapters in fanfic (apart from in the HP fandom for some odd reason), I felt a little guilty when I looked back at the first installment...;>.> I know I don't like reading short chapters so, gomen!
Part I
When the missing pair finally arrived for practice, they offered no explanation - Gackt
merely nodding to the guitarist to take his place and You, after giving Chacha a peck on the cheek, lef to take his. The rest of the morning was spent with Chacha switching between staring at Gackt, Masa and You in turn, and wondering whether he was a)starting to let his age get the better of him (God forbid!) or b)there really was something weird going on. He was just deciding whether he should ask either Gackt or You (he'd eventually given up on getting a suitably coherent answer out of Masa) about it when the vocalist finally dismissed them and his lover walked over to him whilst he was putting Horus in its case [2], and wrapped his arms tightly around the elder's shoulders in an intimate embrace. Chacha sighed heavily and leaned back into You's touch.
'You okay?' The taller man leaned down close to the other's ear and asked him quietly. Nodding, Cha turned his head and kissed the other lightly on the nose.
'Aa...just one of those days, I guess.' He turned to watch Masa and Gackt also talking quietly amongst themselves in the corner, Ren and Toshi already leaving the studio with a wave back at the other four. Turning back to look at You, he asked,
'So...what was going on this morning? Gakkun was late too. Very out of character. Is Belle still ill?'
A very faint expression crept onto the violinist's face. Almost...guiltlike...
'Err...h-hai. But better than she was last night, according to Gacchan.'
'A relief, ne? When Masa told me Gakkun said he was going to be late, he said you'd gone to collect something.'
A hesitation and the older guitarist could almost see the cogs spinning in the other man's mind. He wasn't disappointed.
'Medication.'
'Medication?'
The long-haired man's eye twitched minutely. You swallowed a little, looking increasingly nervous.
'Aa...for Belle.'
'...oh. I see. Hope she gets better soon, ne?'
You nodded ever so slightly, the expression becoming more discernable. Yup. Definitely guilt. With a little...was that fear...? Yeah, a smidgen of fear in there too. This puzzled Cha - until he realised that his face was now mere inches from You's own and the expression on his face was probably a frightful mix of fatigue (he had noticed his eyes looking a little bloodshot when he checked his reflection in the mirror that morning), and frustration (his eye was most likely twitching at an alarming rate).
Chacha sighed again and leaned back.
'Koi...are you really okay...? Came You's uncharacteristically timid question. His lover nodded and ran a hand back through his hair, making it stand out and really adding to the look. The guitarist ventured a slight smile and moved forward to embrace the other man again. This time, Cha smiled with him and closed his eyes briefly.
'Hai...just a little tired.'
I'm sure it's nothing...he thought wearily, as he slung the guitar case over his shoulder and left with his lover.
TBC~
Notes:
-sneezes- Okay, just so you know, I'm really really not happy with this chapter. Mou~ The pressures of trying to get it finished before people got too impatient ;~~;
[1] I've decided I'm going to try and write a full lemon for this -bites fingernails- but it means no update for a few days ;>.< as I struggle with it, because believe it or not, I haven't done it before...^^;
[2] When I was writing this up, I noticed that I wrote this line with Horus as 'her case' instead of 'its case' -d'oh- I do know Horus was supposed to be male but I was going with the whole men referring to loved objects as 'she' thing (like my ex and his guitar even though he gave it a 'macho' name -eyeroll-) but I changed it in the end because it just didn't look right so...;>.> even now, I'm considering editing it and putting 'his'...-sigh-
Anyway, I'm glad people are actually reading this though, xD; Thank you for your kind comments on the first part! \^o^/
Fic: Birthday Cake 2/4
Fandom: gacktJOB
Pairing(s): ChaxYou, implied GacktxMasa if you squint really hard...
