Infatuations
Title: Infatuations
Pairing: Yoshiki x Gackt
Rated: NC17
Chapter 1: Positive?!
Warnings: Mpreg, Boy x Boy! Don’t Read if you don’t like, yaoi, light bondage, hurt and comfort, alternate universe, ooc, gay family, maybe some toys, doctor fetish
Summary: Gackt is the head of major advertising company. One night after getting dumped, Gackt goes out partying. He meets and Arab prince and after refusing him, the man slips him a date rape drug. Gackt wakes up in bed in the hotel he has never been in before. Four weeks later, he has told no one about what happened. He gets a letter in the mail telling him that as a child he became a “candidate” for mpp (Male pregnancy project)imposed by the government as in present day japan there are few women who can have children and even fewer who are willing to conceive. As such the government took action and found that many gay men would be willing to have children. And so at birth the government started giving the male babies the possibility to have children with a special operation, and only telling them that it had been done if the government found out that you were gay. Six weeks later Gackt gets morning sickness and takes a pregnancy test which is positive. Now alone and terrified of the future, Gackt is pregnant and soon to become a single father/mother.
Disclaimer: all rights to their rightful owners. No copy right infringement intended, and I am making no profit from writting this, it is purely fanfiction and any resemblance to real events are coincidental and are not the author’s intent. And even if I did own them… this wouldn’t be possible….0.o right?!
(A/N: in my world Gackt had two left feet but can dance well enough when led. Maybe that should be in my warnings?... anyway, this is my first try at mpreg, and I know that it can be scary and kind of sick and fetish like, but that isn’t what I want. I just want Gackt to love the kid so much he’d do anything to protect it just like an overly protective mother tiger, and I know that this sounds kinda more than slightly twisted…but I wanted Gackt to have a kid but for that kid to be his so completely that there was no woman involved…mpreg was kinda the only way to do that. Imma try to make this as not sick and weird as possible. And as for doctors, I’ll admit to having a huge doctor fetish. And in real life I am freaking terrified of them. Dono why, just am. So please remember to read and comment. I appreciate pointers and criticism so feel free to do both.)
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The apartment was dark and cold. It was spring and the snow was still melting. The bare floors and sparkling clean windows reflected the scene of my room almost perfectly. Like a dark mirror in an alternate universe. I had woken up this morning yet again feeling sick and needing to go puke in the bath room. I finally got the idea to take the test just to be sure.
Tonight, I got the results. Positive.
I had spent the day running over all the possible partners it could have been and of all the times it had to be the one where I couldn’t even remember the guy’s face, much less his name, address or phone number. I had just woken up and felt like I had done it the night before. I am fairly sure I got date raped. But who was I supposed to blame? Or tell? The police would do nothing.
Plus it would ruin my life if the fans found out I was gay. And the man in question? I didn’t even know him. It was at a bar, a one night stand and I had refused him. He hadn’t taken no for an answer.
I took one drink and woke up in the cheap hotel, that morning, with semen between my legs. And even if he knew? What would he do? Pay child support? Like that was going to happen! Or try to take it away from me. No. I wouldn’t try to find him. But now that I knew, I really needed someone to tell me I was going to be okay.
I dialed You’s number my hands trembling. I needed advice, and he was the only one I knew wouldn’t mind being woken up at 3 in the morning.
The phone rang, once, twice, and then You picked up.
“Moshi Moshi?” You’s voice said on the other end of the line.
“You? It’s Gackt.” I said my voice slightly shaky.
“ Oh hey, what’s up?” You asked in a slightly sleepy voice.
“I…. I don’t know how to say this… how do I start? …I am…” I tried to say it but I just couldn’t.
I still couldn’t believe I was a candidate of such a possibility. The odds of being able to…. were one in a million and then to have it actually happen…it was very un-common at best, but not un-heard of.
“Gackt, you are being weird. Are you alright? Is something wrong?” You asked concern in his voice tangible.
“Iampregnante.” I said in rush. There. I said it. Still can’t believe it’s true…
“I’m sorry, what? I couldn’t understand what you said. You said it too fast. Run that by me again?” You asked me in perfectly calm yet half asleep voice.
How he can stay calm in this situation I have no idea. However I am not calm at all. This felt like a nightmare, or something from a bad horror & crime movie I would see on the history channel.
I took a deep breath, trying desperately not to scream. I was terrified, how was I supposed to react?
“I am pregnant.” I said in a voice barely above a whisper.
“…WHAT?!” You screeched at the top of his lungs.
I heard Chachamaru grumble in the background “Baby what’s going on? Who’s on the phone at this hour?”
“It’s Gackt.” He said turning away from the phone.
“Okay, that’s strange, so what’s wrong?” Cha asked worried.
“He says he is pregnant.” You explained his voice sounding incredulous.
“ What!? Really? He is a candidate for male pregnancy? I didn’t know!” Cha exclaimed in shock.
“Yeah, neither did I….Wait…who is the FATHER?!”He yelled into the phone.
“Um, you see, that’s just it. I have no idea. From what I gather it happened six weeks ago and I had broken up with Jun Jin over two weeks earlier and we always used protection, so he isn’t the father. The only time I have actually done it was one night someone spiked my drink and I woke up in a hotel feeling sticky. I think it was then.”
You’s eyes widened almost audibly. “Gackto Camui. You got date raped and told NO ONE!?”
“Um …don’t worry I got tested and I don’t have any diseases.” I said trying to diffuse his anger.
“How long have you known you were a candidate for male pregnancy?” You asked clearly disgruntled and more than slightly worried.
“ I found out about four weeks ago. And then the morning sickness started. So I took a pregnancy test and… I am going to have a baby…” I broke into sobbing mess of tears then.
“Gackt stay on the line I am driving over.” You said determined.
“I’m going with you. I know what finding out is like, even if I lost the baby after only a few weeks.” Chachamaru said on the edge of tears for me as much as for the situation and his own loss. I cried in gasping breathes trying to calm down, unsuccessfully and only sobbing harder.
“Yukihiro that wasn’t your fault. It was a car accident. Nothing could have prevented it from happening.” You said sadness and tears in his voice.
Chachamaru was also a candidate and had lost a baby last year. It had been his and You’s baby girl. The pair had been devastated when the car accident had happened.
“I know that You. And we will have another baby someday. But I also know that being alone right now is the last thing Gackt or the baby needs. We aren’t going to leave you alone like this tonight Gacku.” Cha said on another phone line he had opened in the house.
“I am getting in the car now.” You said hoping to distract me. I had such good friends… they care so much about me. Like kind older brothers who will never abandon me. I feel so alone and dirty. Like a slut who sold his body for a night in oblivion.
I shouldn’t have accepted that strange Arabian green eyed prince like man’s cup of spiced wine. But he was so charming and it had felt good to be courted again… especially after being dumped like that by Jun Jin.
‘You slut. Man whore! You should have known better. Never drink something suspicious. Stupid slut.’ I berated myself mentally. It was just like Jun Jin had said...I was a worthless whore. I shook all over at the thought that it was far too late for an abortion and I would never give up this child for adoption like so many other children. I would have to be a Mr. Dad weather I wanted to be or not…
Chachamaru and you kept speaking to me on the phone while they drove over. I didn’t even understand half of what he was saying. I just couldn’t stop crying.
I am so afraid of this. How am I supposed to be a father…. and mother figure to this child? I am a company ceo for kami’s-sake! Not exactly Daddy material…
“How am..I…suup…supposed to raise a child alone?!” I sobbed into the phone, my voice breaking a few times.
“Don’t worry Gacku, we will help you. You aren’t alone.” Chachamaru tried to comfort me.
“Yes. Definetly. Hang on Gackt; we are at the door to your house. In which room of the house are you?” You asked the sounds of him and Cha getting out of the car in the background.
“Beddd..Bedroom.” I bit out in between my tears. “ Alright see you in jiffy Gacku. We are hanging up now.” Chachamaru said simply.
They used the spare key I kept under the gundam statue at the door to get in. I heard them upstairs and then heard the footsteps of the two people come down the stairs to my bedroom. I was curled up on the bed, my head in my arms folded up to me knees. They saw me and my puffy eyes and came over to the bed expressions of concern on their faces almost identical.
Cha crawled onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. He cried with me. And stayed with me. Holding me until the tears passed for the most part. You sat on the bed a hand on my knee. His other hand running his fingers through Chacha’s hair soothingly.
He was crying as well. Surprisingly, he usually never showed his pain. But tonight hit a nerve. And with only both of his closest friends around he wept openly, for his loss of the baby girl, for my pain and fear and out of the anger at being helpless to protect either of us from harm’s way.
I took his hand in mine tightly. My hand was sweaty and not all that nice to hold at the moment but he didn’t pull away needing the closeness.
I had stopped crying. But now I was really exhausted. All three of us were now lying together on the bed in pj’s all cried out and tired. Thank goodness my bed could fit all of us because I really couldn’t have taken it if they were going to leave. Chachamaru smiled weakly and wrapped his long thin arms around my waist and You did the same. I lay in the middle curled up with my arms around my middle.
We stayed together that night. All of us truly needing both of the other’s warmth. ‘What next?’ before drifting into a dreamless tear induced sleep.