Rating: This part PG/ R/NC-17 eventually [1]
Disclaimer: I really really wish I did but sadly, no, don't own them -hugs Cha plushie-
Summary: A little birthday drabble for Cha in honour of his 46th!! Just a little fluffy thing where Cha ends up getting...creative with icing...Part Two.
Um this part is a little longer because although, I'm probably not noted for my long chapters in fanfic (apart from in the HP fandom for some odd reason), I felt a little guilty when I looked back at the first installment...;>.> I know I don't like reading short chapters so, gomen!
Part I
When the missing pair finally arrived for practice, they offered no explanation - Gackt
merely nodding to the guitarist to take his place and You, after giving Chacha a peck on the cheek, lef to take his. The rest of the morning was spent with Chacha switching between staring at Gackt, Masa and You in turn, and wondering whether he was a)starting to let his age get the better of him (God forbid!) or b)there really was something weird going on. He was just deciding whether he should ask either Gackt or You (he'd eventually given up on getting a suitably coherent answer out of Masa) about it when the vocalist finally dismissed them and his lover walked over to him whilst he was putting Horus in its case [2], and wrapped his arms tightly around the elder's shoulders in an intimate embrace. Chacha sighed heavily and leaned back into You's touch.
'You okay?' The taller man leaned down close to the other's ear and asked him quietly. Nodding, Cha turned his head and kissed the other lightly on the nose.
'Aa...just one of those days, I guess.' He turned to watch Masa and Gackt also talking quietly amongst themselves in the corner, Ren and Toshi already leaving the studio with a wave back at the other four. Turning back to look at You, he asked,
'So...what was going on this morning? Gakkun was late too. Very out of character. Is Belle still ill?'
A very faint expression crept onto the violinist's face. Almost...guiltlike...
'Err...h-hai. But better than she was last night, according to Gacchan.'
'A relief, ne? When Masa told me Gakkun said he was going to be late, he said you'd gone to collect something.'
A hesitation and the older guitarist could almost see the cogs spinning in the other man's mind. He wasn't disappointed.
'Medication.'
'Medication?'
The long-haired man's eye twitched minutely. You swallowed a little, looking increasingly nervous.
'Aa...for Belle.'
'...oh. I see. Hope she gets better soon, ne?'
You nodded ever so slightly, the expression becoming more discernable. Yup. Definitely guilt. With a little...was that fear...? Yeah, a smidgen of fear in there too. This puzzled Cha - until he realised that his face was now mere inches from You's own and the expression on his face was probably a frightful mix of fatigue (he had noticed his eyes looking a little bloodshot when he checked his reflection in the mirror that morning), and frustration (his eye was most likely twitching at an alarming rate).
Chacha sighed again and leaned back.
'Koi...are you really okay...? Came You's uncharacteristically timid question. His lover nodded and ran a hand back through his hair, making it stand out and really adding to the look. The guitarist ventured a slight smile and moved forward to embrace the other man again. This time, Cha smiled with him and closed his eyes briefly.
'Hai...just a little tired.'
I'm sure it's nothing...he thought wearily, as he slung the guitar case over his shoulder and left with his lover.
TBC~
Notes:
-sneezes- Okay, just so you know, I'm really really not happy with this chapter. Mou~ The pressures of trying to get it finished before people got too impatient ;~~;
[1] I've decided I'm going to try and write a full lemon for this -bites fingernails- but it means no update for a few days ;>.< as I struggle with it, because believe it or not, I haven't done it before...^^;
[2] When I was writing this up, I noticed that I wrote this line with Horus as 'her case' instead of 'its case' -d'oh- I do know Horus was supposed to be male but I was going with the whole men referring to loved objects as 'she' thing (like my ex and his guitar even though he gave it a 'macho' name -eyeroll-) but I changed it in the end because it just didn't look right so...;>.> even now, I'm considering editing it and putting 'his'...-sigh-
Anyway, I'm glad people are actually reading this though, xD; Thank you for your kind comments on the first part! \^o^/