Pairing: Yoshiki x Gackt
Rated: NC17
Chapter 1: Positive?!
Warnings: Mpreg, Boy x Boy! Don’t Read if you don’t like, yaoi, light bondage, hurt and comfort, alternate universe, ooc, gay family, maybe some toys, doctor fetish
Summary: Gackt is the head of major advertising company. One night after getting dumped, Gackt goes out partying. He meets and Arab prince and after refusing him, the man slips him a date rape drug. Gackt wakes up in bed in the hotel he has never been in before. Four weeks later, he has told no one about what happened. He gets a letter in the mail telling him that as a child he became a “candidate” for mpp (Male pregnancy project)imposed by the government as in present day japan there are few women who can have children and even fewer who are willing to conceive. As such the government took action and found that many gay men would be willing to have children. And so at birth the government started giving the male babies the possibility to have children with a special operation, and only telling them that it had been done if the government found out that you were gay. Six weeks later Gackt gets morning sickness and takes a pregnancy test which is positive. Now alone and terrified of the future, Gackt is pregnant and soon to become a single father/mother.
Disclaimer: all rights to their rightful owners. No copy right infringement intended, and I am making no profit from writting this, it is purely fanfiction and any resemblance to real events are coincidental and are not the author’s intent. And even if I did own them… this wouldn’t be possible….0.o right?!
(A/N: in my world Gackt had two left feet but can dance well enough when led. Maybe that should be in my warnings?... anyway, this is my first try at mpreg, and I know that it can be scary and kind of sick and fetish like, but that isn’t what I want. I just want Gackt to love the kid so much he’d do anything to protect it just like an overly protective mother tiger, and I know that this sounds kinda more than slightly twisted…but I wanted Gackt to have a kid but for that kid to be his so completely that there was no woman involved…mpreg was kinda the only way to do that. Imma try to make this as not sick and weird as possible. And as for doctors, I’ll admit to having a huge doctor fetish. And in real life I am freaking terrified of them. Dono why, just am. So please remember to read and comment. I appreciate pointers and criticism so feel free to do both.)
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The apartment was dark and cold. It was spring and the snow was still melting. The bare floors and sparkling clean windows reflected the scene of my room almost perfectly. Like a dark mirror in an alternate universe. I had woken up this morning yet again feeling sick and needing to go puke in the bath room. I finally got the idea to take the test just to be sure.
Tonight, I got the results. Positive.
I had spent the day running over all the possible partners it could have been and of all the times it had to be the one where I couldn’t even remember the guy’s face, much less his name, address or phone number. I had just woken up and felt like I had done it the night before. I am fairly sure I got date raped. But who was I supposed to blame? Or tell? The police would do nothing.
Plus it would ruin my life if the fans found out I was gay. And the man in question? I didn’t even know him. It was at a bar, a one night stand and I had refused him. He hadn’t taken no for an answer.
I took one drink and woke up in the cheap hotel, that morning, with semen between my legs. And even if he knew? What would he do? Pay child support? Like that was going to happen! Or try to take it away from me. No. I wouldn’t try to find him. But now that I knew, I really needed someone to tell me I was going to be okay.
I dialed You’s number my hands trembling. I needed advice, and he was the only one I knew wouldn’t mind being woken up at 3 in the morning.
The phone rang, once, twice, and then You picked up.
“Moshi Moshi?” You’s voice said on the other end of the line.
“You? It’s Gackt.” I said my voice slightly shaky.
“ Oh hey, what’s up?” You asked in a slightly sleepy voice.
“I…. I don’t know how to say this… how do I start? …I am…” I tried to say it but I just couldn’t.
I still couldn’t believe I was a candidate of such a possibility. The odds of being able to…. were one in a million and then to have it actually happen…it was very un-common at best, but not un-heard of.
“Gackt, you are being weird. Are you alright? Is something wrong?” You asked concern in his voice tangible.
“Iampregnante.” I said in rush. There. I said it. Still can’t believe it’s true…
“I’m sorry, what? I couldn’t understand what you said. You said it too fast. Run that by me again?” You asked me in perfectly calm yet half asleep voice.
How he can stay calm in this situation I have no idea. However I am not calm at all. This felt like a nightmare, or something from a bad horror & crime movie I would see on the history channel.
I took a deep breath, trying desperately not to scream. I was terrified, how was I supposed to react?
“I am pregnant.” I said in a voice barely above a whisper.
“…WHAT?!” You screeched at the top of his lungs.
I heard Chachamaru grumble in the background “Baby what’s going on? Who’s on the phone at this hour?”
“It’s Gackt.” He said turning away from the phone.
“Okay, that’s strange, so what’s wrong?” Cha asked worried.
“He says he is pregnant.” You explained his voice sounding incredulous.
“ What!? Really? He is a candidate for male pregnancy? I didn’t know!” Cha exclaimed in shock.
“Yeah, neither did I….Wait…who is the FATHER?!”He yelled into the phone.
“Um, you see, that’s just it. I have no idea. From what I gather it happened six weeks ago and I had broken up with Jun Jin over two weeks earlier and we always used protection, so he isn’t the father. The only time I have actually done it was one night someone spiked my drink and I woke up in a hotel feeling sticky. I think it was then.”
You’s eyes widened almost audibly. “Gackto Camui. You got date raped and told NO ONE!?”
“Um …don’t worry I got tested and I don’t have any diseases.” I said trying to diffuse his anger.
“How long have you known you were a candidate for male pregnancy?” You asked clearly disgruntled and more than slightly worried.
“ I found out about four weeks ago. And then the morning sickness started. So I took a pregnancy test and… I am going to have a baby…” I broke into sobbing mess of tears then.
“Gackt stay on the line I am driving over.” You said determined.
“I’m going with you. I know what finding out is like, even if I lost the baby after only a few weeks.” Chachamaru said on the edge of tears for me as much as for the situation and his own loss. I cried in gasping breathes trying to calm down, unsuccessfully and only sobbing harder.
“Yukihiro that wasn’t your fault. It was a car accident. Nothing could have prevented it from happening.” You said sadness and tears in his voice.
Chachamaru was also a candidate and had lost a baby last year. It had been his and You’s baby girl. The pair had been devastated when the car accident had happened.
“I know that You. And we will have another baby someday. But I also know that being alone right now is the last thing Gackt or the baby needs. We aren’t going to leave you alone like this tonight Gacku.” Cha said on another phone line he had opened in the house.
“I am getting in the car now.” You said hoping to distract me. I had such good friends… they care so much about me. Like kind older brothers who will never abandon me. I feel so alone and dirty. Like a slut who sold his body for a night in oblivion.
I shouldn’t have accepted that strange Arabian green eyed prince like man’s cup of spiced wine. But he was so charming and it had felt good to be courted again… especially after being dumped like that by Jun Jin.
‘You slut. Man whore! You should have known better. Never drink something suspicious. Stupid slut.’ I berated myself mentally. It was just like Jun Jin had said...I was a worthless whore. I shook all over at the thought that it was far too late for an abortion and I would never give up this child for adoption like so many other children. I would have to be a Mr. Dad weather I wanted to be or not…
Chachamaru and you kept speaking to me on the phone while they drove over. I didn’t even understand half of what he was saying. I just couldn’t stop crying.
I am so afraid of this. How am I supposed to be a father…. and mother figure to this child? I am a company ceo for kami’s-sake! Not exactly Daddy material…
“How am..I…suup…supposed to raise a child alone?!” I sobbed into the phone, my voice breaking a few times.
“Don’t worry Gacku, we will help you. You aren’t alone.” Chachamaru tried to comfort me.
“Yes. Definetly. Hang on Gackt; we are at the door to your house. In which room of the house are you?” You asked the sounds of him and Cha getting out of the car in the background.
“Beddd..Bedroom.” I bit out in between my tears. “ Alright see you in jiffy Gacku. We are hanging up now.” Chachamaru said simply.
They used the spare key I kept under the gundam statue at the door to get in. I heard them upstairs and then heard the footsteps of the two people come down the stairs to my bedroom. I was curled up on the bed, my head in my arms folded up to me knees. They saw me and my puffy eyes and came over to the bed expressions of concern on their faces almost identical.
Cha crawled onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. He cried with me. And stayed with me. Holding me until the tears passed for the most part. You sat on the bed a hand on my knee. His other hand running his fingers through Chacha’s hair soothingly.
He was crying as well. Surprisingly, he usually never showed his pain. But tonight hit a nerve. And with only both of his closest friends around he wept openly, for his loss of the baby girl, for my pain and fear and out of the anger at being helpless to protect either of us from harm’s way.
I took his hand in mine tightly. My hand was sweaty and not all that nice to hold at the moment but he didn’t pull away needing the closeness.
I had stopped crying. But now I was really exhausted. All three of us were now lying together on the bed in pj’s all cried out and tired. Thank goodness my bed could fit all of us because I really couldn’t have taken it if they were going to leave. Chachamaru smiled weakly and wrapped his long thin arms around my waist and You did the same. I lay in the middle curled up with my arms around my middle.
We stayed together that night. All of us truly needing both of the other’s warmth. ‘What next?’ before drifting into a dreamless tear induced sleep.